Hearing Ethereal Music

While I was online, looking up info about taxes for my business and energy services, I came across a blog post about it and discovered the author lived in Denver, an hour away from me! I explored her site and discovered that she was hosting a Reiki level II and III class that weekend! I felt drawn to signing up for her class because I was curious and wanted to attain further Reiki Level attunements.

I did my best to be a good student and tried to “turn off” my spiritual insights and just try to focus on doing exactly as the teacher was instructing us to do Reiki. We were supposed to just focus on being a channel of energy to let it flow through us to the recipient.

Despite my best efforts, I would still get messages popping in here and there for the classmate I was practicing Reiki on.

As the class went on, I quickly realized that the Reiki I had been practicing prior on my family and close friends was a bit different than what was being taught.

My version of Reiki or energy healing, was like a psychic reading while also moving and releasing energy. I couldn’t fathom only doing the energy flowing portion without the other bits of information I would receive to help the recipient. To me, that would feel like only allowing me to do half of what I was able to offer them, of what spirit wanted them to know.

I also realized that not everyone in the class was able to do what I could do. This gave me courage to continue developing and sharing my abilities to benefit others.

At the end of a full class day, learning and practicing Reiki II, I drove the hour home. I was exhausted from the day and would return the next day to take Reiki III (Reiki Master) class.

About 10PM, as I was getting ready for bed, I heard faint ethereal music playing. I finished brushing my teeth and walked to my bedroom window to locate the sound. I opened the window, thinking it was coming from a neighbor’s house. Nope, no sound outside.

I asked my family downstairs, if they could hear music. No one heard the music. I went back in my bathroom and it seemed to be loudest by the wall that shared my youngest daughter’s bedroom. Perhaps she was listening to Alexa play soft music to help her sleep.

I walked into the hall towards her bedroom on the other side of the upstairs floor. As I approached her bedroom, the music increased in volume ever so slightly until I was at her door. When I opened her door, the music stopped and I only heard the whir of her ceiling fan spinning on high. I closed her door, and immediately the music came back. How odd.

I was hearing ethereal or heavenly music. There was a constant high octive note that played steady with a lower octive melody that played with no repeating tune or pattern. The melody just constantly shifted it’s variations while the upper octive note stayed the same.

I then realized that Reiki attunement I had received earlier, must have opened me up to hear the spiritual realm with my physical ears. I wasn’t sure how long it would last, if I was always going to hear the music.

I was a little nervous and curious if it meant that I was going to have an angel come talk to me in the middle of the night. It was such a lovely nurturing sound. So soothing and full of love and comfort. It was as if all of the physical and nonphysical elements around me were singing their energetic frequency, which had the effect of music.

I fell asleep that night, hearing the music. The next morning, to my joy, I woke up still being able to hear the music. Later that morning, as we gathered in the classroom, we all started sharing our experiences from the day before. We went around the room and no one else had heard the music.

As I was sharing my experience, a classmate entered the room late. I asked her if she had heard the music and she said, “oh yes, but I wasn’t going to say anything about it” in a tone as if she didn’t want to appear like a weirdo for having heard the music.

At home that night, after the Reiki Master class, I heard the music again. I was curious to see how long the music would last and if I was only experiencing it because of the Reiki attunement. The next morning I woke up and the music was very faint, barely there and only if I focused on hearing it. It was already fading away. I was sad to have it fade away.

I ached to hear it again. It created a longing in me, like missing home, a home I don’t remember but longed to be in. The feeling of pure unconditional love. I cried after I realized that I was feeling homesick for the spiritual realm.

I searched up ‘ethereal music’ on apple music on my phone so I could listen to something similar to what I had heard. This song is similar to what I heard. I listen to it occasionally and it calms my nervous system and grounds me.

So far, the ethereal music has come back to me one other time since that Reiki attunement. It was while I was in France last summer. I had just woken up and checked my phone. I saw the message from my dear friend, that her hubby had passed that morning. I started crying. Then I heard my deceased friend say that he’s ok and that he’s not leaving his family alone, he is with them.

We had to rush to get ready to leave for our scheduled taxi to take us to Mary Magdalene’s cave that day. While we were getting ready, I heard the ethereal music again. I went into the hall to see if it was someone playing music. I asked my roommate if she could hear it, she couldn’t. I knew it was the ethereal music and it was because of my friend’s passing and message. It only lasted about 15 minutes (the duration of us getting ready before rushing out the door).

Later that summer, we went to Spokane to celebrate the life memorial of the same close family friend. My youngest was sharing the guest bed with me at a friend’s house.

As we were starting to fall asleep, she asked me if I heard the music playing. She said it sounded like someone was playing the piano or the harp. After listening a few more moments, she said it was a harp playing. I couldn’t hear it. She told me it was soothing and made her comfortable to fall asleep. I knew she was hearing the ethereal music.

I was thankful for the comfort she was given as she was only 9 years old and new to experiencing grief of a loved one.

It reminded me that our angels, guides and loved ones are always sending us messages that we are known, seen, heard and loved.