Today I got my aura photographed. I put my hands on the magic aura machine and it projected my colors onto a computer screen. My aura was mostly dark blue, with green swirls and a purple arc above my head. Blue is supposed to stand for emotions and creativity, green for healing and purple for intuition. What scared me was the black spot over my lungs. The first thing the aura dude asked me was, "What are you worried about?" He pointed out the black spot on my chest. I said, "money" and told him I've had a cold for a month. He suggested I tap my lungs and say ah-ah-ah-ah-ah every morning to loosen up the blockage. And also quit worrying about money. Then he said my energy was low. I asked why. He said it's because I daydream so much. "You think about your boyfriend, your family, the mountains, the lake. All your energy goes outside to them. There's less of it for you." That makes a lot of sense. Damn you, lake! Give me my energy back! Oddly enough, my stress level was low. Well, maybe not so oddly. I am usually pretty calm, unless hungry or angered. I work very hard to stay calm. The aura people tried to get me to join their meditation club. I have a gut aversion to meditation. It's just that, for me thinking about nothing doesn't seem particularly useful or enjoyable. It actually sounds boring. I like to daydream. As a writer that is half my job. To watch and hear stories in my head. If I didn't have characters constantly nagging me to write them down, I would never do it. They told me to exercise too, but they probably said that to every chubby girl who came to the aura booth. Most exercising hurts. But it would be fun to get a bike to ride (mine was stolen last year) and dance more often.
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