The Healer Syndrome

December 11, 2015

A lot of people come into my life these days, especially now that I’ve been blogging and podcasting. People email me quite frequently and leave comments.

I read all comments and emails. But the people who email offering me help, book recommendations, etc, I don’t respond back. The people who seem desperate and at the end of their life, I reply.

Not purposely. I wasn’t aware I do this until tonight.

The other day, I had a severe nerve pain starting at my neck and all the way through my arm. Could not sleep at all, as a matter of fact, my eyes teared up all night.

So the next morning, I got up and booked an appointment with a chiropractor acupuncturist. The receptionist there was a super nice lady. And as I got done with my session, she asked me a bunch of questions about my life. What do I do for a living? Am I into spiritual stuff? Do I meditate? Do I know about law of attraction?

It’s so rare to meet someone who’s into the same stuff that I got super excited. She wrote down her phone number for me. Gave me a business card of one of her friends. And then sent my number to another one of her friends who offered me a job that same day.

Since I got Neptune’s maya energy in my house of relationships, I mistook all of this as romantic attraction between us. The attraction energy was very strong while we were talking and she even remarked on it. We exchanged multiple texts and she said she would meet me out. I’m aware of my neptune energy these days, so I told myself I’d make a new spiritual friend, nothing more.

As we exchanged texts, things turned cold fast. I sensed it. She is a healer and has the same syndrome as me.

She spends a lot of her time volunteering for causes. And she told me today that she loves to help people. It’s her passion.

As soon as she found out that I don’t need as much help as she thought, the attraction faded. Because I know as much spiritual stuff and even more than her possibly. Some of the stuff I mentioned, she has yet to discover.

This is the healer syndrome.
We are attracted to broken people. The ones that need our help. And this makes sense. It’s very efficient. No need helping a fully-abled person cross the street. It’s the old fragile lady that needs our attention, not the young teenager.