To some of you this may sound similar and "oddly" much like you.
I am of a Blackfoot heritage. My great grandfather saw me before anyone and told my aunt when she was younger that I would be the one to have these gifts and carry to my children.
For many years I have been having strange sensations. I do not see, I feel. I feel other's pain, their sadness and heartbreaks. I can walk into a place and cry because the feeling is overwhelming. I don't see what happened but I know that it happened there.
When my children were sick I could sit with them for a while and they would get up and play like nothing was ever wrong. I would then get sick to my stomach or I would get a fever. I didn't cure them but take some from them so they could be children and enjoy life.
My father passed away in April 2008 and I kept smelling a cologne that all the men in my family wore in their lives. My mother said she hated that scent and that daddy never wore it. I told her that he did before he married her 15 years ago. I firmly believe that he was not alone and no one there wore that cologne cause I kept asking who was wearing it. My husband finally said that he smelled it too.
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For me it is very easy to differentiate between my own pains (of which I have very few, thank God) and those of others. The good part about that is that when I recognize that the pain belongs to someone else I can basically shoo it aside and release it. If I didn't I'd be a mess by the end of the day.
Being highly empathic is amazing. You connect to people easily, you know what they are going through, how they feel, and their past experiences. It makes any sort of counseling or healing work that much easier.
Don't be afraid of it. Just know that you can and must disconnect from people or else you will start to carry their issues with you and that can lead to other problems. I call it Empathic Overload.
Oh, and the smelling things is not unusual either. Just recently I was doing a reading for a friend and asked my guides to show me a happy time in her childhood. All of a sudden I smelled dust heavy in the air. She informed me that one of the few times she was ever happy in her troubled childhood was when she would dust the house for her mother.
Those who have crossed over use many techniques to get our attention. The next time you smell him don't forget to talk to him. He CAN hear you.
This is an amazing journey of discovery, go with it. You'll be glad you did.