BY EDGAR CAYCE
The essay herein
contained is the last labor to which Edgar Cayce put his hand. The color chart
was returned to me with corrections in his own hand awkwardly written. With it
was a note, also written in longhand. “I cannot use my typewriter,” it said. “I
have lost the use of my left arm and my right leg is numb. I presume I have had
a slight stroke.”
That was in September. A month
before, on my porch here in Clearwater, while we watched the porpoises sporting
in the Gulf of Mexico and admired the spectacular sunsets, the booklet was
planned. The human aura was one of our favorite subjects of conversation;
whenever we got together I questioned him about his ability to see colors
emanating from persons, and he always had some new and interesting anecdotes
concerning this strange power, which because it functioned while he was fully
conscious, in many, many ways intrigued him more than his gifts for giving
readings. At least it entertained him more at the moment it was taking place,
for despite all the readings he gave, he never heard one. During all of the
most interesting portions of his life he was asleep.
We were in the process of
working out a new publication program during this visit, and it occurred to me
that a short but instructive article on auras would be helpful to members of the
Association, particularly if it carried Mr. Cayce’s interpretation of colors,
worked out over a long period of years by patient trial and error. I made the
suggestion to him, and he gave me the usual answer that he didn’t know enough
about the subject, had no background in it, etc. ad infinitum. He had a very
low opinion of anything he said while awake. I then put it differently. I
asked him if he would collaborate with me, and since he apparently had not the
power to refuse me anything I asked (any more than he had the power to refuse
anyone else) he said yes.
We set to work immediately,
right there on the porch, and I began making notes. By the time the text was
ready he had returned to Virginia Beach, had fallen ill, and was at Roanoke
resting. Early in December he was brought home to the house on Arctic Crescent.
There, on the night of January 3, 1945, he passed away.
I remember him form those August
days for so many things. He was so thin and tired and wistful. Yet his face
lighted with transcendent joy when he saw me enter the water and slosh away on
my own, swimming on my back in the warm, still water. He loved the Australian
pines in front of our cottage, and wanted to have some sent to Virginia Beach,
to plant along the lake behind the house. He was disappointed when he learned
that they would not flourish far north.
“Then I will have to come down
here,” he said. “You find a place, and we will get it together. I can rest
here. I dreamed the other night that I was on a train coming to Florida. I had
retired, and was going to live here.”
I urged him to remain longer
with me; I pressed him to give up the interminable, punishing hours he put in at
the mounting stacks of correspondence. I suggested that he spend him time
fishing and gardening, except for the periods when the readings were given. But
these requests were to him unreasonable. In the letters which came to him were
tales of misfortune and suffering. Each was a cry for help. He would have
heard it as well in the garden or on the dock. If he could have answered it at
once he would not have minded so much. But when he had to put off the
reading at first for weeks, then for months, then for a year or more, his heart
was heavy and his mind became numb with the burden of his helplessness. Through
he stayed asleep longer than ever before and pushed his output of readings to
unprecedented heights, he could make but a small dent in the pile of requests.
It was this more than anything which broke him.
On the day he left we drove with
him as far as Lakeland. Along the way we stopped and ate a picnic lunch.
Together we rehearsed our plans: publication and research were gradually to work
their way to the fore of the Association’s work, giving to everyone the wisdom
and instruction of the readings. Gradually he was to slacken his own work until
it was devoted mainly to general readings on research subjects and for guidance
and instruction. In this way the best that he had to give would be available to
all. That way he would live long and help everyone, we were sure.
At Lakeland he stepped from the
car and turned to smile at me and squeeze my hand. “Well, when we meet again
we’ll have everything worked out fine,” he said. October was the date we had
set. He would return then for a longer rest.
But the dreams that came to him
here in our sunshine, and the whispers he heard in the Australian pines, were
promises from another land. He will rest there, and just as he said, when we
meet again we’ll have everything worked out fine.
