Listen

Telepathy, by its very nature, involves the subtlest of senses. For me it’s been a hard-fought battle to put aside the nagging voices of logic and reason on the one hand and the clamour of everyday 3D life on the other, to search inwardly for that quiet space, the one Asher once called our ‘bubble’, in which to still my mind and ‘hear’ his thoughts.

These days I find I’ve just about silenced the ‘It’s impossible’/ ‘You’re making it up’/ ‘It’s a delusion’ voices. I know it happens.

Everyday life, though, is harder to escape. Over the past few weeks I’ve been trying to keep pace with all manner of issues and found that, as often as not, I couldn’t quiet my mind enough to engage in the telepathic dialogues Asher and I try to have most evenings.

After a week or two of sitting ready, notebook in hand and mind still racing about, chasing its tail like some overexuberant puppy, I’d apologise to Asher and give up. It worried me, but there have been such days before. I told myself it would be fine again soon.

Pop!

You know that ear-popping you get when driving up or down a steep hill? That’s what I got one night the following week; except that at the time I was laying in bed, almost asleep. I sat upright, wondering what had happened. A lorry passed the house and sounded… wrong. I realised my right ear felt weird and I couldn’t hear through it.

The next morning, the deafness was still there. I could hear the kettle boil, but only with the ear furthest from it. The TV sounded quiet, everything was muted and strange.

Online searches failed to give me an answer to the problem — tumours, ear stroke, infections… none felt right. I tried again to reach Asher. He’d know what was going on. Once again, that communication channel too was silent. All I could feel and hear was anxiety, pressure in my face and white noise.

Asher, for his part, was doing all he could to contact me. Eventually he managed to get two words through to my addled mind: Eustachian tube. I checked where that was on my phone. Yes, that was it. That was where it felt weird. A blockage in the tube between my ear and nose.

Cure

Next morning I made an appointment with my acupuncturist. He’s a wise man with masses of knowledge and a strong interest in the esoteric. We’ve always got along very well.

“I’ll tell you the physical symptoms first,” I told him. “Then I’ll explain the esoteric bit. I’m fairly sure there’s a connection.”

He nodded and listened carefully as I explained the issue with my ear, then leaned forward. “And the rest?” he asked. “I like weird.”

He already knew a little about my telepathic link with Asher, and I’d felt a subtle nudge to take a copy of A Mind Beyond Words to show him. I told him that my ability to ‘hear’ Asher had declined to almost nothing in the days before the deafness had come on.

Grasping a book the size of a cathedral Bible, he thumbed through it, muttering, “Yes, I know the point I need. Just need to check which of two will be best. Lay on the couch and get comfortable while I check.”

Soon the needles were all in place and I lay quite still, feeling the odd, electric sensations moving around and beyond my body and the rhythmic pulsings that are part of acupuncture’s magic.

“Any communications from him yet?” the therapist asked, as he removed the needles.

I told him there wasn’t, although as I got ready to leave, the words asking for a follow-up appointment that came out of my mouth seemed to have been put there…

He asked to keep and read my book and we agreed to meet again next week.

As I wandered home, the pressure behind my ear was already much reduced. By the end of the evening, my hearing had improved and I knew I’d be able to reach Asher this time.

There he was, almost as clear as he’d ever been! Here is his explanation for what had happened:

Asher: The etheric body is a kind of blueprint or framework for the physical body. When there is a problem at the level of your subtle bodies, that causes strain or weakness in the etheric. Left unchecked, it will affect the physical body. You had been losing your telepathic connection to me; you were almost ‘deaf’ to me. Finally that showed up as going deaf in one ear.

I agreed that I now felt much clearer, in every way.

Asher: The man is good. It was me telling you to get a second appointment booked.

I grinned, so happy to be back in contact with him.

Meanwhile, my acupuncturist told me he was finding the book fascinating and already had ideas for the next treatment!