Monday, January 28, 2008

Personal Space

Personal space is something that I have always been very sensitive and aware of.

(not only when it comes to my own space…but also of others)

By personal space, I mean the energy field that we each have surrounding us.

And not only do I mean the personal space of humans beings, but also animals. In fact, every living thing.

Because I’m this way, I always try to respect the energy field of the people that I may be talking and interacting with throughout the day. I make sure I stand back, allowing their energy some “breathing room.” And if someone is not allowing mine, I have no problem in asking them to readjust themselves.

I had a customer one day, who was talking to me so loud and standing so unbelievably close…that she may as well have been sitting on my face.

(no pun intended)

I politely and somewhat jokingly asked her to stand back.

Personally, I have my own take on this….

We live in a time of extreme sensory overload. And with that, comes a desensitizing of energy awareness, because our ability to “sense” has been numbed.

The natural ability to feel subtle energy…is lost.

I also believe that some people have a very low energy field, which makes them unconsciously and sometimes VERY consciously “energy vampires.” And this I will not allow.

And then I also believe, that some people are simply not aware of energy.

I always watch in amazement, when I witness a total stranger freely walk up to a little baby in a stroller and just start touching it. And then they wonder why the baby starts screaming and crying. A baby has a personal space too…and it should be respected. In fact, I feel a baby’s personal space is even more sensitive than an adults.

I also watch in amazement, when I witness a total stranger freely walk up to a dog in the park and try to pet it. And then wonder why the dog rips their fingers off. An animal has a personal space…and it should be respected.

Ya see, a CAT has the right attitude….they’ll just get up and walk away.

“Like…how DARE you invade my personal space!”

I’m much more like a cat.

MEOW!

(which means, “ Get the HELL away from me, heathen!”)




Photo: Rachel on holidays (sometimes)