Two days after his death the
proofs of this booklet arrived. In them is his final message, a plea for faith,
hope, and charity, and above all, the courage and wisdom to engage in what
Stephen MacKenna described as, “an active mental life, with a little love to
warm it.” For the burden of all the readings is the necessity for man to take
up his cross “Mind is the builder: knowledge not lived becomes sin; in every
person of whatever station look not for things to criticize, but for something
you adore in your Creator; for you will not enter the kingdom of heaven, except
leaning upon the arm of someone you have helped.”
Clearwater Beach, Fla.,
January 15, 1945.
NOTE: Thomas Sugrue, author of
There is a River, the authoritative biography of Edgar Cayce, was the
victim of a rare paralytic disease, and was saved from complete immobility and
almost certain death by Mr. Cayce’s “readings” for him. This preface, written a
few days after Edgar Cayce’s death, reveals the deep personal and spiritual bond
between the two men.
Ever since I can
remember I have seen colors in connection with people. I do not remember a time
when the human beings I encountered did not register on my retina with blues and
greens and reds gently pouring from their heads and shoulders. It was a long
time before I realized that other people did not see these colors; it was a long
time before I heard the word aura, and learned to apply it to this phenomenon
which to me was commonplace. I do not ever think of people except with their
auras; I see them change in my friends and loved ones as time goes by sickness,
dejection, love, fulfillment these are all reflected in the aura, and for me the
aura is the weathervane of the soul. It show which way the winds of destiny are
Many people are able to see
auras; many have had experiences similar to mine not knowing for many years that
it was something unique. One of my friends, a lady, who is a member of the
Association, told me this:
All during my childhood I saw
colors in connection with people, but did not realize that it was uncommon. One
day the appearance of a woman in our neighborhood struck me as odd, though I
could not for the moment see anything strange about her. When I got home it
suddenly struck me that she had no colors about her. Within a few weeks this
woman died. That was my first experience with what I have learned to look upon
as a natural actions of nature.
Apparently the aura reflects the
vibrations of the soul. When a Person is marked for death the soul begins to
withdraw and the aura naturally fades. At the end there is only a slim
connection and the break is easy. I have heard that when people died suddenly,
in accidents, the passing was very difficult because the way had not been
A person’s aura tells a great
deal about him, and when I understood that few people saw it and that it had a
spiritual significance, I began to study the colors with an idea of discovering
their meaning. Over a period of years I have built up a system which from time
to time I have checked with other persons who see auras. It is interesting to
note that in almost all interpretation these other people and I agree .We only
differ with regard to the colors which are in our own auras. This is curious,
for it show how universal are nature’s laws. We know that opposites attract and
likes repel. Well, have a lot of blue in my aura and my interpretation of this
color does not always jibe with that of a person whose aura does not contain it
and who therefore interprets it objectively. One lady I know has a great deal
of green in her aura, and she is inclined to dislike green in the aura of
others, and place a disagreeable interpretation on it, whereas it is the color
of healing and a fine one to have.
Occasionally I have found in
books devoted to occult sciences, definitions of colors, and these are generally
in accord with what I have found by experience to be true. The reading of any
particular aura, however, is a skill that is gained over a long period of time
by constant observation and endless trial and error. The intermingling of the
colors, their relationship one to another, and the dominance of one over the
other, are matters which must be considered before rendering a judgment. I am
generally better able to “read” persons I know than strangers, although certain
general characteristics of the strangers, strike me immediately. But to be
helpful I find it best to know the individual. Then I can tell him when I see
the twinkling lights of success and achievement, or warn him when melancholy or
illnesses threaten. Of course I do not do this professionally. I would not
think of such a thing. But I believe it is an ability which all people will
someday possess, and therefore I want to do what I can to get folks used to the
idea of auras, so they will begin to attempt to see themselves.
I have been told that with
proper equipment it is possible for almost anyone to see an aura. Equipment has
been built for this purpose, and I once met a professor who said that he not
only had seen auras but in his laboratory had measured and weighed them.
Where do the colors come from,
and what makes them shift and change? Well color seems to be a characteristic
of the vibration of matter, and our souls seem to reflect it in this
three-dimensional world through atomic patterns. We are patterns, and we
project colors, which are there for those who can see them.
