A Person’s Aura

I was thinking about something today and wondering if you thought the same…

Have you ever met someone, someone you barely know, and you just instantly loved their aura? You know, they had a sense about them, a comforting feeling, and you were just put at ease around them?

Isn’t that the best?

One of the teachers at Henry’s school does this to me. She’s not even one of his direct classroom teachers. She’s mainly just outside in the mornings and afternoons, and helps bring the children around, floating from car to car, class to class. But there’s something about her. She means well. She takes good care of people. She has a kindess in her eyes, even with a mask wrapped around her face. I’m drawn to her as a person.

Then, I began to think of other people I have met, even just recently, who have this similar aura. People I’ve passed in the street and smiled at. People who held the door and nodded at me. People who helped. People who had a warmth about them. People who wanted to connect in some way.

Some of my favorite yoga teachers have a sweet aura (obviously). One in particular, has the softest heart, an effortless generosity about her, and the ability to make you feel something. You can feel her, even through a computer screen. It’s a powerful thing she does to you.

My parents have an aura. They are extrememly compassionate, selfless and empathetic people. They go out of their way for so many. They give and give. Their kindess is felt a mile away, even with just a look. They’re comfortable, accepting people to be around. It just feels natural to be in their company.

Sam has an aura. When we first met in college, I knew right away he was someone I wanted to know. His sweet nature and kind heart drew me in. He always really listened to people talk and felt for them with what they were going through. He allowed people to express themselves fully without judgment. I admired that.

As young as Henry is, I can feel that he already has a quality to his personality. He is a kind soul with an open heart. He is sensitive and curious. He feels big things. He’ll pat your back when he’s hugging you, kiss your shoulder and bat his eyes.

My closest friends make me feel a certain way. Their presence brings me joy, peace, understanding, ease, freedon.

Isn’t this the way we always want to feel?

I really love this gravitational pull of someone’s aura. That instant unspoken connection that draws us together. The humanity in the every day busy go-go-go. The more I started to think about it, the more I realize that many, if not most of the people I’m closet to, do indeed have a distinct mood about them. An ambiance. Sure, they differ in many ways, but there’s something initially that drew me in and made me stay.

Who makes you feel good?
Why do you stick around certain friends and family more than others?
What keeps you coming back to those safe, happy auras?
When you feel it, you just know.

I say, get closer to it.
Treasure it.
And, don’t forget to let them know how they make you feel.