A Sacred Dialogue on the Ascension of the Empath Amidst the Weariness of the Unawakened There comes a moment in every empath’s odyssey when the soul grows tired—not from love, but from carrying the weight of those who refuse to rise. For years, perhaps lifetimes, the empath has walked as a healer among fractured hearts and chaotic minds, absorbing storms that were never theirs to weather. They have listened to the silent cries beneath spoken words, stitched wounds no one else could see, and give