When the empath becomes the alpha
As I’ve said in other blog posts, including Narcissists Believe Themselves to be the Ruling Class, empaths have been demoted to a status underneath their narc “handlers.” You as the empath are to obey, not question their authority, and always — even if subconsciously — put yourself in a position of subservience and submission. On the surface it may appear as though you wear the pants in the relationship (or you share them equally) but once you push back a little, you begin to perceive the glass ceiling by which you are allowed to assert yourself and your personal autonomy. This is why it is such a challenge to become your higher self once more: those deeply rooted in the ego will not like you challenging them. Once you become that ascended higher self you will be above them in your spiritual abilities once and for all.
Here’s what I’ve seen from female clients over the years: empathic women naturally fall into a role of submission despite their great intellect and emotional intelligence, despite their unique skills and talents, and despite their superpower to heal others with their words, ear, art, or presence alone. Some of the most beautiful creatures have considered themselves the worst, the ugliest, and the least successful. It’s like that quotation that’s credited to Sigmund Freud: “Before you diagnose yourself with depression or low self-esteem, first make sure that you are not, in fact, just surrounded by assholes.”
If an empathic person is living in a world in which the majority of other people are not empathic, that means you are surrounded by those who operate from an ego-centric personality and not divine providence or guidance. In other words, you are probably surrounded by assholes. They don’t know or believe they are, of course, but you are surrounded by people who still operate from the outdated monkey brain and therefore, will use any means necessary to squash the competition. If that means sabotaging your self-esteem, career, and relationships, they will.
It’s very difficult for an empathic person (a woman especially) to overcome the power of manipulation she has experienced at the hands of other women. “Aren’t we all supposed to be fighting for the same things?” you will wonder. But monkeys are constantly jockeying for position. You may have noticed the narc queen in your circle of friends, family, or at your job. She considers herself the alpha, as do the other female primates. The others suck up to her, kiss her ass, and offer their power to her. Some do her bidding, some pretend to believe everything she tells them. They compliment her and want to get in her good graces. They know she not only has power but she has resources they can use to their advantage.
Then in walks a divine feminine, completely unaware of this primate dynamic (until, that is, she becomes intuitive enough to see it clearly). She sparkles with each step. Her grace and beauty are unmatched. She may not be the most physically beautiful but a natural beauty emanates from her that sets her above the others. She gives and enjoys giving. Sometimes it is a gift to one in need. Sometimes it is a smile and conversation. She is loyal to a fault and overlooks the attention she has drawn. The females take note. She had no idea she was in a competition. It floats over her head, flows off her back; she remains completely unaware that the queen is threatened by her.
The queen starts getting angry and frustrated; her power is being drained by one who can generate her own power. The battle between good and evil begins. The queen and her minions plot against the divine feminine: “We must take her down. We will use any means necessary,” she says. They devise plans to take down this empathic woman, and they are successful. They find a way to steal her internal power source by dimming it once and for all. “She will never shine again,” they say. But little do they know that it brings this woman to tears when she cannot generate her own energy, when she is dependent upon others and depleted. She will never steal the energy source from another but she must learn how to get hers back. So she relearns how to shine. In the process, she becomes the alpha female she always was, apart from the wounding. She becomes her higher self even if the monkey brains don’t like it.
If it sounds like a fairy tale, that’s because it is. Empathic people have always used the arts to communicate this essential truth: divine feminines are broken by the monkey tactics and must learn to rebuild their own energy source (from evil witches, evil queens, and the like). In the process, they ascend. It’s that complicated and that simple. You always were an alpha and that’s why they were threatened by you to begin with. If they used sabotage tactics on you, it’s because they were threatened. When you began asserting your personal power, they saw you were willing to jockey for position. You were ganged up on. The silent bystanders watched in awe as you made that move to claim your seat at the head of the table. They knew it would happen if they did not do something drastic. They hurt you on purpose. They forced you back into the beta position. You would be less threatening to their resources and power that way.
This also has to do with the divine masculine.
In a world of cheap, available sex, men have forgotten what it means to win over a true alpha female. Not a controlling alpha, or an alpha who she herself has not yet earned it (only been given it). I mean an alpha female who has been to hell and back and stepped out still shining. She knows how the system works and she understands how to overcome anything. She’s not easily impressed though people try. “Show me something I myself have not done,” she asks them. They have nothing to offer. So she sits in her quiet tower until someone risks his life proving himself to her. “See how I can climb this castle wall?,” See how I will take a sword for you?,” “See how I will put you first even when it is not convenient for me?” he asks her. In him, she sees the first man she can respect because he has proven she can trust him. He is the only one who is braver than her. (Think of the biological/reproductive importance of this. If he dies, there are more sperm donors but if she dies, there is one less mother to completely care for her children).
Until now, she has never met a man she can respect but he can do things she cannot do herself. She sees him for who he really is and he sees his own reflection in her eyes. For the first time in his life, he sees his real value. The things everyone else told his made him valuable his entire life were things he had to physically possess — tangible, immediate things that had nothing to do with his soul. He finally respects himself. No one else can offer this to this divine couple. And that connection can never be broken.
This is the process the empathic collective has been undergoing for the last few years. For many, it will culminate soon. For others, there is still work to do. Either way, whether you call it stepping into your alpha nature or ascending, it is one and the same.