I’ve talked about your aura of love. About my aura of love. But what does “aura” mean?
I find that it’s easier to understand my so-called energy field as a “bubble.” And it’s easy to imagine that my bubble is composed of love.
My lexicon recognizes “bubble,” but it’s not so sure about “aura.”
And one fun thing — when I’m in a car, or in an airplane, or on a bus, or even walking, my bubble just rolls along with me. I can expand my bubble to encompass any vehicle I’m in, indeed any space I’m in. And it just keeps rolling along, with me in it’s center.
And since it’s round, my bubble reaches below my feet. My bubble grounds me.
I’m loving my bubble of love!