Have you ever felt like the air was too heavy or gotten an inexplicable chill? That’s somatic intuition. I used to be a pretty good empath—I could walk into a room as if I were dipping my toe into bathwater to test it for energy, and know if it was good or bad, if a murder had gone down there or if there was sadness coating the walls like layers of paint.
I am an empath and a psychic. These things have their good and bad parts. Before my grandmother taught me how to put up mental shields, the cacophony of many people's thoughts nearly drove me mad.