In his remarkable book, Pain,
Sex, and Time, Gerald Heard, speaking of the evidence for the evolution of
consciousness, points out that our ability to see colors is expanding. The
easiest color to see as you know is red. At that end of the spectrum the waves
of light are long. At the other end, where blue runs into indigo and violet,
the waves are short. According to heard, who is a reliable scholar, our ability
to see blue is very recent. Natives who live on the Blue Nile in Africa do not
know it by that name. Their title for it, when translated, means brown. Homer,
all through the Iliad and Odyssey, describes the Mediterranean as the “wine dark
sea.” Mr. Heard says that apparently Homer caught “the slight tinge of red in
the purple of the Mediterranean,” but did not see its predominant blue.
Aristotle, moreover, said that the rainbow had only three colors: red, yellow
and green. We all know that perspective in painting is recent, and it is
apparently undeveloped in many primitive people to this day, for travelers in
the remote Pacific Islands have found that natives looking at motion pictures
are unable to perceive anything but a flat surface their eyes cannot give
three-dimensionality to the pictures.
So it would seem that our eyes
gradually are gaining in power. I have heard many people comment on the
prevalence of spectacles among our civilized people. They have seemed to
consider this a bad thing. Could it be that it is a result of constant
straining on the part of our eyes to see more and to bring us to the next step
of evolution? I think this is true and will be recognized in the future. The
Japanese, For instance, are just emerging for a medieval civilization, and in
attempting to see the things we already perceive they have strained their eyes
so that most every one of them wears glasses.
What will it means to us if we
make this next evolutionary step? Well, it will mean that we can see auras.
What will this mean? I am going to answer that by telling two experiences of a
friend of mine who is able to see auras.
This person, a woman, told me
Whenever a person, whether it be
a stranger, an intimate friend, or member of my family, decides to tell me an
untruth, or to evade a direct and frank answer to a question of mine, I see a
streak of lemony green shoot through his aura, horizontally, just over his
head. I call it gas-light green, and I never known it to fail as an indication
of evasion or falsification. I was a school teacher for many years, and my
students marveled at my ability to catch them in any detour from the truth.
Imagine what that will
mean everyone able to see when you plan to tell them a lie, even a little white
one. We will all have to be frank, for there will no longer be such a thing as
Now let me tell you the other
One day in a large city I
entered a department store to do some shopping. I was on the sixth floor and
rang for the elevator. While I was waiting for it I noticed some bright red
sweaters, and thought I would like to look at them However, I had signaled for
the elevator, and when it came I stepped forward to enter it. It was almost
filled with people, but suddenly I was repelled. The interior of the car,
although well-lighted, seemed dark to me. Some thing was wrong. Before I could
analyze my action I said, “Go ahead,” to the operator, and stepped back. I went
over to look at the sweaters, and then I realized what had made me uneasy. The
people in the elevator had no auras. While I was examining the sweaters, which
had attracted me by their bright red hues the color of vigor and energy the
elevator cable snapped, the car fell to the basement, and all the occupants were
You see what the knack of seeing
auras will mean when it becomes a common ability. Danger, catastrophe,
accidents, death will not come unannounced. We will see them on their way as
did the prophets of old; and as the prophets of old we will recognize and
welcome our own death, understanding its true significance.
It is difficult to project our
selves into such a world, a world were people will see each other’s faults and
virtues, their weaknesses and strength, their sickness, their misfortune, their
coming success. We will see ourselves as others see us and we will be an
entirely different type of person, for how many of our vices will persist when
all of them are known to everyone?
One more comment on the
possibilities of the future; then we will return to the more mundane present.
Another person who sees auras once told me this:
If I am talking to a person and
he makes a statement of opinion which reflects a prejudice gained in one of his
former lives, I see as he speaks a figure in his aura, which is a reflection of
the personality he was in that time I see, that is, the body of a Greek, or an
Egyptian, or what ever he happened to be. As soon as we pass on to another
subject and the opinion gained in that incarnation passes, the figure
disappears. Later he will express another view. Perhaps he will say, “I have
always loved Italy and wanted to go there,” and as he speaks I will see the
figure of a Renaissance man or an old Roman. During the courses of and
afternoon’s conversation I may see six or eight of these figures.
