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Happy Friday you wonderful humans. Remember, GHOSTS IS REAL. Here's a story from a listener and her elaborate bio-field tuning explanation and experience...

"Have you ever heard of bio-field tuning? It's a type of sound therapy / energy work I was introduced to by a former friend. Bare with me as I give some context to my story first.

About 2 years ago I met this guy on tinder, his bio had a bunch of "holistic healing" type information in it. I am really into healthy eating, yoga, meditation, beliefs and lifestyle practices that revolve around wellness and spirituality, so I was intrigued and swiped. We met and instantly had a connection and would spend the next few months spending time in nature, talking about a plethora of topics revolving around these topics.

We talked about the corruption of the food and pharmaceutical industries, how we could take matters into our own hands and choose to live/eat/ be more whole and healthy despite this system. How we need to be conscious creatures and put our attention and energy into paths of pleasure, creation, and being. as consciousness, we need to understand how to not attach to our thoughts, to our belongings, to anything we have in this physical world. How we need to understand our thoughts and feelings and perceptions do not actually define us, in fact they are not us at all. We are merely beings in existence and everything is temporary. Long story short, I learned a lot from this guy and my perception of my existence expanded dramatically after spending time with him.

This guy was a healer in training in a way when we met. Years before, he was exploring psychedelics and came into a sort of "psychosis". His family, being conservative and scared, sent him to a psychiatric facility where he was put on antipsychotic medication. He tells me in hindsight, this "psychosis" was not a dangerous state, it seemed like something had ripped open and his awareness was free to move not only in his body but throughout everything, in fact his awareness was everywhere at once. He could suddenly experience dimensions beyond what normal humans experience every day. He tells me this state was incredible, and it was indeed a lot to experience for the first time. He understands why his family was scared and put him towards psychiatric care, but it was a terrible mistake. The antipsychotic drugs put a heavy weight, a ceiling he said, on his consciousness. He was certain the drugs actually damaged his brain’s ability to connect to his consciousness in the same way, (which I could totally see, for example, antibiotics do kill the bad bacteria that's causing an infection, but it also kills your good gut bacteria that your body needs for its natural ecosystem). Everything felt heavy and gray and burry, but he knew there was clarity behind this fog. After his time in the facility, he spent the next couple of years healing, taking herbs, and supplements, eating the healthiest diet, doing brain exercises... he was serious about getting back in order so his consciousness could flow freely.

He learned about biofield tuning, a practice using tuning forks to "comb sound waves" over and through both your energetic and physical body. There is a lot of science that goes into the practice that I do not know the details of, in regard to where certain energies exist, the relation to chakras, the specific frequencies, etc.... But what I recall, your energy field extends a certain amount of distance away from you, so the tuning practitioner starts far away and slowly moves closer and closer during the session , pinging the tuning fork and waving it around. The sound waves supposedly clear your energy, smoothing out any kinks. The tuning forks work outward in, starting at smoothing out older kinks and the fields around you, and move closer and closer in. Apparently this practice can be a lot for a person to handle, physically. A lot of people cry, get dizzy, get tingly, that kind of thing, so you have to ease into sessions.

Now, to the magic!! This guy had learned biofield tuning and wanted to give me a session before we parted ways (our relationship was short lived and temporary as I was moving). He had a massage table which I laid down on my back. He assessed the alignment of my chakras using a quartz stone , and chose a couple to focus on. He began the practice, ringing a tuning fork from far away, "combing" through the waves. As he moved closer through the practice, he would ask me questions, and say out loud what he was feeling (because all healers can feel deeply and they do what they do cuz they can feel things we may not). After 10 or 15 min, he was a foot or two away, the vibrations started to make me feel really tingly. So tingly, tingly beyond everything I've ever felt. I've felt tingles during yoga and meditation, I've felt tingles when I have connecting thoughts, I believe the feeling of tingly in your body is usually the universe telling you something. Maybe it's "give this part of your body attention, it needs stretching and relief" or maybe the tingly shoots through my body when I have a realization that is profound. I've felt tingly during meditation when I tap into that empty headspace and feel present.

By the time he was right by me, my whole body felt like it was vibrating beyond anything I could imagine, and I was laughing hysterically and tears were flooding down my face. It felt so good. I couldn't believe the sensations I was receiving. Then, without my expectation in the slightest, I started to feel a pair of hands creep up to the base of my head and slowly but steadily massage my scalp. I opened my eyes, and saw my friends hands waving the tuning fork in the air, his other hand also raised up moving like a conductor. I knew instantly I was feeling something else, someone else, massage my head during this crazy experience. I exclaimed that someone was massaging my head out loud, as tears and drool and involuntary laughter kept oozing out of me. My friend acknowledged this and said "aw how sweet". I wanted to keep still, afraid if I moved the hands would disappear, but as I made gentle movements to see, the hands remained firm and continued to massage my head. I decided to enjoy the experience, the last few minutes, until the tuning forks stopped playing and the hands slowly uncradled my head and left.

I don't know whose hands were massaging my head that day. I'd like to think it was my personal spirit guide or angle. But part of me also suspects they were my own hands, from another dimension or something, which sounds strange but the thought came to me so I cannot totally dismiss that. But I don't dwell too hard on the unknown, because what I felt was incredibly real and undeniably magic."