THE MOURNFUL HUMAN AURA
Grief, as seen in the aura, has many shades of colour which reflect the depth of loss. At first glance, the aura may present itself with the colours of depression, or emotional anger, or denial, or lack of self-forgiveness. A specific circumstance, produces its own combination of colour energy. As like all families, grief has not passed me by.
THE LOSS OF A CHILD
In the aura of the mother or the father, there appears coloured blotches of black and charcoal grey, cloaked in whitewash. Due to their loss, it shows their sudden inability to cope with lifestyle, finances, relationships, health and their occupation. Without the support of family and close friends, the relationship is likely to face the threat of ‘break-up” within the following years. However, when they seek grief counseling or join a self-help group, emerald green energy will seep into the aura, guiding them through the trauma, and towards personal healing. If a couple is supportive of each other, apricot, emerald green and pale pink coloured spears, can be seen around the feet. Helping each other to cope. Mourning together, securing their relationship.
LOSS OF PARENT/S
There is a hollowness in the aura of children or young adults who have lost their parents. Which is rarely seen in mature aged adults, who parents pass in old age. In young survivors, a wispy, vapour of clear light meanders through the colours of their aura, with a tunnel-like effect. Creating a sense of emptiness. Viridian and Raw Sienna coloured spirals surround their legs and feet. Dusty Pink swirls around the head. Confusing and taunting the mind, feeling lost with no sense of direction. Love and emotional support is needed to help the young survivor, to clearly identify, where and to whom, they belong. Emerald green energy will appear around the shoulders, helping to heal the trauma. When support is unsuccessful, Viridian, Dusty Pink and Raw Sienna can give rise to rebellious behaviour, obesity, suicidal tendencies and/or alcohol/drug addiction.
LOSS OF A LIFE PARTNER
To see the aura of couples who have happily shared their life together for 30 years or more, is to witness, the melding of souls, functioning like one organism. Their souls are coupled by the loving support shared through the ups and downs of life. When one loses the other, half of their aura colour dims. As if flying a flag at half mast. Coloured spirals of coral pink, pink madder, carmine red, lemon yellow cloaked with sepia, are scattered around the head and torso. Evoking a feeling that part of their self has died.
My Own Parents at ninety seven and ninety eight years old, have been married for eighty years. Although physically impaired, when they look into each other eyes, readily visible, is the love that swept them off their feet, as teenagers. Two souls in unity. Embraced by the pale pink and lilac energy of unconditional love .
LOSS OF FAMILY
Surprisingly, the loss of family, produces a woven web of colour. Each of which in turn, taunt and heal, but also empower survival, and create personal strength and self-awareness. A colourful tapestry of turquoise, viridian, charcoal grey, emerald green, delft blue, fawn, black, dark brown, orange, rustic red, maroon, buttercup yellow and claret red, embalm the shoulders, hands and feet. Together these colours paint a picture of self-focus, inner turmoil, personal struggles, temper flares, slow self-healing, self-empowerment and personal destiny. When a person, has loving support, the tapestry of aura colours will deliver some peace of mind, a degree of self-contentment and self-determination.
LOSS THROUGH SUICIDE
Loved ones will have in their aura, spirals of pale grey, charcoal grey, dusty pink and emerald green intertwined coloured energy. The mix of colours shows that the grief is likely to be enduring and at times, debilitating. Very deep, emotionally disruptive, heart- wrenching, self-questioning, in search of forgiveness and understanding. Although these colours may linger in the aura for several years their intensity reduce in time.
MY Cousin committed suicide two weeks after his new bride had died from a sudden illness. They shared nine weeks of marriage. He made the choice to follow her in death. Since three years old, my cousin and I had a very close relationship. Ours was a deep bond of soul-companionship. Four days before he committed suicide he came to visit me. When I saw him approach, I ran to greet him. He jumped out of his car, wrapped his arms around me, picked me up, spun me around then kissed me on the cheek. It was a joyful and memorable afternoon. It was to be his his heart warming farewell gift, to me. He knew that I could read auras instantly. But, was also aware that I believed that reading someone’s aura without their permission, was an invasion of privacy. As he drove away, I knew and felt something was wrong. My family suggested that I was only tuning into his grief. However, following his suicide, my family challenged me. Asking why I did not see the crisis in his aura, projecting the blame on me. I was shaken by their rage. Internally, I struggled and wondered why suicidal alarm-colours, like a neon sign, were not emanating from his aura. I came to learn and to identify in the human aura, that my cousin died with love, not with despair. Consequently, his aura, was at peace.