Well, what is that but a Life
Reading, except for the interpretations and judgments? It sounded so strange
when I heard it that I was inclined to be skeptical, until one evening at dusk
when, sitting on the porch of a friend’s house, I saw the thing myself. My
friend was speaking earnestly to a group of people, and he made some
interpretation of English history. In his aura I saw the figure of a young
monk, and I recalled that in his Life Reading this friend had been identified as
a monk in England.
“But what do auras mean to the
majority of people, who cannot see them,” you ask? Well, the majority of people
do see them, I believe, but do not realize it. I believe anyone can figure out
what another person’s aura is in a general way, if he will take note of the
colors which a person habitually uses in the matter of clothing and decoration.
How many times have you said of a woman, “Why does she wear that color? It does
not suit her at all.” How many times have you said, How beautiful she looks in
that dress. The color is just right for her. She was made to wear it.” In
both cases you have been reading an aura. The second woman was wearing a color
which harmonized with her aura. All of you know what colors are helpful to your
friends, and bring out the best in them they are the colors that beat with the
same vibrations as the aura, and thus strengthen and heighten it. By watching
closely you can even discover changes in your friends as they are reflected in a
shift in the color predominating in their wardrobe.
Let me give you an example, one
that has to do with health as it is indicated in the aura. I know a man who
from boyhood wore nothing but blue frequently I have seen him with a blue suit,
blue shirt, blue tie, and even blue socks. One day he went into a store to buy
some ties. He was surprised to find that he had selected several which were
maroon in color. He was even more surprised when as time went on, he began to
choose shirts with garnet stripes and ties and pocket handkerchief sets in
various shades of scarlet. This went on for several years, during which time he
became more nervous and more tired. He was working too hard and eventually he
had a nervous breakdown.
During this time the red had
grown in prominence in his aura. Now gray, the color of illness began to creep
into the red, but as he recovered, the gray disappeared and then the blue began
to eat up the red. Eventually all the red was consumed and he was well. Nor
did he ever afterward wear anything red, scarlet, or maroon.
In another case a woman who
ordinarily wore greens and yellows, went to a dress shop which she had
patronized for years. The proprietress brought out several dresses but seemed
perplexed when the lady tried them on. “I don’t know what it is,” the
proprietress said, “but you need something red or pink. I have never thought
you could wear those colors but something in you seems to call for them now.”
The lady eventually bought a dress with red stripes. Within a month she was in
a hospital, suffering from a nervous condition. She recovered, and continued to
patronize the same dress shop, but the proprietress never again suggested that
she wear red or pink.
the first of the primary colors and in ancient symbolism it represented the
body, the earth, and hell, all three of which meant the same thing in the old
mystery religions. The earth was the irrational world into which the soul
descended from heaven. The body was the earth form which held the soul
captive. Heaven was blue, and the spirit was blue. The mind was associated
with yellow. It is interesting that in some systems of metaphysics blue is
considered to be the true color of the sun; that is, if we could be outside
earth we would see the sun as a blue light soft, powerful, and spiritual. The
yellow color is supposed to result from the collision of the sun’s rays with the
atmosphere of earth. Since the greatest spiritual weapon of man is his
intellect, it is natural that mind be associated with the sun’s color in this
As to the meaning of red, it
indicates force, vigor and energy. Its interpretation depends upon the shade,
and as with all colors, upon the relationship of other colors. Dark red
indicates high temper, and it is a symbol of nervous turmoil. A person with
dark red in his aura may not be weak outwardly, but he is suffering in some way,
and it is reflected in his nervous system. Such a person is apt to be
domineering and quick to act. If the shade of red is light it indicates a
nervous, impulsive, very active person, one who is probably self-centered.
Scarlet indicates an overdose of ego. Pink, or coral, is the color of
immaturity. It is seen usually in young people, and if it shows up in the aura
of one who is grown it indicates delayed adolescence, a childish concern with
self. In all cases of red there is a tendency to nervous troubles, and such
people ought to take time to be quiet and get outside themselves.
