Wednesday, August 30, 2006


I was talking with someone the other day who told me that they can sometimes see auras, which I find fascinating. It brought to mind an experience I had once - I blogged about it about a year ago, and thought I'd share it again. It was a very interesting experience.

Aura Streams
Original Publish Date September 4, 2005

I am curious about a great many things, it's just how I am. When I lived in the city I used to frequent a new age bookstore that offered free seminars on various topics during evening hours. I became a semi-regular attendee, as I tend to find myself often searching for things more interesting than my own small existence.

One of these evenings fell during a time in my life where I'd made a recent snap decision. I was freshly divorced and still reeling from the emotional blows of that debachle when the relatively new man I'd been seeing bought a house and asked me to live with him. I agreed and we'd begun settling in, but I was unsure on whether it was a good idea. I'd decided I loved him and it seemed that he loved me, but I had lost all faith in my judge of character. I felt he was a good man, but was wondering if I would be just as wise to take flight before I got in too deep.

I went to a seminar at the bookstore just to get away and focus on something different, hoping the distraction would help me think more clearly on this situation when my thoughts returned to it.

That night's discussion was upon reading auras. I take such things with a grain of salt, but at the same time it is my nature to not rule anything out, especially when I know little about it. If nothing else it seemed interesting enough to serve the purpose. A woman that had the "gift of seeing auras" led the discussion. She said she'd been able to see auras her whole life. I don't remember her name, but she had a kind face and a way about her that set you at ease.

The discussion was much more detailed than I'd expected, and quite interesting. She explained about different colors and what they each tended to represent. She talked about auras being the manifestation of a person's spiritual energy and emotion, how like with personality differences, some are more strong and easily seen than others, and how some emotions can cause such a shock to your system that it can cause injury to the body ~ Of how sometimes words or non-physical actions that are damaging to your heart and soul can consequently be felt in and throughout the body and this is why many will speak of physical pain while suffering from a heartbreak. She likened it to being beaten up from the inside out. She talked about how some auras can connect, and the connection can be seen even when the people are not in the same room or vicinity, their auras flowing into each other in streams and blending like warm currents.

All the while the woman cast glances at me. She looked at everyone there, but I was sure she was looking at me more than average. I didn't think much of it at the time, until she interrupted herself.

"Excuse me," she said apologetically, looking straight at me, "I don't want to make you uncomfortable or embarrass you, but your aura is just - I'd like to tell you about it if you don't mind."

I was a little surprised, but didn't mind the call out at all. I wasn't sure how much stock I'd put in all of it, but was rather interested in what she'd say, so I agreed.

She proceeded to tell me that she could see that I had been greatly hurt deep inside recently - my chakras were practically bleeding out. I remained unreactive as I could past simple interest, but was captivated by this, as I knew no one there and no one knew what had been happening in my personal life. She went on to say you'll be fine though. Your aura is the most stunning bright blue, the brightest in the room. You are strong, and you're going to be fine. She smiled, and I smiled. And that was that.

She went on to read a few others there and continued her interesting discourse, and at the end invited us to stick around for further, less on-the-spot chatting about the subject. I remained, and waited my turn. When we had the time, I told her that I didn't know much about auras before tonight and that her reading was dead on, I had indeed been hurt very badly and doubted my abilities to recover, but was feeling a little more confident now after her encouraging words. She smiled and said, I'm glad you stayed because there is something else I wanted to tell you. Remember what I said about auras connecting, and some can stream to each other even when the people aren't together? I said yes. She said, there is someone in your life who loves you. Really, really loves you. Their aura is finding you and encirling you, I could see it the moment I saw you. It's coming from that direction.

She pointed in the direction of our house.

Ten (now eleven) years later, while things haven't always been a dream, never have I been so loved.


Itchy said...

Oh Clew...this was beautiful. What an interesting experience!

Martie said...

I read this story of the auras a year ago when you first spoke of it and yet I find it fascinating to re-read. Wish I had been there with you. XOXOXO

chesneygirl said...

Wow, how cool is that!!!
I have no experience or knowledge on the subject so this was very interesting and fascinating to me...thanks!!

Bougie Black Boy said...

This is one of your best write-ups. This, along with one about "ghosts" you also wrote about a year ago, I believe. I'm tryin' to re-dedicate myself to my favorite blogs (like yours) bear with me.

Nelly said...

How awesome! I don't have any cool experiences like that! Beautiful post.

Rhonda said...

I love stories like this. I've spent a fair amount of time in metaphysical bookstores, just absorbing the books and different viewpoints. I just can't imagine there isn't something bigger than us at work out there, but struggle with traditional explanations. So, like you, I am open.

In a couple weeks, I am spending the night in a well known "haunted house" with paranormal investigators and a group of crazy friends who consider this to be a fun night out. I jumped on the chance to go, even though I haven't pursued something like it in a long time.

It should prove interesting and I hope to blog about it too :)

Rebecca said...

My dad used to always say he could see auras around people.

I think there are some people who truly have a gift...and to be able to see auras is one of them. I am not so gifted, and can't see them, but it's definitely a beautiful experience when someone who truly is able to - connects with you and tells you about yours and those associated with you.

You always express your experiences so eloquently. :) I've missed you over the summer!

Kate said...

I haven't decided where I fall on the auras-skepical spectrum, but I am open to the possibility. I often wonder if a lot of experiences - auras, psychics, predicting the future, seeing ghosts, being a good therapist, creating art, and so on - are all just different manifestations of the same fundamental sensitivity and attunement.

Interesting, interesting, interesting.

And I was extremely skeptical about the existence of ghosts, or at least in physical manifestations as opposed to a sense or feeling about a place, until I stayed at the Lizzie Borden House and heard someone walk down the back stairs when it wasn't any of the three of us in the house at the time.
(I just went and found it... it's elementary and rambling, but it's at )

Just - interesting...

Anonymous said...

Wow, awesome story! Thanks for sharing again.