As a victim of aura theft, I knew the next thing I had to lose was my victim identity. W. J. Colville says, “Everyone’s aura is under his control, if he only determines to regulate it, and it stands to reason that nothing can be so conducive to an enlarged sphere of individual liberty as (getting) accustomed to (determining) our psychic state regardless of physical environments.” You know what? He basically just summed up the “doctrine” of Abraham Hicks. In other words, choose your state of mind in spite of the situation or circumstance. But let’s go back. What even is an aura?
“An Aura is a Sphere of Individuality Liberty.”
At least, that is the definition according to Colville. It makes sense too, because a statement that begs for clarity, is one which says someone stole my aura. But if I say someone infringed upon my individual liberty, I sound reasonable and relatable. Who hasn’t felt an impingement of their freedom? On the other hand, Colville also says that our auras are under our own control. And perhaps, this colorful energy which we exude out, and which can be captured with the right lens, is evidence of our radiating internal freedom, or lack thereof.
So did I let my aura get stolen?
Yes, I did. And I haven’t yet talked about victim blaming and shaming. But eventually I will circle back around to it. For now, remember that if I choose to take responsibility, my team and I can steer the ship so to speak. Think of a stolen aura like stolen joy. Yes, with the right recipe, which includes the right amount of a specific type of abuse tailored to a specific vulnerability, your joy can be stolen. You are human, after all.
But if you so choose, or if the grace of Unconditional Love chooses for you, you can rebuild your aura, your sphere of individual liberty. Marvin K. White, Minister of Celebration at Glide Memorial Church in the Tenderloin of San Francisco, always reminds us that we’re getting free. And often, Zoe Ellis, Minister of Music, leads the ensemble in, “I am Free.” To me, getting free means building, plank by plank, my rainbow belief bridge. It is the bridge which takes me from where I am, to where I want to be. And where I want to be, is free.
I want to be so free that I can choose not knowing what to believe because all I need is faith.
See, I’ve arrived at a freedom crossroad because I became more deeply aware of my cult programming. And I’m aware because I have studied myself as a means of reverse engineering how it is that I came to be enslaved. The conclusion I reached, is that fear was the key factor. It made me the ideal candidate for enslavement into victimhood. However, I no longer blame my very sensitive and fearful self. It is okay that I have been afraid. To everything there is a season.
Ignorance allows for a certain kind of blissful faith.
I have realized that in spite of fear, my brave actions over the decades, were made possible because radical cult faith was engrained into my child psyche. I was born into radical. I was radical. I am radical. I’ve had radical faith. I have radical faith. But now It’s wavering because I ate from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. I then saw through the illusions in my life, and thus, my naivety abruptly ended. And there was no going back.
My radical faith was easier to exercise before I ate of the forbidden fruit. I guess the death of my naivety was the wages of my sin. After all, Romans 6:23a does say, For the wages of sin is death. And I suppose that’s why Genesis 2:17 admonishes, But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil thou shalt not eat of it: for in the day that thou eatest thereof thou shalt surely die. But do you know what the rest of that verse in Romans 6:23 says? But the gift of God is eternal life.
The way to get back a stolen aura is to let it go.
And that’s because, on the other side of the death coin, is rebirth. No matter how many times all or a part of me dies, rebirth is just on the other side. This means, my aura, which was stolen and trampled to death, can simply be reborn. I don’t want that old one anyway. I want a newer, better and prettier version. Of course, rebirth is laborious. But it’s not really starting over. I have muscle memory from doing it before. It won’t take as long this time, because I know from experience, what to do and what not to do.
P.S. I forgot to say that in addition to our sphere of individual liberty, W. J. Colville also defines our aura as our magnetism. So then, if our sphere of personal liberty is quite expansive, so is our magnetism. It makes sense. What could be more magnetic than freedom?