Red is the color of the planet
Mars, and corresponds to do, the first note in the musical scale. In early
Christianity it signified the suffering and death of Christ, and was the color
of war, strife and sacrifice.
Orange is the
color of the sun. It is vital, and a good color generally, indicating
thoughtfulness and consideration of others. Again, however, it is a matter of
shade. Golden orange is vital and indicates self-control, whereas brownish
orange shows a lack of ambition and a don’t-care attitude. Such people may be
repressed, but usually they are just lazy. People with orange in their auras
are subject to kidney trouble.
In the early church orange
signified glory, virtue, and the fruits of the earth, all of these being
connected naturally with the sun. In the musical scale the note re
corresponds to orange.
Yellow is the second primary
color. When it is golden yellow it indicates health and well-being. Such people
take good care of them, don’t worry, and learn easily; good mentality is natural
in them. They are happy, friendly, and helpful. If the yellow is ruddy, they
are timid. If they are red-heads they are apt to have an inferiority complex.
They are thus apt often to be indecisive and weak in will, inclined to let other
In the musical scale the note
mi corresponds to yellow, and Mercury is the planet of this color.
green, particularly if it has a dash of blue, is the color of healing. It is
helpful, strong, and friendly. It is the color of doctors and nurses, who
invariably have a lot of it in their auras. However, it is seldom a dominating
color, usually being over-shadowed by one of its neighbors. As it tends toward
blue it is more helpful and trustworthy. As it tends toward yellow it is
weakened. A lemony green, with a lot of yellow is deceitful. As a rule the
deep, healing green is seen in small amounts, but it is good to have a little of
it in your aura.
Saturn is the planet of this
color, and fa is its musical note. In the early church it symbolized
youthfulness and the fertility of nature, taking this quite naturally from the
sight of the fields in spring.
Blue has always
been the color of the spirit, the symbol of contemplation, prayer, and heaven.
The sky is blue because gas molecules in the air cause light rays from the sun
to be scattered. This is the scientific explanation but, as I have mentioned
before, blue is said to be the true color of the sun, and it is also the color
of the planet Jupiter, which is the ruler of great thoughts and high-mindedness.
Almost any kind of blue is good,
but the deeper shades are best. Pale blue indicates little depth, but a struggle
toward maturity. The person may not be talented, but he tries. He will have
much heartache and many headaches, but he will keep going in the right
direction. The middle blue, or aqua, belongs to a person who will work harder
and get more done than the fellow with the light blue, though there may be
little difference between them in talent. Those with the deep blue have found
tier work and are immersed in it. They are apt to be moody and are almost
always unusual persons, but they have a mission and they steadfastly go about
fulfilling it. They are spiritual-minded for the most part, and their life is
usually dedicated to an unselfish cause, such as science, art, or social
service. I have seen many Sisters of Mercy with this dark blue, and many
writers and singers also.
The musical note of blue is
sol, and in the early church the color was assigned to the highest
attainments of the soul.
Indigo and Violet
Indigo and violet indicate
seekers of all types, people who are searching for a cause or a religious
experience. As these people get settled in their careers and in their beliefs,
however, these colors usually settle back into deep blue. It seems that once
the purpose is set in the right direction, blue is the natural emanation of the
soul. Those who have purple are inclined to be overbearing, for here there is an
infiltration of pink. Heart trouble and stomach trouble are rather common to the
person with indigo, violet and purple in their auras.
Venus is the planet of indigo,
and la is its musical note. The moon is the planet of violet and ti
is its musical note. The moon is the planet of violet and ti is its
musical note. In the early church indigo and violet meant humiliation and
The perfect color, of course, is
white, and this is what we are all striving for. If our souls were in perfect
balance then all our color vibrations would blend and we would have an aura of
pure white. Christ had this aura and it is shown in many paintings of Him,
particularly those which depicts Him after the resurrection. You recall that He
said at the tomb, “Touch men not for I am newly risen.” He meant that as a
warning, I think, for the vibrations of His being must at that time have been so
powerful that anyone putting a hand on Him would have been Killed shocked as if
by live wire.
