Mark Smith - Auras: See Them in Only 60 Seconds

About the Author

Toward the end of his life, my father wrote that I was perhaps the most creative and happy person [he had] ever known. My fellow Jesuit brothers likened my persona to a perpetual kid at Christmas. All I know is that I was fortunate enough to pick great parents, grow up in an extremely stimulating environment, and somehow manage to avoid self-destruction while running pell-mell through life as if it were my own personal all-you-can-eat buffet.

So, you might say my whole lifes experiences are my credentials, which allow me to write from a curious student-participant viewpoint. The transformations that have occurred for me in this process of uncovering and (finally) understanding what I do know to be true are my driving motives for writing. I want to spread the good news and let everybody in on the secrets.

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Woodbury, Minnesota

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Auras 1997 by Mark Smith

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First e-book edition 2011

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Cover design by Kevin R. Brown

Cover photograph Digital Vision

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Interior illustration by Wendy Frogget

Previously published as In a New Light (Aurora Publishing, Bethesda, MD) 1996 by Mark T. Smith.

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For my father,

William Anthony Smith.

Requiem aeternam dona ei Domine,
et lux perpetua leceat ei.

Grant him eternal rest O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon him.

Contents

by Raymond A. Moody, M.D., Ph.D.

. Seeing the Aura

. The Auric Touch

. Hands-on Encounter

. The Teacher Goes to School

. A Most Interesting Event

. Jumpstart

. A Healthy Glow

. Professional Auras

. Spiritual Auras

. Charisma

. Auras in Performance

. Politically Correct Auras

. Auras in Love

. Auras near Death

: Reflecting on Our Auras

: Auric Exercises

: Color Meanings and Locations

Acknowledgments

I would like to recognize the following people for their love and help over the years, making my life (and this book) possible.

John Fatland, M.D.

Russell Tilley, M.D.

Raymond Moody, M.D., Ph.D.

Rev. C. John McCloskey III

Rev. Francis Burch, S.J.

Robert Montague

Robert McEachern

Chalmers Wood II

Constance Abbott

Mary Phillips

Patricia Heller

Foreword

Were all really lucky, it seems to me, to be living in an era in which we have given ourselves permission to reexplore the old spiritual modalities that for so long have been relegated to the dusty back rooms of the mind. What in the world is an aura? How many times over the last twenty years have I been approached by someone who excitedly and cheerfully praises me for the vibrant color and wise deportment of my aura? And I, for my part, always proudly accept the compliment, even though Ive never had any idea what they were talking about.

Until now.

Hallelujah! I am pleased that my wonderful friend Mark Smith has put down a great deal of information on this hazy subject. I am especially pleased that he has made his new book into a manualactual exercises to performso that I can finally see for myself.

Mark writes here not from the perspective of some abstractly esoterical theoretical construct, but from his own personal experiences that he has had as he waded out into this most peculiar dimension of the human mind and spirit. And as I know him as a friend, and as a fine and sensitive person, I look forward to retracing his steps through this intriguing new labyrinth.

For the uninformed on this subject, such as myself, his workfree as it is of incomprehensible verbiageseems the ideal place to begin. And I suspect that many others will be probing this realm, too, with this guidebook in their hands.

Raymond A. Moody, M.D., Ph.D.

Preface

Having grown up in the Kenwood area near Washington, D.C., on a cherry treelined street that rained pink and white blossoms in the springtime, I was accustomed at a young age to natural beauty and a wonderfully loving, fully functional family. My Montessori schoolteacher mother, who stayed at home until I finished grade school, encouraged me to be anything I wanted to be. Taking an early interest in both music and science (wanting a violin for my third birthday and a chemistry set the following Christmas), my curiosity was broadly basedbut cruelly taxing on her nerves! This, coupled with a propensity for knives inserted into light and electrical sockets and a love for all things pyrotechnic, made my minding a full-time job. When I wasnt climbing the bookcase (and pulling it down on top of me), I was releasing the parking brakes of cars parked in the neighbors driveways. I thought nothing of walking into their houses unannounced and turning on their hi-fis or playing their pianos. No wonder they had a block party the day I started school, making me shake their hands, congratulating me on surviving to the ripe old age of five!

Survival up to that point, however, was by no means assured, nor were the risks limited to self-destructive tendencies or neighbors who wanted to kill me. In fact, I almost checked out at birth, being six weeks premature and under three pounds in weight. Because I was thought to be hydrocephalic, the doctor didnt give me much chance for survival, especially since the thermostat in the incubator at the Sangley Point Navy Base near Cavite City in the Philippines was broken and kept trying to fry me. My navy commander father had some clout, and within forty-eight hours was able to arrange for a seaplane to fly Dr. John Fatland (U.S.N.), with me in his arms, up north to Clark Air Force Baseand to a properly functioning incubator. Told I probably wouldnt survive the trip, my devoutly religious parents credit divine intervention (and the U.S. Navy) with my safety and survival.

It was at this time that I had my first out-of-body experience and my only near-death experienceas vivid today as it was when it happened. I found myself floating above my isolet, looking down at this red, prunelike form with tubes attached, and wondering if there wasnt some mistake. This couldnt be the body I was supposed to be in. Something was wrong here, and I didnt like it.