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Blue

Blue

It was a cold but sunny day and I was cuddled up under the covers with Luna as she slept for her afternoon nap.  I was watching the sunlight make rainbows in her hair and admiring the gleaming yellow aura haloing around her body.  I put my hand up in the air with the backdrop of the white ceiling and started to admire my own aura glow.  I’ve always been able to see them but I put it off as a trick of the eye, or sunlight, or the color someone was wearing.  It wasn’t until a few years ago when I started doing chakra work, particularly third eye, that I could no longer deny what I was seeing.  I had been recently practicing viewing plant auras and during the early hours of my labor with Luna I found great comfort in watching the auras of the large trees humming in our backyard.  

 

As I laid there watching the glimmer between my fingers I felt myself letting go.  Then suddenly the most brilliant glow illuminated from the palm of my hand.  I let out a breath and smiled as the light danced around me, I had never seen anything like it and as tears streamed down my face I fluttered my hand plying with the dancing light.  I felt my soul fill up my body and everything made sense to me; I am blue.  I put my hand down and laid there in awe cuddled up with my baby.  

 

Once she woke I ran out to my studio and grabbed my watercolors and paper, I just had to paint what I saw.  I tried sheet after sheet to get it right but kept coming up short.  It wasn’t until the next day I saw my brushes and paper sitting out on the floor, music was playing and Luna was laying on her quilt playing with her rainbow ball.  I was singing to her and felt myself being free with the paintbrush and it came to me.  My self portrait. 

A Misty Winter Sunday

A Misty Winter Sunday

Part II: Let it Happen

Part II: Let it Happen

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