Stillness 7-6: Yesterday evening, as I sat outside on my deck singing some old songs with my guitar, it occurred to me how life itself is very much like singing a song. The song is always there, but we only experience a word and a note as we’re singing it. That doesn’t mean the verse before or after the one we’re singing is not just as real—it’s just that we’re not singing it at that moment.
Our past and future is like that—it’s just as real as the present “note” of experience. It’s all around us and inside us. As psychics, when we want to see into the future, it’s as though we simply envision the entire song—beginning, middle, and end—even while we are aware that we’re only singing one note at a time.
The art of clairaudience is about fine-tuning your sense of sound and using sound to receive clarity, guidance, and a sense of your future. How can you hone yours? Practice listening. Listen to the vibration of a single string. Listen to your own heartbeat. If you’re outside, listen to each birdsong and to how a breeze rustles a branch. Listen to each wave that laps at the prow of your boat or as it curls gently over sand. As you practice more and more, you’ll hear sounds nearby, then further away, and eventually you can hear sounds very far off in the distance. Practice this, no matter how well you hear physically. The more you become conscious of your physical sense of hearing, the greater your consciousness of your inner hearing—your clairaudience. You get into vibration with yourself.
Everyone experiences clairaudience in their own way. Sometimes you’ll hear a word or a phrase. Sometimes it feels as though your mind is like an old-fashioned wireless radio and you need to turn the dial very slowly and carefully so that you receive a signal—otherwise there’s just static. Sometimes your clairaudience shows up as a long piiiiiing inside the mind of your ear. Or you might hear a sudden whoosh! and it feels as though you’re opening into a sound-thought you never heard before. Whatever you hear, don’t judge it or try to analyze it or even understand. Just listen.
Since so much of our lives is hurrying, bustling, arranging, accomplishing, we tend to get out of tune with ourselves. Listen beyond the bicylists ringing their bells, beyond the people chatting loudly as they go by, the loud roar of occasional tractor piled high with hay, the crows in the pines. Try to hear your heart’s song. Listen. Your spirit guides are always speaking to you. Listen. There—you can even hear the gentle fluttering wings of an angel landing on a nearby branch and the sun moving across the sky.