|Posted by EnlightenedIndigoChild on October 24, 2010 at 9:50 PM|
Indigos are known to have emotional sensitivities. And they are notorious for being able to “read” people and their true nature. So even if you think nothing of the conversation you may have had with an Indigo, be assured that the Indigo is seeing the conversation on a whole other level.
I went to the store to run some errands. When I returned home to my apartment building, there was a new doorman awaiting my arrival. He smiled at me with that “fake kissing up to your employer” smirk. He asked me who I was. I said my name, apartment number, and then explained that I had just moved in. He responded “with?”
I again repeated my original answer. He again said “with?” At this point, it occurred to me that he thought I was a little kid and that I lived with my parents, not that I was over the age of 21, legally able to vote and drink. Not wanting to express the real anger I had for this guy, I just responded “with my parents.” He said okay, and I trotted down the hallway to the elevators.
Before this encounter, I would notice all the great things about my new building. The huge elegant lobby and the shiney marble floors in the lobby hallway. After this encounter, the halls looked shabby and the elevators archaic.
Maybe most people would think nothing of my conversation with the doorman and say that I am taking the situation way too personally. Or maybe they would say that I look like I am fourteen and dress even younger, so or course the doorman would assume I live with my parents.
But I am not MOST people. I am an Indigo. I can tell when someone is being phony, like the doorman with his fraudulent smile. I hate it when people make assumptions, like the doorman did with me about living with my parents. And lastly, I loathe it when people talk down to me, like the doorman did in his tone of voice.
I can tell the difference when people are being genuine and when people are being fake. When you know who you are, you will see quickly who other people aren't.
As an Indigo, do you have any stories, where someone said something uncariing and harmless, yet it affected you on a deep level. We sensitive souled people need to support each other. Feel free to share your tale of arrogance from others, or better yet, any technique for dealing with these tactless people who say the most condescending things.
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