Wednesday, July 27, 2011
I’ll be honest as much as I can see and interact with the dead, I’m hugely sceptical about lots of what is discussed within the New Age movement. It doesn’t mean I don’t believe in many of the concepts but I often draw the line when information is being shared as fact and isn’t connected to anything remotely empirical. Strangely enough I like the “supernatural or paranormal reality” to be something logical, rational and practical. I like it to make sense. I see no reason to explore an ability that I can’t use in my daily living or that doesn’t in some shape or form enhance my understanding of life.
Earlier on in my journey, I was not attracted to the idea of auras mostly because information on the topic focused on definition (colors emanating from the chakra system of the human body) or it centered on interpreting colors. I’ve always found that interpretations are highly subjective and aside from contributing some confirmation and sometimes even fear, it doesn’t really give much…. I’ve found that the only thing that has helped me live with paranormal abilities is knowledge and discipline.
Auras became an important issue in my life when I understood that it wasn’t only about seeing colors around people but also about sensing shifts in personality, moods or even picking up on energy signatures. For example in the late 1980’s I was having trouble with boundaries between our waking, mundane reality and what some call the reality of the dead. I’ve always loved antique furniture and old century homes. Suddenly, in early adulthood I couldn’t even sit on an old chair without manifesting the most bizarre phenomenon or getting stuck in memories that were definitely not my own. So I approached this First Nation Medicine Man I heard about who was also an expert on the topic. Here I thought we were going to share stories about ghosts and the man started asking me questions about auras. I soon came to learn that there was a lot more to auras than the usual discussion about colors and what they mean.
At this point in time I was also in University and synchronically took a class on Healing and Religion where we leant about Kirlian photography. We were shown with the help of a sophisticated machine how a leaf which was thorn in half actually somehow retained the memory of its lost portion and surprisingly, could be photographed as a whole entity. It explained why individuals with amputated limbs for example still feel ghost aches and pains. Suddenly the idea of aura was no longer about colors but touched dimensions of matter and memory which became even more appealing to me.
I came to understand that our aura is like a magnetic field and can be disturbed by emotions, disease, negative thinking, and even outside influences. In the ‘90’s we bought a home and in the back of our yard there was a nice row of mature trees which hide a frost fence. Every time I walked the back parameter of the yard I always picked up at the same spot an impression of pain and insecurity. After a while I explored the area a little deeper and noticed that the bark of one of the trees had swallowed up parts of the fence. The tree seemed to be rejecting the metal as a foreign object and literally oozed mucus as if it was infected. Most of the limbs of the tree were dead and leaves were no longer growing on 75% of the branches. The city had drawn a red X on its trunk and it was doomed to get cut down. It was the perfect opportunity to experiment and see what I could learn and how I could help. Rather than concentrate on removing the fence or focus on the infection I decided to work on the aura.
Since my abilities are connected to death and ghosts it made sense to me to concentrate on the dying aspect of the aura. At first I thought I was imagining all of the feelings and impressions I was sensing but as the aura repaired itself the tree began to heal. I truly felt like the tree accepted the foreign object the same way that a transplant patient as to accept a new organ. My role was to convince the tree that it could be whole despite the fusion to an inanimate (dead) object. This experience not only taught me so much about the concept of “the aura” but it also allowed me to learn more about me, my skills, and death of course.
In the last month here in Montreal, it’s been very hot with no rain. I noticed that it affected my dreams. I also noticed topographical impressions which were suddenly different than usual. I wondered if perhaps the weather was having an affect on the magnetic field of the earth and hence, having an affect on the aura of our planet or the aura of certain regions of the World?
Lots of people want to bring healing to the planet but what does that mean? Should we all get together and send white light to Mother Earth or can each of us contribute in our own unique way a dimension of healing that can trigger the Earth’s own healing potential? I’m not a “white light healer”. I don’t consider myself a healer at all. And yet, as a traditional dreamer and a Keeper of the Dead I’ve come to see how these roles have been incredibly important in my healing journey and in the healing journey of many around me….
P.S. Notice the picture -- how the aura of the sun created four dots or four directions. There's no doubt that the Medicine Wheel has an aura and that the four cardinal points teach us about the AURA of the Wheel. This is food for thought for another blog entry....