Zusatztext "This book is recommended for anyone interested in natural healing. That includes all seekers after a holistic experience of self-development and healing." Informationen zum Autor Vicky Wall (1918-1991) was one of the first women appointed as a surgical chiropodist in England! and she taught at many teaching hospitals in London. After losing her eyesight! she developed the Aura-Soma color system and was able to help it become firmly established as a new healing modality prior to her death. Klappentext Aura-Soma is an innovative approach to soul therapy that relies on the subtle energies contained in colored liquids made from plant extracts! essential oils! and crystal and gem elixirs. The energetic properties of the liquids interact with one's aura to promote equilibrium in the body! mind! and spirit! and inspire consciousness of our soul's purpose. Chapter 5 The Colors Arise Equilibrium Is Born Deep into a week of crisis with unlooked for pressures and deadlines to meet, I sought for peace and renewal within my meditations. That night my meditation turned out to be weird, but wonderful. After I had achieved the earthly detachment necessary, I found myself suddenly enveloped in the most beautiful cascade of color, which advanced and receded like the ebb and flow of the tide, sighing softly as it went. As it came toward me rhythmically, I longed to remain within it; my whole being was diffused with vibrant new energies and peace. The peace that passeth all understanding had flooded me entirely. The third eye had opened fully. The world with its pressures, its commands, and demands was no longer with me. Then came the still small voice that I had listened to and obeyed so many times throughout this life. It came as if from the hollow of a cave, resounding, almost an echo within itself. Divide the waters, my child. Divide the waters? I repeated and came back to earth with a thud. What waters? I thought, dismissing it as imaginative nonsense, and rather suspecting that I had gone too high. I decided it was time to earth myself. The second night was a repetition with again the injunction: Divide the waters. Once again, mystified, I came out of meditation quite quickly. On the third night, I began to feel as Samuel in the temple, for I could no longer ignore the voice, even though the common sense part of me said, What are we thinking about? I'm not Moses. I'm blind, only forty per cent of my heart working, nearly seventy years old. So who on earth would I be leading into what Promised Land? But I could not dismiss it, and I got up out of bed. For the life of me, I do not remember the next few hours, nor how Equilibrium was actually born. I only know that other hands guided mine that night; Equilibrium was researched for and found again. The morning came and Margaret's remark was, Whatsoever were you up to last night? And just what are all the lovely bottles for? I don't know, I said. Then why did you make them? queried Margaret, with her usual practicality. They must have a purpose. The breakfast table is not usually a place where one wishes to go into details that seem weird and inexplicable, although I knew that Margaret would have understood my feelings. We continued to eat in silence. My spiritual walk-abouts would take me, on occasion, well into the night, so I needed to eat and earth properly before discussing anything. Furthermore, I did not understand it myself. I needed my morning ruminative walk and silent communing, within which, I knew, something would be revealed. I had faith that the whole matter would be fully displayed to me when the time was appropriate. That there was a message and a purpose I had no doubt. As if drawn, I entered again the tiny room downstairs in which the birth had taken place. We stood...

Autorentext
Vicky Wall (1918-1991) was one of the first women appointed as a surgical chiropodist in England, and she taught at many teaching hospitals in London. After losing her eyesight, she developed the Aura-Soma color system and was able to help it become firmly established as a new healing modality prior to her death.

Klappentext

Aura-Soma is an innovative approach to soul therapy that relies on bottles of dual-colored liquids that incorporate plant extracts, essential oils, and the energies and extracts of precious and semiprecious stones. The energetic properties found in the liquids interact with the individual's aura to help support equilibrium in the body, mind, and spirit. The practice of Aura-Soma was developed by Vicky Wall, who drew upon the mystical traditions of the Kabbalah and the medicinal and healing qualities of living plants that she learned from her father. Clairvoyant from childhood, she was able to perceive the subtle energies surrounding an individual. As an adult, this clairvoyant ability was amplified as her physical sight diminished and was eventually lost. Having been an apprentice to a pharmacist in an earlier phase of her life, her understanding of the significance of combining substances resurfaced as she created the first dual-colored Equilibrium bottle. At first she did not know the significance of what she had discovered, but it soon became clear that the oils, extracts, and essences contained in these bottles had remarkable qualities to facilitate perception and self remembering.

Zusammenfassung
A compelling account of the development of Aura-Soma color therapy by its founder Vicky Wall.

Leseprobe
Chapter 5
The Colors Arise

Equilibrium Is Born
Deep into a week of crisis with unlooked for pressures and deadlines to meet, I sought for peace and renewal within my meditations. That night my meditation turned out to be weird, but wonderful. After I had achieved the earthly detachment necessary, I found myself suddenly enveloped in the most beautiful cascade of color, which advanced and receded like the ebb and flow of the tide, sighing softly as it went. As it came toward me rhythmically, I longed to remain within it; my whole being was diffused with vibrant new energies and peace. The peace that passeth all understanding had flooded me entirely. The third eye had opened fully. The world with its pressures, its commands, and demands was no longer with me.

Then came the still small voice that I had listened to and obeyed so many times throughout this life. It came as if from the hollow of a cave, resounding, almost an echo within itself.

“Divide the waters, my child.”

“Divide the waters?” I repeated and came back to earth with a thud. What waters? I thought, dismissing it as imaginative nonsense, and rather suspecting that I had gone too high. I decided it was time to earth myself.

The second night was a repetition with again the injunction: “Divide the waters.” Once again, mystified, I came out of meditation quite quickly. On the third night, I began to feel as Samuel in the temple, for I could no longer ignore the voice, even though the common sense part of me said, *What are we thinking about? I’m not Moses. I’m blind, only forty per cent of my heart working, nearly seventy years old. So who on earth would I be leading into what Promised Land?
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But I could not dismiss it, and I got up out of bed. For the life of me, I do not remember the next few hours, nor how Equilibrium was actually born. I only know that other hands guided mine that night; Equilibrium was researched for and found again.

The morning came and Margaret’s remark was, “Whatsoever were you up to last night? And just what are all the lovely bottles for?”

“I don’t know,” I said.

“Then why did you make them?” queried Margaret, with her usual practicality. “They must have a purpose.”

The breakfast table is not usually a place where one wishes to go into details that seem weird and inexplicable, al…