Aura's of our Subtle Sheaths
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many years as an adolescent I identified all and sundry with colours.
In my mind I would say he is yellow person or rust, she is orange or green
and so on so forth. Little did I know that I was able to recognize intuitively
the colour of the Aura. Nor did I know whether it was the condition of
his health or his emotional health. I just knew what ailed the person.
In the ensuing yrears we had dogs in the house. Much to my surprise, people that I had an affinity with, the dogs adored them. And there were those that they absolutely abhorred. They would bark themselves silly. With my conditioning I was indeed polite with those particular persons and considered myself to be too subjective with my avoiding those people. Later, I did come to know that they had some deep rooted emotional problems. Now,
after all these years I do know that I was seeing the aura. I cannot really
say what I see. Whether I really see these colours of people, or is it
my mind's eye that can see these colours swirling around people. All I
know is that whatever I see is the truth. It helps me ease a pain in someone's
life, to give a little joy to a person, in making them understand that
true freedom comes from your subtle sheaths.
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