Paranormal Aspects of Sound

Sound itself isn’t paranormal. It appears to be a natural part of life and experiencing sound through one of our senses is something the majority of people do. But,

some of the affects on us from various acoustics could be considered paranormal…at least until science is more able to explain a sound connection, (no pun intended), between why varied frequencies can produce paranormal states in humans.

This is evidenced by the state of altered consciousness many experience while listening to some types of music. Chanting “om” is another. Om is believed to be the sound of the original vibration of the universe. The Pillars of Hinduism at the Vijaya Vittala Temple in Karnataka, India, when touched, are said to vibrate at a specific rate so as to induce a meditative state. In Yucatan, the Mayan pyramid at Chichen Itza emits the trance-producing voice of Kukulcan if you clap your hands in front of it. Sound is also specifically directed by the architectural ceiling construction of some cathedrals in an effort to help the congregation attain higher consciousness. .

We live within a vibrational matrix. Everything vibrates and vibration is energy, and energy produces sound. NASA has proven every planet has a sound and each one is different from the other thus creating “the music of the spheres”. Rocks also emit their own vibrations and have their own sound.. Stonehenge, for example, resonates when people gather within its circle. Other stone structures also do the same. Some believe these sound vibrations are portals to other dimensions. Stone pyramids give off noise as well. Their shape helps focus a beam of energy upward. Could it be true that some pyramids, like the one in Giza, are truly “stargates”?

What happens to us from sounds that are outside of the spectrum that is audible to us? It would seem that even if we don’t hear a specific sound it may still have the abiliity to open us up to altered states or trances. What knowledge can you attain when a vibration can transport you to a different reality? There are three instances I can think of that might serve as examples.

Nikola Tesla, the brilliant engineer and physicist who could have provided free energy for everyone on earth and other marvels, always maintained he got his ideas and knowledge from somewhere and someone else. I’m not sure he necessarily knew who or what, but he didn’t credit himself for them. No wonder right after his death the government broke into his home and stole all his life’s work.

George Washington, when he was still General Washington during the Revolutionary War, came to a point where he was hesitant about his next course of action. He left his tent one night to take a walk and think matters over. According to his journal he was visited by someone or something that showed him a plan. This encounter also gave him a preview vision of the result if he took the suggested strategy. That ensuing battle became the turning point in the war for the colonies.

Nostradamus. What can I say about Nostradamus that you don’t already know. His quatrains record his encounters with sources beyond the present-centered state of mind that roots us to the ordinary. Nostradamus used a bowl of water to skry, but maybe hearing that water pour into the bowl and then watching the sound vibrations move through the liquid were enough to get him to wherever he needed to be. We all have different and varied routes to a different reality..

Our most elemental form of communication is sound. We have developed a vocabulary comprised of specific tones that allows us to more easily interact with one another. Animals definitely communicate with one another. I’m reluctant to say they don’t have a language because when your dog, say, talks to you, you can infer a lot from the sounds he/she makes while communing. But, animals convey information to one another by some method. They haven’t lost the innate ability to sense, from somewhere, what’s happening. People haven’t really lost that innate ability, either, they just stopped paying attention to it at a very tender age.

So, what is that method of receiving and sharing information and where does it come from? I don’t know, but do believe it is something within our nature that ties us to everything and everyone else. It’s the ability to sense and know the information we are able to access is more than language and written words. It may be a telepathic connection to the Akashic Records. Perhaps a portal to another dimension? An ability to reconnect to higher consciousness through an altered state? Sounds that we are unable to hear may be the pathway to non-verbal and unwritten communication. We just need to start sensing it and using it as I think was originally intended for all forms of life.

– ashanta

What Is That At Hydeville Pond? Stafford, CT

There’s something about old mills that make you pay attention to them. Like an old cemetery, they stand as a reminder of an earlier time that has moved on. Old mills have stored the energy of hundreds of people who labored hard and spilled their sweat amid conditions that today would be considered hazardous to employees.

Some old mills still stand as home to new thriving businesses within their old walls. Some have been abandoned for years. And some keep on an old worker or two who never left when their earthly shift was done.

The old Hydeville Company mill was built in 1860 around water from the Hydeville Pond in Stafford CT. It has seen a few businesses over its time, but the longest running was the Phoenix Woolen Mill that existed from 1868 through 1939. For most of its life the Phoenix Mill was run by Edwin C. Pinney and his son Charles B. Pinney.

After Phoenix closed a few other businesses popped up in the building, but didn’t last.

Today, this huge place sits in neglect and disrepair – although there is evidence that others are still using a part of it that is somehow still standing. The place is crumbling down around itself. It’s a ghost of what it once was. It makes you wonder why those that still occupy a part of it haven’t tried more to save the building. It’s even beautiful in its neglect and disrespect.

The property consists of two main mill buildings at 104 and 108 Hydeville Road. Included in the original plan for the mill businesses were multi-family employee housing units. One was located on East Street, three on Hydeville Road, and two on Satkowski Drive. Of all the housing, the places on Satkowski Drive most hugged the shores of Hydeville Pond near a small waterfall.

We wanted to check the old mill out and were going to ask anyone there if it would be alright to look around the buildings that are still standing, but the place was locked up and there’s chain link fencing around access to doors. So, instead we walked around the area and stopped to observe Hydeville Pond as it was probably a water power source for the mill. The place seemed like a wonderful area to enjoy nature. But – it wasn’t. The idyllic area soon turned odd. Birds stopped chirping and everything took on a quiet darkness.

As we took a look at what seemed to be a small pond above a little dam and waterfall there was a whitish mist that floated over the area. It moved and started meandering between the trees. The apparition, or whatever it was, floated above the pond, darted to the left and hung over the shore on a property that must abut the pond at that point.

It was weird and the whitish figure didn’t move.

Not really knowing the area, we left and decided to see what else could be seen of the pond. We drove out of what I think is Hydeville Road and went to the left. You could see the pond from the backside of where the water went over the small falls. There was a lot of vegetation both in the water and around the road side area to the water. This place is listed as a ‘reservoir’ – it looks more like a puddle.

All of a sudden a large orb manifested near the shore, at about the same point we had seen it earlier from the waterfall area. It floated a bit more to the right toward what must have been someone’s yard just off shore. We couldn’t believe what we were seeing. After a few minutes, the orb reappeared next to the shore of the pond and again moved into the yard it seemed to have gone into previously.

Maybe something happened to a mill worker or their family in that area. It would be good to delve into old records of that time, but given what world conditions are these days, that investigation is going to have to wait.

     – ashanta