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The Colour of our Thoughts
The Color of Our
Thoughts
Peggy Mason
As we know, the astrological year commences with Aries, the first sign of the
zodiac, on about March 22nd. In India, very logically, this date is New Year's
Day (Ugadi). In his Discourse on that Swami said, "The name of the year is
Krodha, which means anger. This year is likely to full of manifestations of
anger..."
The color of anger in our auras is a murky red, a most unpleasant sight to
behold. Moreover Swami said that `anger heats up the blood, so much so that it
takes three months for the blood to cool down. Within that period that nerves
become weaker, even the blood cells get destroyed. Weakness is aggravated, and
the memory power is reduced. Old age sets prematurely."
I remember the starting words of Dr. Frank Baranowski, the Kirlian scientist who
can also see auras. He said that a burst of anger could generate enough energy
to light up an electric bulb. Alas the anger in so many parts of the world at
the present time would be truly frightening if we did not have the firm belief,
and assurance, that in due course it will be transformed and conquered by the
power of love.
It behooves every single one of us to play our small part in this tremendous
task, for which the Avatar, the embodiment of love, has come among us. As he has
said, "When there is a small local disturbance a police constable is enough to
put it down; when the trouble is threatening to develop into sizeable
proportions a police inspector is sent; when it grows into a riot the
Superintendent of Police has to quell it. But when, as now, all mankind is
threatened with moral ruin, the Inspector General comes down that is, the
Lord."
It is our task, our duty, to control our thoughts and emotions all the time and
in all circumstances to send out love. It is certainly not easy on occasions but
it can be achieved. The great soul Paramahansa Yogananda demonstrated this in a
dramatic fashion when he was attacked in America, by three thugs who demanded
his money in no uncertain terms. He felt and showed no fear, simply handed them
his purse, and looked at them with pure love. He projected such love that the
thugs were struck by some force they did not understand. Then one of them handed
his purse, mumbling `We can't take it from you, and they fled in panic!'
I wonder if we realize just how many occult phrases we use in our every day
speech? I wonder too, when all these psychically truthful expressions crept into
the language not only into English, but also as far as more I am aware, into
all languages? Was it when people in general were more clairvoyant, and could
see the changes in the Aura, as well as being more aware of Psychic truths? Let
us take, as one example of words of a prisoner in the dock describing what
happened to him when he committed the offence for which he is being tried: "I
just saw red. Something came over me. I blacked out. I don't know what got into
me. When I came to myself
In this one paragraph there are five phrases of
occult truth."
Seeing red: When violent anger is aroused the entire aura oval shaped etheric
envelope that surrounds our physical bodies is suffused with a ghastly red that
can obliterate all other colors. Moreover the thought forms, which are emitted
from it, and directed towards the object of anger, take the shape of stabbing,
pointed knives reminiscent of lightning.
Something got into me: How true! For such an eruption of anger immediately
attracts those lower astral entities which feed vicariously on these unpleasant
and violent emotions and as it were, sprawl on the person, egging him on.
Blacked out: In this particular instance this simply means the entity or
entities succeeded in getting into the man's auric field or envelope,
temporarily taking possession of him, so that his own etheric body was driven
out causing loss of consciousness, however briefly. Therefore the phrase "I don't
know what got into me."
"When I came to myself" is equally descriptive of man's consciousness returning
while he did not know what he was doing when he was committing a horrible crime.
How often it happens that the person has no recollection of perpetrating the
actual deed but only of the mounting rage that led to it.
Equally correct in its description: "He is green with envy." This is a most
unpleasant, murky green, often flecked with red if the envy also produces
feelings of anger against the one envied. Feeling blue. Here again the blue is a
dark muddied, gray blue, the very opposite of the beautiful clear shining blue
of aspiration to a high ideal and of love. And by contrast we have feeling in
the pink, when the aura shows plenty of warmth affection and happiness. Alas,
there are many emotions, which are rightly called black: black despair, black
depression, a black mood, black malice, and of course, black magic. Then we have
the expressions livid with fear, for fear produces a livid color tinged with
dirty green a color that instantly repulses animals. But if the aura shows a
calm, welcoming color, such as orange, a fearful animal will lose its
apprehension. This is not to be confused with taking a jaundiced view of things!
This critical carping yellow is not pleasant, quite unlike the clear yellow of a
lively intellect. Yet when this becomes shadowed down by a kind of mental
lethargy in which the nondescript colors of general laziness and dejection are
mixed, we say quite rightly that browned off, or perhaps in brown study, in
which nothing is happening! We are certainly not seeing the world through
rose-colored spectacles!
When we say we are washed out or run down we are speaking the literal truth, for
when the vitality is low the aura is not only pale and insipid, but the fine
lines or rays which spread out from the center to the periphery of the health
aura actually sag and droop down at the ends. Then, indeed our batteries need
recharging. The expression "Oh! You made me jump of my skin!" is also a literal
one, for a sudden fright dislodges, momentarily, the etheric body. It is never
wise to play this kind of joke on someone, for it can be very painful while the
etheric settles in again. Of course, when we doze off while sitting in a chair,
the etheric body has gradually dislodged, even an inch or so, quite naturally
for this is what causes sleep (as opposed to an anesthetic, which forces it out)
and when we sometimes wake up with a jerk or a twitch, the etheric body has
suddenly slid back very quickly.
We are constantly affecting others by our auric vibrations according to our
state of mind. These vibrations can uplift or contaminate them, be calm,
peaceful and loving, or depressing, negative or even downright evil. There is a
reason why a belligerent crowd, seeking revenge or filled with anger or hate is
called an ugly crowd. It is indeed and each member infects the one next to him,
resulting in unreasoning mob hysteria.
By contrast the aura of the Avatar is literally out of this world. As Baranowski
and others have described it: the white for energy is fantastic, his hand
movements are spirals of energy. There is a pure blue, and mauve, but above all
the rose pink of universal selfless love which flows out to embrace an entire
audience of people; and even beyond that bands of gold and silver
for those of
us without the clairvoyant gift, to be within that aura is a benediction.
So let us constantly monitor our emotions and strive to eradicate even our petty
irritations, thoughtlessness, selfishness negativity and above all, anger in
fact that is lacking in love, always remembering the Avatar's omnipresence in
our daily lives. And if and when we are privileged to be in his physical
presence, and he walks among us at darshan, it is certainly not the color of our
saris of which he takes note, but the color of our thoughts.
Source: A Quarterly Magazine Dedicated to Sathya Sai Baba, Autumn 1985. Also
appeared in Spiritual Impressions, Mar-Apr 2000.
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