HEALING GRIEF BY LIVING-LOVE
The loss of someone you love is ‘heart-breaking’.
Each relationship has varying degrees of grief. That is why ‘mourning’ as seen in the human aura, portrays grief in an array of colours. To reduce emotional heartache, grief can be comforted.
Photographs - I have helped many people to comfort their grief by ‘living-love’. Creating a photographic history-wall of their loved one. Walking past it daily and stopping when the mood takes you. Clutching a photograph, capturing the memory, feeling the love of having shared in their life. When my husband died, I set up a tall book case with photographs covering our life span together. The teenage photographs make me smile and laugh. Other photographs make me cry. His death photograph which I took myself, brings me peace. I know that in death he is free of sickness, pain and suffering.
The widow was lost in the hopelessness of grief. Their’s was a deep companionship-love. To soothe her suffering, I suggested that she place a hook on the back of her bedroom door to hang her deceased husband’s coat. When she felt frightened and alone, she could snuggled into the jacket and smell his scent. At night, to cuddle up, she placed his pillow under the bed sheets. Nine months later she gained the emotional strength to donate his clothes to charity. Claret red aura energy was now at her feet, helping her to plan and pursue a new life for herself and family. Time, soothed her grief.
The Still Born Baby was the infant who grew full term, but never took its first breath outside of the womb. Numerous miscarriages and subsequent illness had plagued the couple. Doctors warned against future pregnancies. The couple consulted me to help with their loss of the child. Their grief was intense. I suggested that they create a photographic wall, comprised of ultrasound scans and of the pregnancy. I also suggested that they purchase a lavender scented candle, which was to be lit when the feeling of heart-felt loss took hold. I explained how the scent, would become a link to the creation of their baby. Whenever the scent of lavender wafts through there air, they will remember their baby daughter. To add to the memory of their daughter, in their home garden they planted a lavender hedge. The grandparents, placed a pot of lavender at their front door, so as to honour their deceased granddaughter.
Twelve months later the couple returned to see me. A single-parent, cousin, had suddenly died. Leaving behind a drug addicted three week old baby girl. Community Services had approached the family to adopt the baby. I could not believe my eyes. There they stood with this sad and sickened baby girl. As I looked closely, I was quick to realise that she was the soul-sister of the baby they had lost. When I explained what I was seeing, the couple smiled because they somehow knew and felt it. In the months ahead they would be working with medics to wean the baby from drug addiction.
My Father-in-law, Toby, has left a sorrowful yet loving, pale blue, pale pink and fawn, coloured indent, in my aura for the past ten years. Grief has a way of affixing itself to the human aura for several years. That’s why at times, tears may easily flow. But I don’t mind. I love him with the essence of my very being.
My father-in-law and I shared a deep and meaningful, soul-companionship for forty six years. And at times it was telepathic. Yet he was an ordinary man with no interest in the spiritual realm. Toby had once been a child who struggled and survived the starvation and homelessness of the Great Depression, and the World War that followed. We became best friends. Each other’s sounding block. We lived in each other’s pockets. We cuddled, we hugged, we sang and we danced.
Poised on a cabinet, I have a large black and white 1940’s photo of him, dressed in military attire. I often stare at the photograph and recall the many times we shared together as best friends.
A Car Accident claimed the life of their children. A forlorn Mum and Dad consulted me to understand how their life, with such a huge loss, could move forward. The charcoal grey, pale blue, pale yellow and emerald green clouds of aura colour, told me, that regardless of the pain one is feeling, they were clearly aware that life moves on. They lived in a small country town and operated a small business. Consquently, they were not afforded time off to grieve. I suggested that they place a sign in the shop window to organise a support group for grieving parents. It would help with their grieving in the years to come.. It’s now been ten years since the group was formed. Parents from neighbouring townships joined too.
Grieving is a personal journey. It works through an aura very slowly. Encompassing love, companionship, friendship, passion, trust and respect. When the grieving person has the stability of self-esteem and self-assurance, their journey through grief is much smoother, than those who are emotionally immature.
The colours of the mournful aura vary according to personal experience.