Seeing Auras: A Gift I’m Learning to Embrace

I’ve always known I was sensitive—emotionally, spiritually, energetically. But in 2023, something shifted. I started seeing things. Not ghosts or shadows, but auras. Colors that hovered around people like whispers of their truth.

The first time it happened, I was talking to a spiritual person who ended up being the one to help me tap into my gift. Their aura was purple—deep, powerful, and expansive. It didn’t just glow, it radiated. I didn’t know what it meant back then, but when I looked it up later, it made complete sense. Everything about them aligned with the meaning.

Around that same time, I saw a blue aura around an ex-coworker. Again, I looked it up after the fact and was stunned at how accurate it was. Quiet strength. Clear communicator. Deep feeler. I started to realize this wasn’t random—it was a pattern. A gift.

Later, I joined a women’s empowerment group—a DV support group—and my instructor had a pink aura. I didn’t notice it until the very last session. I told her, and she smiled so big and asked what it meant. I told her I wasn’t sure. But when I researched it? It matched her spirit perfectly. Gentle, nurturing, loving, emotionally strong. Everything I had grown to admire in her was reflected in that color.

Then came the moment that hit closest to home—my husband. We’ve been married four years. The beginning of our marriage was rough. Like… rock bottom rough. But we’ve climbed our way out together. One day, as he was speaking to me, I saw yellow, then green specks, then orange. It was beautiful. Like watching the evolution of someone’s soul unfold in real time. And yes—I looked it up. And yes—it felt like the universe winking at me again.

Today, it happened again. I was speaking with a woman—my “stand-in therapist.” It was our final meeting. As it ended, my mind went quiet and I became really receptive, like her words were echoing through my entire being. That’s when I saw yellow around her. When I told her, she asked if that was a good thing, and I told her: “I don’t know yet, but I get the feeling of someone holding it all together, even when it’s hard. Someone who still leads with joy.” When I looked it up… yep. Spot on.

So today, I made a decision.

I’m going to learn more about auras—not just for me, but for the people I meet, connect with, love, and help. I want to honor what I see. I want to share it. And I want to trust this gift, even if I don’t fully understand it yet.

Here’s to more color. More light. More truth.

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