Getting into this Aura Stuff
Alright, so I’d been feeling pretty beat, you know? Just dragging myself through the days. Someone mentioned auras, and the idea of a ‘black aura’ came up. Honestly, it sounded a bit spooky, like something out of a movie, telling you you’re bad news or cursed.
I wasn’t about to go pay someone to tell me my colors, but I got curious. Figured I’d try to tune in myself. See if there was anything to this. What did I have to lose, right? I was already feeling like a walking zombie, so a little self-experiment couldn’t hurt none.
My First Attempts – Just Feeling Things Out
So, I started simple. Just finding some quiet time, which is a mission in itself, let me tell you. I’d sit, close my eyes, and just try to… feel. Not think, just feel. Sounds easy, but my mind was like a pinball machine at first. All over the place, buzzing with to-do lists and worries.
I wasn’t looking for actual colors floating around. I’m not really wired that way. I was just trying to sense my own, well, ‘vibe’, for lack of a better word. It was more about noticing the quality of my inner energy, if that makes any sense at all. Just trying to get a handle on what was going on inside this meat suit of mine.
The “Black Aura” – Not What I Expected
After a few days of this, consistently trying to get past the mental chatter, I started to notice something. It wasn’t a visual thing, not for me anyway. It was more like a… a density. A heavy, sort of sticky feeling, especially around my chest and stomach. Like I was carrying an invisible backpack full of wet sand.
And when I’d let my mind drift to stuff I was stressed about, or things I’d been pushing down and avoiding dealing with, that heavy feeling would get stronger, more noticeable. It was pretty consistent, that link. That’s when it kinda clicked. This “black aura” folks talk about? I reckon for me, it was this. This thick, heavy emotional gunk I was carrying.
- It wasn’t about being a bad person, or evil, or anything like that. Not at all. That was a big relief, actually, because the name sounds so negative.
- It felt more like a sign that I was just completely worn out, emotionally and physically drained. Tapped out.
- Like all those bottled-up frustrations, worries, and unspoken words were just sitting there, stagnant, weighing me down. An energy blockage, plain and simple, like a clogged pipe.
What I Figured Out Through Practice
So, through this little experiment, just sitting with myself, I realized this blackish, heavy feeling wasn’t some external dark cloud hanging over me. It was internal. It was my own energy, all bogged down and murky. Like a swamp inside. And it made total sense why I was feeling so tired and crummy all the time. My system was just overloaded with suppressed stuff I hadn’t processed.
I’d heard that a black aura could mean you’re struggling with negative emotions you’ve pushed down, or that your energy is blocked, maybe like an unbalanced chakra if you’re into that kind of thing. And yeah, that resonated big time with what I was feeling. It wasn’t about my personality being dark; it was purely about my inner emotional and spiritual state at that moment.
It was a bit of an eye-opener, to be honest. Just taking the time to check in with myself, without any fancy tools or gurus, just paying attention. It showed me that this “black aura” isn’t a judgment or a curse. It’s more like a signal from your own body and spirit saying, “Hey, buddy, I’m overloaded here! Pay attention!” It definitely pointed to that deep weariness, a real lack of vital energy, not just in my body but in my spirit.
It’s funny, you hear about rainbow auras for people who are super energetic, bubbly, and handling everything like a rockstar. I was definitely not in that camp at the time, not even close. This whole experience taught me that listening to these inner “colors” or feelings, whatever you want to call them, is pretty darn important. It’s just another way your system tries to tell you what’s really up, if you’re willing to listen.
