What Does It Mean Spiritually When Your Ears Ring Novels & Stories

“It just... matched something. The bell sound. The one from the mindlink.” His face shifted slightly. Like a puzzle piece had clicked into place. I didn’t ask. The look on his face said enough, and some part of me already knew the answer. Whatever had clicked into place for him, it wasn’t something he was ready to explain. Later, while I cleaned up, he stepped into the far corner of the room and touched two fingers to his temple. The moment he did, I felt it, a soft echo in the back of my mind, like a sound carried through water. Not words exactly, but intention. I knew now, I really could hear fragments of mindlinks. Even without meaning to, I was starting to tap in.

“Did you by chance hear it clearly?” I lift my head up and look at him. And suddenly, It happens again. ‘She has a very powerful guardian, so I do not dare offend her at all.’ STOP! PLEASE STOP!! I yell in my mind, shutting my eyes tight and trying to stop whatever is making suddenly hear the thoughts of others, but the ringing in my ears only resonates in my ears, making it difficult to hear anything else. “Miss Reed? Are you even listening?”

Elijah asked, and I shrugged. “Call it instincts, or perhaps I can hear the words somewhere within me. But I just know. Just like I know that reason why it is called so is because of the fact that the spirits who watch over this place, and the relic commune with each other often. The whispers of those conversations can be heard by a keen ear.” I explained, surprising even myself. “Can you hear them?” Jason asked and I shook my head. “I suppose my ear isn’t all that keen.” “You heard voices earlier this week, it wasn’t a fun experience for you.” Elijah reminded me and I nodded.

I yelp as it ricochets off the temple walls, barely missing one of the Elders before shattering into silver dust. “Oops,” I mutter, shaking out my hands. “That one had a temper.” I look around but nobody looks the least bit humoured. Later then. A different Elder, one with eyes like polished moonstone, steps forward. “No focus. You are reaching without listening.” “I was listening-” “Not with your ears. With your soul.” Is it me or they are overly dramatic? I bite back a sarcastic reply and nod. “Right. Soul-listening. Got it.”

A system that no longer obeyed the Chorus, but remembered it. The moment we lifted off, the whisper strengthened. It wasn’t just coming from one place. It was coming from all directions. We called Kira from orbit. Her voice came through ragged but excited. “You’re hearing it too?” she asked, the glow of old maps spilling across her screen. “Yes,” I said. “Zero-point resonance. What does it mean?” Kira leaned into frame, eyes bright. “It’s not a warning. It’s a birth cry. The echoes weren’t just released. They’re converging.”

The last thing I needed on top of everything else, was to go bald as well. My eyes shot open when I heard electrical pulses and buzzing on either side of my head. She had her hands resting just beside my ears and as the buzzing got louder, I began to hear a little, then after a few seconds, I could hear everything. The woman was chanting and I could hear the buzzing and even my family's tentative breaths. As her chanting got quieter, my hearing became supercharged and I could hear everyone’s hearts beating, and even the birds in the distance. It was beginning to overwhelm me, as the howling had done earlier and I squeezed my eyes closed as the pain in my ears started to build. Luckily for me

Marcia asked, grabbing Lizz by the shoulder as Lacey and Minet joined her crowding around Lizz. “Um…well I don’t actually know for sure, but I can feel a weird sensation tickling the edge of my mind, almost like the same sensation I got after putting it on Rex and before he was pulled out of Telagus’s spell,” Lizz stuttered while looking at the desperate faces of the women, doing her best to explain the odd sensation she felt through the earring. “I wonder if she can send a mental command to him,” Minet pondered, turning to face Marcia and Lacey.

Does he want to break my eardrum? He can't be serious..can he? My heart start beating twice than before. I tried all my possible best to disregard whatever was happening at that moment, but Instead, I put on my earphone and connect a music. I could no longer hear the ringing but I've started getting to have a headache, so I gently remove the earphone and placed it on the chair beside me. When I had done that, I couldn't hear the ringing of the bell on the door anymore. Could he have left?

Cassy said dreamily. The spiritualist closed her eyes and faced the ceiling. She began to speak in an unknown tongue. As she chanted and spoke, Zee and Inara clung to each other as the shed started to vibrate a little. Breeze blew. The thunderclaps increased. Cassy grabbed the table for balance as the vibrations intensified. Things hanging on the walls began to shake, the doors and windows, rattling as they threatened to rip off their hinges. The Spiritualist rose amidst the chaos, her eyes popping open, but she didn't look down. The wind outside hummed disturbingly with what sounded like boomy dark malevolent voices talking together in a strange vocabulary.

The first few years after Amaryah's disappearance, he received many looks of both pity and ridicule, so he never asked for anyone's help again. Until tonight, when he suddenly felt the chills caused by the very familiar aura. He was quietly singing in his room, her favorite melodies which always comforted her when she needed them. Something tapped in his mind. Then he heard a ringing whisper in his ear. He couldn't quite understand in the beginning, but when he opened his doors instinctively, it was like a giant breeze of wind passed through him. Aside from the ringing, he also recognized the spiritual energy brought by this wind. He can't be wrong.