I’ve always been a skeptic. I needed a spirit to talk to ME before I really ever TRULY believed it was happening to others. And yet now, even after getting my proof, I’m still on the fence about “divination tools.” Tarot cards, crystals, tea leaves- you name it. I mean, maybe they work, but they really aren’t for me. I would have lumped color into that category too.
So, it was a big surprise when I was at ghost school (i.e. the Arthur Findlay College,) that color was a big focus of our learning at the beginning. P.S., if i hadn’t made this clear in previous posts, it was sort of a running joke that my group and I were in the kindergarten class. We were the beginners, and everyone knew it, so it was sort of fitting that we were doing some coloring of sorts (see picture above.) What we came to realize, though, is that we had the last laugh, because we were doing some pretty FUN stuff that the others were not. Which is not to say bringing messages through from spirits isn’t fun, but this particular exercise taught me a lot about connecting to someone “psychically, ” also something I would have easily dismissed before last week.
Before this exercise, we learned about the particular meanings each color has, and what information one can glean when colors show themselves in auras, readings, etc.. To further the lesson, our tutor, Sue, had each of us melt our choice of encaustic wax onto a 5×7 piece of specialized paper using a flat iron. The idea here was to not think about it too much. Just to go right away with your gut, with both what colors to choose and how they melt: your guide would help you to make it just right for others to read. (Thus, each persons card is individualized to them, and them only.) The above image is what I produced.
We then took our cards and went around the room, reading each others’ wax works. The kicker here was to try to blend psychically with the other person, so that your messages to them are inspired by not only what they are projecting with their energy, but also possibly what your guides (and anyone they choose to allow in!) are telling you.
I can’t say I remember a lot of the particulars in the readings given to me. I think it had to do with nerves, and me worrying about having to go in the next group. I do know that at least one person picked up on the “R” in the middle left of the image, which led them to bring up a very important father figure in my life who passed quite a few years ago. Now flip the card around….
…and voila! More stories to tell. My favorite is the almost black and white closeup of the tide receding on the sand. See it there in the purple? And how it’s reflecting the sunlight?
What I do remember most from the card readings are the ones I did for other people. Before my first reading, I was a Nervous Nellie. I had never worked with color before, or even tried to read someone without a direct smack on the back from spirit. I was just sure I was going to sound like an idiot- “I see a lot of swirls which tells me you are very confused most of the time!” HAH! Once I started, though, it was if the information just flowed almost effortlessly. I would see a shape in their card, and it just triggered this knowing that I was then able to communicate back to them. It wasn’t always literal- but for me it was as if my guide (or her aura?) would lead me to see something in particular. Once I saw the wax take form into some shape, I could then quickly surmise what it meant. (This is where you can’t think too hard, though, much like mediumship. Just trust the information you are being given in real time, because once you bring your own brain into overthinking it, you ARE gonna sound like an idiot.
One person in my group allowed me to share her card, so I could explain what I got from it. Check this out:
From this card- I asked the woman if she had two children. “Yes.” One boy and one girl? “Yes.” Does the girl have more of an outgoing personality? “Yes.” Is the boy older? “Yes.”
Seriously. I didn’t get one thing wrong with these details. Can you see anything there that would give you this information?
There they are. Two faces: one in the “blue”, one in the”pink” that told me about her family. Boy is on top so he’s older. His “meh” face told me he wasn’t as social as the younger girl.
And yes, I’m still in shock. My intuition/guide basically told me where to look and what to think. That’s some weird shee-yat right there.
From then on- I felt like the psychic gung-ho master with everyone’s cards. “You have unresolved issues with your father, don’t you!” “You’re really stuck in a rut!” HAHA! It probably did sound just that cheesy, but the thing is, I knew it was true!
I also took an aura photograph that I’m excited to share. I thought I’d get to it here, but this could quickly turn into a novel that way. In the next post, I’ll share my photograph, explain what the colors stand for (which is also part of the wax reading, but I don’t know that I utilized that aspect very much in this exercise,) and what they meant (for me) where they fell into my aura.
Lovely. Now I’ve got myself all geeked about this wax stuff again and am looking on amazon for a quick start kit. Let me know if you have any recommendations- brand? colors? And then c’mon on over and play- I’ll need the practice!
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OHHHH MY GOSH……..that is so cool! Wow…R!!
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