As a victim of aura theft, I knew I could take back my power by losing 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 to get accustomed to determine our psychic state regardless of physical environments.” On a side note, this basically sums up the “doctrine” of Abraham Hicks.
“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 our auras are under our own control. And perhaps, the 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 Grace chooses for you, you can get back 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 frequently, Zoe Ellis, Minister of Music, leads the ensemble in “I Am Free.” To me, getting free means building, plank by plank, that rainbow belief bridge I mentioned earlier. It is the fridge that 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’m at a crossroad. And, I have become aware of my cult programming because I have studied myself as a means of reverse engineering how it is that I came to be enslaved. The conclusion I reached, maybe because it makes me feel like I have some control, is that fear is the reason. Fear made me the ideal candidate for enslavement into victimhood. However, I no longer blame my very sensitive 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 impressionable child psyche. I was born into radical. I was radical. I am radical. I’ve had radical faith. I have radical faith. But 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 my naivety abruptly ended. My faith was easier to exercise before I ate the fruit; before the death of my naïvety. But there is no going back.
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 -Genesis 2:17 KJV
Let Me Interrupt Myself to Say How I Ended up With a Rainbow Aura in the First Place.
I’m talking about the stolen one. I mean, yes, in previous entries, I attributed each color to a placement within my astrological natal chart. But I didn’t tell the story of how it all came together. It goes something like this. Like the sign of Libra, the planet Uranus, my natal chart co-ruler, gets a little extra credit for its role in the formation of my rainbow aura. In its quest for freedom, Uranus, which resides in my 8th house and in the watery sign of Scorpio, facilitated sudden storms of chaos and change.
Pluto also an 8th house resident, used the lightening storm to burn everything to the ground.
It was a tower moment that preceded the rebuild. Because Uranus is the Alchemist, it asked, “What can I make that represents the freedom that came from all this destruction?” Libra, the sign next door, who overheard the question, took out its birthstone, the opal, and showed it to Uranus. “I am known for balance and harmony,” Libra said as it slowly oscillated the gem revealing its many colors.
“The recipe for a rainbow includes rain. And the sudden watery storms which you facilitated have already produced that ingredient. The other chart placements, your neighbors, have the remaining components.” Libra continued, “And with the contribution of balance and harmony from the planets which reside in my sign, together we can manifest a rainbow.” Libra raised the opal again and Uranus, who could now see its glinting rainbow, agreed.
The way to get back a stolen aura is to let it go.
You don’t want that one anyway. You want a newer, better and prettier version. But you’re going to need to rebuild it from scratch. But’s it’s not really starting over. It won’t take as long this time because you already have all the experience and lessons from the first, second and/ or third go around. You know what to do and what not to do.