Luminescent Pathways
July 15, 2024 The clock strikes noon, and the frequencies are relentless. It always starts after 10 AM, building to a crescendo by 11, and by noon, it’s all-consuming. The hum is constant, almost deafening. Lying still, my bed vibrates beneath me, a gentle but persistent tremor. It’s as though the ground itself is alive, shaking and vibrating in rhythm with something unseen. I noticed this strange connection after the earthquake, but it feels deeper than that—like my body is a tuning fork resonating with the Earth. These vibrations aren’t new to me. I’ve felt them before, but only during the most profound moments of my life, like when my children were born. Back then, it was fleeting and rare, but now it’s constant. I used to feel it strongest in my palms—a subtle pulse, like an invisible current. When I pressed my hands together, the sensation was undeniable. Now, the vibrations ebb and flow, their intensity tied to moments of deep spiritual connection. When I meditate, pray, or uncov...