Color is light, and light is the
manifestation of creation. Without light there would be no life, and no
existence. Light, in fact, is the primary witness of creation. All around us
there are colors which we cannot see, just as there are sounds we cannot hear,
and thoughts we cannot apprehend. Our world of comprehension is very small. We
can only see the few colors between red and violet, Beyond read on one side and
violet on the other are unguessed number of colors, some of them so bright and
wonderful, no doubt, we would be stricken blind if by some chance we could see
But in the fact of these colors
we cannot see, these sounds we cannot hear, these thoughts we cannot apprehend,
lies the hope of evolution and the promise of eternity. This is a small and
narrow world, and beyond it are the glories which await our souls. But if we
labor to expand our understanding and our consciousness, we can push back the
limits a little bit even while here, and thus see a little more, understand a
Five hundred years before the
birth of Christ, Pythagoras, the first philosopher, used colors for healing.
Today medical science is just beginning to see the possibilities in this
method. If colors are vibrations of spiritual forces, they should be able to
help in healing our deepest and most subtle maladies. Together with music, which
is a kindred spiritual force, they form a great hope for the therapy for the
But I do not think that color
therapy will become widespread or practical until we have accepted the truth of
auras and become accustomed to reading them in order to discover what imbalance
is disturbing a person. Of course, we cannot transform all auras into a pure
white light, but we can learn to detect signs of physical, mental and nervous
disorders, and treat them in a proper way.
An aura is an effect, not a
cause. Every atom, every molecule, every group of atoms and molecules however,
simple or complex, however large or small, tells the story of itself, its
pattern, its purpose, through the vibrations which emanate from it. Colors are
the perceptions of these vibrations by the human eye. As the souls of
individuals travel through the realms of being they shift and change their
patterns as they use or abuse the opportunities presented to them. Thus at any
time, in any world, a soul will give off through vibrations the story of itself
and the condition in which it now exists. If another consciousness can apprehend
those vibrations and understand them it will know the state of its fellow being,
the plight he is in, or the progress he has made.
So, when I see an aura, I see
the man as he is, through the details are missing. I believe the details are
there, but they are missing from my perception and understanding. By experience
I have learned to tell a good deal from the intensity of the colors, their
distribution, and the positions they occupy. The aura emanates from the whole
body, but usually it is most heavy and most easily seen around the shoulders and
head, probably because of the many glandular and nervous centers located in
those parts of the body. The dark shades generally denote more application, more
will power, and more spirit. The basic color changes as the person develops or
retards, but lighter shades and the pastels blend and shift more rapidly as the
temperament expresses itself. The mind, builder of the soul, is the essential
governing factor in the aura; but food, environment, and other conditions have
their effect. Sometimes outside forces bring about a change. I once met a man
in whose aura I saw a shaft of light, coming downward over his left shoulder.
In it there was some white, a great deal of green, and a great deal of red with
blue mixed in it. I read this as a sign that the man was receiving information
inspirationally, which he was using for constructive purposes. I wondered if he
was a writer, for it stuck me that this would be a proper aura for such work. I
asked him, and he told me that although he had been a writer, he was now engaged
in lecturing and teaching, still giving information for the help of others.
The shape of the aura is
sometimes helpful. In children, for instance, it is possible to tell whether
precept will do as well. If the child is reasonable and will accept instruction
on this basis the aura will be like a rolling crown. If example is needed, the
aura will be a more definite figure, with sharp points and a variety of colors.
If the child intends to be a law unto him, the aura will be like a rolling
chain, lower than the position of a crown, going about the shoulders as well as
the head. In the green aura of healers, it the color quivers as it rises, the
person is most sympathetic. Several times I have seen people in whose auras
there were little hooks of light here and there. In each case the man had a job
as overseer of large groups of other men, a director and a leader.
Let me give you a few examples
of aura reading. These are not complete, just some notes that were taken one day
at the end of our annual congress, when I was sitting with some of the members
who had attended our meetings. Since I knew them all I gave them only and
indication of the general condition of their auras.
A woman, middle-aged: Your aura
has changed more in the last three days than any I have ever seen. Your
thoughts, your ideas, have wandered from the heights to the depths At times the
aura has been very beautiful; at others it has not been good. I have seen a
great deal of the low, dull colors, about you. Evidently something has been
worrying you. It is more mental than physical.
