Hi, my name is Steve. I’m in my 30’s, I’m a guy and I can tell you with absolute certainty and conviction that I believe in angels, auras, fairies, guides and a host of other spiritual things that seem unconventional when a grown man looks you in the eye and tells you what he believes in. I’m not typical, but I don’t want to be. I chose the name “Australian Aura Guy” as it best communicates who I am – male, from Australia and I’ve been able to see auras since a very early age. When I see someone, they have a distinct colour around them, which I interpret to gain insight into their feelings of people – the good, the bad, and everything in between. It’s only been in the last 18 months or so that I’ve felt able to start understanding and embracing my gift.

I’ve been moved to start this blog because I noticed that, as I looked around at the people I was seeing at metaphysical events, they were almost all female. I immediately wondered if, as a guy who sees auras, that meant that I was somehow abnormal. After thinking about it, I realised that there must be a gap – there are over 7 billion of people on the planet, so surely on numbers alone there should be some guys like me. With that in mind, an idea was born an epiphany came about. It was a long time coming, but it hit hard when it came to me.

Since late 2012, I’ve slowly started to change my thoughts and feelings.  I was able to go through 30 or so years in what was a happy, ignorant blindness. I was ignorant, and OK with that. I found myself chasing big money, promotions, sex, alcohol, attention… anything to fill the void in me. I was in relationships that were easy, not authentic. I was in a job that encouraged deception of people (and they paid me what I felt was a ridiculous amount of money to do it!) and sooner or later the defence of “Everyone needs to work” doesn’t cut it. I spent money like a sailor on shore leave, and I didn’t care who knew it. As I’m sure you can see, it was a classic recipe for being deeply unhappy. I’d been brought up to do the right thing, act honourably and speak the truth, yet I was trying to build a life for myself that I realised was like papering over cracks in the wall. Sooner or later, those cracks would open up and destroy the house I was building for myself.

While this was happening, I was looking for a different way. I didn’t feel comfortable or happy, and I couldn’t ignore it anymore. I was lucky to have some friends who have metaphysical callings (tarot card readers, Earth Angels, Clairvoyants) so once I started talking to them, I understood why I felt so out of place in my “normal” life – I realised that seeing auras was a gift, and I could help a lot of people by being able to understand and explain what I was seeing. With their understanding, coaching and patience, my life started to open up in ways I couldn’t even imagine. Pretty soon, I noticed that I was in the minority as a guy in the metaphysical space, but I felt uncomfortable doing anything about it. The one thing that motivated me was that there must be others like me, and that it really does suck if you feel alone – doesn’t matter in what circumstance, it’s nice to know that someone else can relate to what you’re going through.

Another aspect of my journey has been positive thinking and affirmations. It is my personal belief now that it’s much easier to be positive than to be negative (I use ‘positive’ and ‘negative’ rather than ‘happy’ and ‘sad’ because being sad isn’t always a bad thing – sadness and grief can be healthy, when expressed in an appropriate way). That’s certainly one thing you’ll see here – positive sayings and thoughts. It’s funny, because I used to be proud to call myself a ‘realist’ when I was simply a cynic. I was jaded in my late 20’s and assumed that it gave me a worldly air of sophistication. Oh boy, how wrong I was! It hasn’t been easy, but I wouldn’t trade my journey for anything. I’m hopeful that perhaps some of my thoughts (and those of other contributors) may help you in your journey also.

My creed:

I can’t be the only guy who sees auras or is metaphysical, but I can be a voice. I can help others, so I must help them. It’s lonely when you feel like you don’t have a voice. You don’t feel empowered. Because I have an almost limitless capacity to help, I should help as much as I can for the greatest good, in whatever form it takes. If it’s me sharing motivational sayings, great. If I need to be a cheerleader for the longshot, give me those pom-poms.

If not me, who? If not now, when? I must be fearless. I must commit to not living a safe life, an easy life, a quiet life. I need to roar for myself and those like me who feel their voice is gone. I must not go through another day, month or year as a suite-wearing office-dweller, content to earn money so I can pay bills so I can earn money ad nauseam. I must confidently communicate what I know, and bravely embrace my ignorance. I must ask for guidance where it is needed, and I will follow it. My guides love me, and they want to see me living the best life possible – not the one that is convenient – in whatever form that comes.

I must do this because it needs to be done. For myself and for others. I must fulfill my purpose, my contract with my soul, my reason for being here so as to genuinely help people and not simply talk about it.

I must no longer hand over the keys to my happiness to my ego. That guy only brings me down.

I must. I will. I swear.

To the guys who read tarot cards, this is for you. For the ones who have met their guides, you are not alone. For those who are searching for someone like yourself, feel free to be yourself here.