Vibrational Frequencies

I always knew what I was seeing was real. These visions existed, right there before my eyes, even though they defied the physical laws of our world. I could see, feel, describe, remember, and, in some instances, hear them. They weren’t dream-like hallucinations, despite what Google might have implied. There were no undiscovered tumors or brain dysfunctions—it was simply energy. Yet, despite knowing this, I still wanted answers—I needed answers.

The academic side of me was ingrained with the desire for tangible results. I wanted a way to package the phenomena around me, and to connect with a philosophical framework that could scientifically validate my experiences. Seeking clarity, I first turned to others for advice or reassurance. I visited psychics, mediums, and card readers, and many of them acknowledged that I had abilities. While their affirmations confirmed what I already knew, I still needed to understand how and why this was happening.

I suppose my fascination with psychics stemmed from the quest to make sense of my experiences. There’s no manual for navigating something like this—no easily accessible guide to explain what I was encountering. Popular beliefs about it range from unwavering conviction to staunch skepticism, with many falling somewhere in between. Even knowing my abilities were real, I struggled to understand their purpose. What was the point of all this?

Two psychics provided explanations that resonated with my analytic, scientific mind. Here’s a simplified summary: Energy is eternal. At our core, all living beings are composed of energy, and all matter is in constant motion, oscillating in wave-like patterns at specific frequencies. Some individuals can alter their vibrational frequency. When these vibrations elevate to higher levels, it becomes possible to connect with energies vibrating at similar frequencies—such as spirits. Unbound by dense physical forms, spirits’ energy is light and expansive. Those with high vibrational frequencies act as beacons, drawing in spirits like moths to a flame. This unique alignment allows them to see or communicate with energies others cannot.

While this concept made sense, it didn’t resolve the deeper question of why I was experiencing this. One psychic suggested I try communicating with the spirits, asking them what they needed. But I was too afraid. I understood there was a balance to everything, and I wasn’t comfortable inviting something into my world that I neither understood nor could control. So, I started reciting a prayer to protect my energy, welcoming only positive forces while firmly rejecting anything else.

Eventually, I began cautiously interacting with the spirits, sometimes waving or smiling at them. On occasion, they’d respond with a wave, though some visions were so brief they’d disappear almost immediately. Amazingly, each vision remains etched in my memory, like a photographic or eidetic imprint in my mind’s eye. I can vividly recall their features, clothing, and facial expressions—every single one. I remember the exact space they occupied, often defying physical laws as they hovered above me or floated a few feet off the ground. Their presence was tangible in a way beyond sight—I could feel their energy, and some came with overwhelming emotional intensity.

One encounter stands out. A small child in a onesie hovered quietly in the corner of my bedroom. As soon as I looked at him, I felt an immense wave of sadness wash over me. Lying in bed, I couldn’t hold back the tears, overcome by the child’s sorrowful yet strangely settled presence. The sadness lingered into the next day, an emotional afterglow that served as a poignant reminder of his visit.

As time has passed, I've become more attuned to the essence of each visitor. I can feel their joy, sadness, and love. I cherish every emotion, as this reminds me of our deep connection to one another. A connection that transcends all physical barriers.