The Ripple Effect of Being: A Thought Experiment

By C M H Hill

The Ripple Effect of Being: A Thought Experiment is a unique analysis of our inner consciousness.

The strength of this book lies in bringing together multidisciplinary theories into a simple but powerful model with a modern twist, providing a light hearted journey through the most intriguing possibility on earth - that our Soul Colours produce a Ripple Effect around us.

Reading this book will help you:
• Identify your soul colours
• Tame your ego-dragons, and
• Discover your attitude is not your fault.

Engaging your inner consciousness through this thought experiment will ensure your Soul Colours shine authentically.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Balboa Press AU
• Release date: Mar 22, 2019
• ISBN: 9781504317122

C M H Hill

Cathie has a Masters Degree in Business Administration and a Post Grad in Mechanical Engineering. She has worked in many different industries and has been the CEO of not-for-profit organisations. The mother of two daughters and two grandchildren, she has also been adopted as grandmother for two Rwandan boys. She enjoys playing the guitar and lives in Adelaide.

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ISBN: 978-1-5043-1713-9 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-5043-1712-2 (e)

Balboa Press rev. date:  03/20/2019

DEDICATED TO

JEN BURDEN

1932-2016

May only that which is for my Highest Good

pass through my electromagnetic bubble;

all else to be reflected back

with benign intent.

May only that which is for the Highest Good of Others

pass out of my bubble,

all else to be reflected back

for contemplation.

Contents

Introduction

1   Soul Colour

2   The Golden One (TGO)

3   Developing Perspectives

4   The Seven Senses

5   Dimensions of Colour

6   Patterns and Reflections

7   Electricity and Water

8   Music and Colour

9   The Thought Experiment

Acknowledgements

I am grateful for assistance from many people in the course of writing this book.

I thank my friend Jen whose innate kindness and wisdom amazed me, and her sense of fun and curiosity sparked me on an amazing journey of discovery of the unexplainable. I still see her eyes smile and feel the warmth of her words How Marvellous! Thanks also to my friend Toni Pallesche who challenged my spirit to take responsibility and gave me faith, my friends Tony Putnam and Andrew Tilley who engaged me in caring conversation with cups of tea for the soul, my friend Tia Johns who reflects me and helps me laugh and cry, my friend Rachel Evans for describing the doorway to the joy of music through her patient and kind lessons, my friend Suravi Anand for allowing me to tag along as she delights in life, my friend Solange Ingabire for inspiring me to look forward as well as back, and to love the moment. My friend Johanna Kijas, who patiently and wisely listened and reflected my development over half a century has my gratitude and lifelong affection.

I am grateful to PollyAnne Hill for her genuine encouragement, and for providing an inspiring space to write and be. Feedback has been enthusiastically and generously offered by Rochelle Carrig, Sophie Kijas, Darrell McCarthy and many others - including random strangers - who have discussed concepts in answer to my questions with concern, contemplation and often, delight. In particular, I thank Joanna Fay for editing this book.

I thank with deep gratitude the people who have helped me look within, and I honour the experiences of this fascinating journey of life. I thank those who have loved me. The Ripple Effect of unconditional love provides energy for both creation and resilience.

I thank with awe the help received from my publishing consultants Al Sampson and Gemma Ramos at Balboa Press.

Finally, I wish to thank Julie Lewin for providing the spark for this book.

Introduction

This book has grown from a series of personal experiences over the last few years which could be described by most people as unusual. Some of these experiences have been included as background to the development of ideas. Whether you believe my stories or treat them as fiction is irrelevant to the essence of the book. The experiences encouraged me to think about how we interact and react to events both internally and externally. There are billions of stories of the ripples we create in our time/space dimension. No story is more or less important than any other.

This is just one story of mine, about how I started to see, question and then understand the colours of souls.