Young woman, a secretary” There
has been a great deal of red about you lately, which means that you have been
rather defiant. Often I have seen lines running away from your fingers when I
can’t see the aura about your face. That is probably because you think with your
fingers, writhing so much. In the last few days you have had a great deal of
purple, which means the spiritual has mingled with your defiance; your desire
and hope for better things has influenced your doubts and fears. You are sure,
but a little fearful at times that you will not be able to put it over. You also
have a great deal of coral and pink, meaning activity, but at times you smear it
with more green than white, which indicates your desire to help others
irrespective of themselves. That is not God’s way.
Middle-aged woman, a teacher:
There is a great deal of leaden gray in your aura, not only from your physical
condition but because you have been doubting your own beliefs. You have become
fearful of the thing tow which you have entrusted your whole inner self. There
also rise some smears of white, coming from your higher intellectual self, and
from your spiritual intents and purposes. Broaden these. You also have a great
deal of indigo, indicating spiritual seeking. There is green, but often fringed
with red, for sometime you would like to be in others fellow’s place, and would
like him to be in your place, so that he’d know what you go through.
A middle-aged woman, social
service worker: Your aura had been growing more and more to dark blue, golden,
and white, with more and more white. I hope it won’t entirely reach the halo,
for then I would be fearful that you were leaving us. You have white with gold,
which shows an ability to help others to help themselves. You have the ability
to magnify the virtues of an individual, and minimize his faults.
Young woman, a clerk: Your aura
is beautiful, yet often you become very fearful. At times you are easily
dissatisfied. There is a great deal of blue, which is good. You should wear
blue more often. You may not like it, but it will help you to think straight.
You will be able to sing or hum more often as you work, if you wear blue. If
you don’t wear it outside, wear it close to your body. There are also some
minerals to which you are susceptible, particularly green stones not because of
their healing quality for you, but because of the helpful influences they will
enable you to give out to others. You control others a great deal by what you
say and do, more so than you realize, yet there is a great deal of coral in your
aura, which means that you become fearful of your own choices and are unhappy in
Young woman, a nurse: In your
aura there is a great deal of green, but you often rub it out with blue, and
then streak it up with red. I would not want to be around when you do the
streaking, and most people who know you feel the same way, for when you let go
it is quite a display of temper. You have a good deal of ability, especially in
being able to act as a healing and helpful influence to others. Consequently,
the principal color in your aura is green, but you streak it up when you desire
to have your own way.
Young woman, a student: Your
aura is changing. There is a great deal of indigo, indicating the seeker. This
indigo is not always in a regular line, but looks more like tatting all around
your head. I believe this indicates that there will be a change in your
relationships with certain groups of people soon.
I have given these examples to
show how colors blend to form an aura, and how they change from time to time. I
do not expect that many of you will be able to see these colors around others,
though I am sure some of you have the power without realizing it. You can
become color-conscious, and you can learn to read auras from people’s clothes
and the colors you predominant in their surroundings their homes, their offices,
even the colors of their automobiles, their dogs, and the flowers they have
selected to grow in their gardens.
It can be a fascinating game,
noticing how persons who are quiet, dependable, sure of themselves, and
spiritual, never are seen without deep blues it is almost as if they turn things
blue by being near them. Notice how bright and sunny people, who like to laugh
and play, and who are never tired or down-hearted, will wear golden yellow and
seem to color things yellow, like a buttercup held under the chin.
Colors reflect the soul and the
spirit, the mind and the body, but remember they indicate lack of perfection,
incompleteness. If we were all we should be, pure white would emanate from us.
Strive toward that, and when you see it in others, follow it as if it were a
star. It is. But we who must take solace from smaller things can draw comfort
from blue, get strength from red and be happy in the laughter and sunshine of
Mars Force Nervousness,
Re Sun Thoughtfulness,
Mercury Health Timidity,
Saturn Healing, Mixed with Yel-
Jupiter Spiritual, Struggle,
La Venus Seeking,
Heart & Stomach
Seeking, Heart & Stomach