I don't remember the exact moment I saw my first aura. I do know that when I was 15 I saw my first aura that was not around a person. It was a florescent bluish-purple light around my kitchen table. I was taken off guard and felt a little scared. However, I always had very loving understanding parents. I was able to talk about it with them. I believe I've always seen auras around people I just didn't know what it was. To me it was normal, nothing strange. When I was younger I sensed them more than I saw them. The older I got the more it came to life visually.

It was exciting, an adventure. I was excited to share my experiences with friends and family. I soon learned however, that seeing auras was not something everyone could do. As I shared my experiences with others outside my family I found that I soon became known as strange and evil. At one point in time I even heard that people were saying I was a devil worshiper. I grew up in a very small town where nothing stays secret for long. I quickly found I could not talk about this with others outside of my family, and a few close friends. That was a lonely place to be.

As an adult I still rarely share my gift with many people. The people that I usually share with have heard about me from family members. I've been encouraged at times to write a book about seeing auras and spirits, another gift I have, which is what brings me to this blog. I realize now that there are more people like me, having experiences that they would like to talk about and share. This blog is somewhere for people to share their experiences and have open discussions about them. I look forward to our many conversations.