A Seers Burden – My Burden
Spiritual food with Jess – March 8, 2026
I felt your eyes on me
The look you gave cut right through me,
Sharp with jealousy.
It wasn’t my emotion,
Yet it struck me.
I felt your eyes land on me like a hand, pinned down by what I perceive.
I had never felt this before.
Why was it there
something I didn’t choose,
something I couldn’t name?
Slowly, I began to understand:
I was different.
When I look at people,
I feel the hidden coldness
in the chambers of their hearts,
the quiet places they do not speak aloud.
It took time to realize
what I was sensing was not sight alone.
When I enter a room
A town, a place, an atmosphere
I do not only see with my eyes.
I see and feel.
I taste what cannot be spoken.
I feel what breathes beneath the noise.
I see what hides beyond the veil.
I feel and I know.
And still I struggle to explain.
Some walk as if in deep sleep,
their eyes sealed,
their heads covered like the seers of old
(Isaiah 29:10 NIV)
“The Lord has brought over you a deep sleep:He has sealed your eyes (the prophets);
He has covered your heads (the seers).”
The prophets blinded.
The watchers unable to see.
Yet inside of me something is awake.
I feel the quick beat of your heart.
Lust.
Pain.
Depression.
Love.
Sadness.
Anxiety.
Shock.
Fear.
Tension.
I feel everything.
And I wonder:
Is this sight,
or is it burden?
Is this awakening,
while others sleep?
For it is written:
(Matthew 13:9 NIV)
“Whoever has ears, let them hear.
Whoever has eyes to see, let them see.”
I see hollow clay vessels,
the walking dead,
searching for a pulse that isn’t there.
But then a spark. A mirror.
I see you, because you see me too.
So I stand between worlds,
my perception of reality and Beyond the Veil entwined.
And still I ask:
Do you see what I see?
Do you feel what I feel?
Do you hear the silence beneath the noise,
the truths hidden behind the veils,
the hearts that stir but are unseen?
Open your eyes.
Lift the covering.
Wake up, sleeper!
I see you, with my eyes wide shut!
Do you see what I see?
Do you see what I see?