In the 1990’s I was a single parent running my own business and had commenced a PhD. I contracted glandular fever and consequently developed Post Infective Fatigue Syndrome (PIFS, also known as CFS or ME). My eldest daughter became sick at the same time. She was thirteen, and although she is extremely intelligent, she was physically unable to complete high school. We were both confined to bed for two years. The effect of this disease is not like the ripples of a pebble in a pond, but more like having a boulder chucked unexpectedly into a small puddle. I have felt like the puddle trapped under a rock for the last couple of decades, annihilated by the effects of a boulder of a microscopic bug.

The virus which caused our lives to suddenly stop was Epstein-Barr. EBV is unpleasant, but only devastating if you happen to meet a number of criteria, including (it is believed) being the unlucky recipient of one faulty gene. When activated, the virus permanently changes the chemical make-up of the physical body, as if there is a sudden and catastrophic climate change, or perhaps as if an atom bomb has gone off inside. The fall-out continues for years. It feels like a once fertile rain forest has been denuded by acid rain, or a glitch in the central processing unit has reconfigured the energy systems and the computer has crashed.

The feelings I experienced were similar to the feelings anyone going through a life changing traumatic event experiences, but I did not understand the pattern. I just wanted my previous life back - to be cured. However, my altered immune system meant I developed several auto-immune conditions and contracted other viruses, relapsing for months at a time. I also developed migraines which were accompanied by visual disturbances, including seeing auras around people.

When this happened, I was fascinated. The auras were different, but some seemed to convey characteristics which reflected abilities and interests, as if we each have our own identifying Soul Colour/personality structure. I wondered if the migraines I had viewed as further problems were actually gifts, providing a different perspective, like a window to information we cannot usually see.

One incident was significantly different. I attended a talk by a disciple of Amma - the Mother who Hugs - and when he walked into the room he seemed to me to be cloaked in blue, with a white light shining around his head. It struck me that this light apparition was similar to paintings and stained glass window depictions of Mother Mary, and I wondered if artists over the last thousand years used those colours to convey that the mother of Jesus was the carrier of the message of peace and goodwill for humanity.

I felt like the colours around people had a language I did not understand, as if the colours contained information ready to be communicated. Most of us cannot normally see auras, but perhaps we feel them subtly, like we feel a soft breeze on our face but cannot see it.

I began to wonder if the different colours of our auras reflected our individual thought patterns, or if we think differently because we see the world through the colour of our own aura. I wondered how thoughts were formed - how our thoughts could evoke emotions, and how our feelings are expressed physically. I wondered if physical pain, memories or an emotion - like joy - has recognisable colours or if luminosity - when someone’s face lights up - makes their colour sparkle.

If auras reflect thought, I wondered if thinking in a particular way would help me get better. I had read many books on positive thinking - but the virus still lived inside me and thinking positively did not seem to change that anymore than positive thinking will grow back a lost limb. The colours I could see seemed to indicate there was more to us than positive or negative thinking.

I started to closely observe how people interact, reflect off each other, diminish or enrich the lives of those around them with their words and actions. I realised how obviously thoughts can be reflected in micro expressions and movements even when people concentrate on being polite. Whenever we interact, there is refraction and reflection, rippling from one person to another. I could see energy entwine or clash, meld or deflect, depending on the pattern of communication or relationships.

On occasion, I could even see anger lash out like a dragon, searing those it was aimed at, or leaking out of the person who was angry like smoke from a dragon’s nostrils.

Those times during which auric colours were visible to me felt strange - as if I was given a tiny glimpse into a different dimension. I could see how our energy surrounds us and ripples around others, lighting them up or dampening them as if there is a natural resonance effect of being with other people. I wondered why we interact in the ways we do - if the colour of us responds to the colours of others, or if our colours change depending on who we are with.

Electromagnetically, we can be energised or drained according to the direction of flow of energy. I saw how energy could be generated with intention, and gradually understood we have the ability to find and feel joy whatever our circumstances. But some of us have to work harder, with intention to direct that ability to learn the power of our reactions and responses in each moment.

I wondered if we intentionally delight in the gift we are given as the present, and share that delight would our lives feel better? If understanding how our thought patterns change our external reality could be like stepping into a new dimension? Can we learn to open - or wrap - the past as a present to our future?

Please don’t look for answers here,