Healing

One of the ways I've always known I was a bit unusual was seeing auras. I've seen them as long as I can remember. It's usually not a constant event. I don't know if I subconsciously turn it on and off, if I get distracted and just don't care enough to notice them or if I just have good and bad days. It's probably all three and a few things I haven't thought of as well.

I've never really studied auras or given them more than a random thought when one strikes me as unusual. I just see them. As with everything else about a person's appearance, auras do tell me some things about a person. One of my closest friends has an aura that is almost constantly blue. When she's sick, it's muddy green. I can usually gauge the energy level of a person by the aura they emit, and sometimes I get a really good idea of when a person is lying or trying to conceal something. (When an aura rapidly pulls into a person while they're speaking and it comes back out just as rapidly when the subject changes, I always wonder. It also makes me pay more attention to other body language.) I've always thought it interesting that I've never been able to see the aura of a family member. Since the husband and I are still in the separation that won't move forward, I'm seeing his aura again for the first time in years.

Another bit of proof of my oddness is something I found accidentally. I'm known for good back rubs and have given serious thought to becoming a therapeutic masseuse. My boss has broken her back twice. While retaining full functionality, she's frequently in pain. She has joked more than once that she would write back rubs into my description. With the damage in her back, the area that's experiencing pain may not be the source of the pain. By touch, I can tell where the pain is more intense because I'm gripped by nausea. I can locate the source of pain because the skin temperature will be either hotter or colder than the surrounding area, but I won't experience the nausea.

I have a friend who is a witch. She sees my quirks as talents and has been encouraging me to develop them. She gave me a book called The Healer's Manual: A Beginner's Guide to Energy Healing for Yourself and Others, and I have to admit that I've been intrigued. It explains some of the basics of chakras, meridians, colors, aromas, herbs and more stuff like that. The exercises have been what's truly interesting. The ones I've done have focused on developing sensitivity to the energy emitted by the body. I wasn't really surprised to learn that feeling temperature variations can signal problems. I was surprised to be able to feel with my palm a pressure akin to two magnets of the same polarity pushing against each other coming from my body. I was even more surprised when with eyes closed and my hand held inches above a table, I was able to accurately determine the color of a shuffled stack of seven colored cards five times. Each card was the color of one shade of the rainbow, and the two I confused were yellow and orange. What floored me was an exercise on eliminating blockages in the meridians, energy lines that run through the body. A few hours after completing the exercise, I had triple my usual energy, and my house no longer looks disgraceful.

Could I have a healing touch? Probably not. Maybe. I don't know. Wouldn't it be cool? Years ago, when I was first blogging, Robbie asked anyone who wanted to answer what super power they'd like to have. I answered healing.

There are some of my Christian friends who would be offended that I started reading about this in a book given to me by a witch and not one from a Christian author. I have other Christian friends who see healing as a spiritual gift that hasn't been active since Biblical days and any form of healing touch as sinful, dangerously occult and definitely heretical. I know others who think that not having a healing touch is a sign of weak faith. And because one of my pet peeves is having all Christians painted as narrow minded intolerants, I have other Christian friends who would just think this interesting and provocative. Instead of this just being an interesting diversion from one of my more unusual friends, this has opened the door to some serious spiritual questioning on my part. Once more I'm getting to define what I really believe.

Yeah, I'm having fun with it, and I'm really missing RI. (Smooches to all my friends, some of the smartest, funniest, deepest, most spiritual and amazingly talented women I've ever met on the net. I miss you all and could still kick AOL in the butt for ruining our message board.)

healing, touch, auras, Christianity