Too Sweet
Lately the song “Too Sweet” by Hozier has been going through my head, along with a host of other thoughts. There’s this part of me that’s triggered by the phrase too sweet. I’ve heard it much of my life and it’s a backhanded compliment with connotations similar to “bless your heart”.
Sweet implies kind, caring, thoughtful, courteous, and loving.
Too Sweet implies sweet, but also naïve, a pushover, easily manipulated, and oblivious.
I’ve been an empath my whole life - feeling what others are feeling. Hallmark commercials and movies have been known to reduce me to a blubbering mess, but I also remember going to my children’s choir concerts and tearing up when someone else’s child sang a solo. I could feel their nervousness, their parent’s pride, and their teacher’s anticipation all at once and it bubbled up and out of my eyes. I can also feel other people’s anger, outrage, and heartbreak; individuals and the collective.
It can be a lot to handle, and until I learned to do a better job of protecting myself from other people’s emotions, I would often feel ways that made no sense to my current situation. This went on for the better part of 50 years, and it’s quite possible that if I didn’t learn to protect myself I would’ve ended up physically sick from all that I was taking on.
As it turns out, one can learn to protect from outside influences, but sometimes there is healing left to do from within. This is the situation I found myself in recently: remembering times when I felt taken advantage of when I was 11 and babysat for the neighbors, and they conveniently “forgot” to pay me, a salesman when I was 13 convincing me to buy more than I wanted to spend, and even as an adult, when I would volunteer for one position and be swapped into a less desirable one because it suited the person in charge. All of them left me thinking “they wouldn’t treat other people this way!”
When I got this feeling again recently, I realized that I had some healing to do around that. Just because something happened “a long time ago” and is “in the past”, doesn’t mean it’s not still affecting us.
In order to heal this too sweet part of me that was causing me pain, I called in Archangel Michael and asked him, with his sword of light, to cut the cords to those events. I can remember the lesson, but they are no longer attached to me. As he was cutting those cords, I was reciting the Ho’oponopono Prayer to myself in each of these situations: “I love you. Please forgive me. I’m sorry. Thank you.” I then called Archangel Raphael to fill the spaces where those cords had been with healing ointment, so I would not be tempted to reattach those cords with negative thoughts. I asked Archangel Zadkiel to transmute any negative energy hanging around me into pure love energy. And finally, I called Archangel Gabriel to heal my throat chakra, and help me find my voice to speak up for my wants and needs when I’m sensing an injustice towards me.
I’m okay with being sweet. Kindness, caring, and compassion are an asset in this world. My ability to empath is a super power when I’m doing readings, reiki, and vibrational sound sessions. And while I have been known to swear like a sailor, that’s not the antidote to being too sweet. The answer is in healing the hurts within and learning to use my voice to speak up.
