Just when you think you can’t tell the difference between the words in your head or the voice of God, bam, He talks, well maybe not right out loud, but being lead to His word is clear enough for me.
This past weekend I was with a friend visiting and relaxing in her hot tub. We have been friends now for 20 years and she is a kindred spirit. We love to talk about health, wellness, life, and spirituality. I was sharing with her some interesting information that another friend had shared with me. This idea that the heart actually emits light like photons, honestly I don’t even totally understand what my other friend was explaining but it totally intrigued me that the heart was more than a blood pump and more of a ray of light. I was trying to explain this to me dear friend as we stared at the stars and pondered.
I was sharing how when Jesus appeared to Faustina Kowalska he appeared with light beams from his heart. I am fascinated with our connection to the spiritual world with our physical presence. Of course it makes sense to me; we are drawn to the stars, the moon, the sun, lightening, and northern lights, maybe in an effort to draw us closer to heaven. I playfully asked out loud, “maybe our “lights” can speak to each other through our feet” , as I swirled the water with my hands.
Like children with curiosity and no inhibitions we pressed the bottoms of our feet to eachothers and she asked, “What color do you think your aura is?” Without a thought I wanted to say, “purple” but instead I hesitated and thought about it. Well naturally green being my favorite color I thought maybe green and then thought some more wondering if aura’s were “good” or not and what they even meant. I concluded that I didn’t know ( even though purple kept trying to escape from my mouth) and that if I was to choose I would say white because white sounds saintly and I want to be a saint someday. She thought maybe green and we traveled on to a new subject.
I thought about it again last night after being home for a week from my friend. I am reading this book 33 days to Morning Glory (http://www.allheartsafire.org/33days/overview.php) about a story of Mary appearing to Catherine Laboure and how she had rays of light coming from rings on her fingers.
I reflected back on this idea of aura’s and again the color purple came into my head. So I decided to look up purple aura and what I read was alarmingly familiar to what I am like, and would like to be like. I read the one page description like 3 times and left the page open to go back to and reread.
This morning when I woke up the only tab left open on my computer was this purple aura description page and I was once again compelled to read the analysis, drawn to it as if those words were proof of who I was, validation and confirmation of who I am, strange but true ( obviously I liked what I read). Yet this morning I felt this tug in my heart saying, “don’t put your weight in that, find me”
I knew it was best to just close out this site, like turning from the fortune teller, the horoscope and the secular I turned to the truth in the words of God. I closed the tab and thought, “Thank you God for showing me my true color that you gave to me, I will not stray from your words or from you who created me to be, I will search for my ‘meaning’ in your description of me.”
I thought about why I was so drawn to reading the meaning of my color and if it would disconnect me from God. From the description I guess what I gathered is that it solidified that I was important or that it gave me hope that I was on the right path. Yet God is my hope so hence the conflict and feeling like I was sneaking out of a tarot reading or putting my value in the weight of voodooishness. The woman who wrote the description of a purple aura was just a person, shouldn’t I fall in love with what God has written about me. Have I handed him the pen? If he gave me some sort of color, cool, but I want to read his description, more so, I want to BE his description. I was pondering all this and decided to open the readings for the day.
The first line read, “Cursed is the man who trusts in human beings” which made me laugh right out loud. Okay God got it, trust in you. Than later to be followed by “Blessed is the man who trusts in the lord he is like a tree planted by water.” So why should I ever worry or wonder if I am doing what is right, why would I worry that he won’t water by roots as long as they are steadfast in trusting him? The last reading even threw in the color purple and I laughed, I laughed with God and thanked him for his guidance. And, you know what? If he made me purple, he made me for purple for Him.
“People with a purple aura are visionaries. In their mind’s eye, they see the potential of humanity to evolve and create a better world for all. They know that the entire Planet could become a place of beauty, peace, and harmony. This vision is not just a dream. Extremely capable and resourceful, Purples are big picture thinkers, movers, and shakers. They dedicate enormous amounts of time, energy, and funds to bringing about social change.
When guided by a noble vision, Purples make inspiring leaders. As deep thinkers who are living on purpose, their conversations, letters, and speeches are highly motivational and even transformational. Their efforts successfully attract money, power, and followers, eager to manifest the dream.
Purples thrive on knowledge and do well in knowledge-based industries such as law, financial services, and journalism. As visionaries, their abstract minds think from the end with crystal clarity. If it’s not tangible, some people have trouble imagining outcomes so another challenge facing Purples is to depict the vision with the clarity required to make it visible to all and motivate action.
The intuitive side of Purple seeks ways to open the eyes of others to the magic that they see in the world. Most Purples are in touch with the non-physical world of spirit. They carry the message that we are divinely guided and are all co-creators with God, in that we truly create our own reality. Purples cannot rest unless they are making a positive impact. Their vision is the light at the end of a tunnel that pulls them, and everyone else, forward, toward achieving the dream.” (Elizabeth Rose)