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QuoteSun Aug 25, 2019 2:22 pmDid a playful spirit visit me this morning and help me astral project? It was sometime after 4AM when I was trying to go back to sleep. I was on my left side and as I began to slip into rest I felt those chills running along my spine- super blissful, it caused my eyes to roll up in ecstasy. I tried to keep my presence "open" and took this in-between moment as a chance for astral projection. The chills turned into a vibration and a sound that I could not only hear but feel running along my spine. My mind thought there was something or someone with me, this "vibration" I intuit as higher frequency.My initial attempt to project was a failure- my, "astral self" rolled out of bed and landed on the floor with my face on the ground. I had, "an eye half open" and everything was to heavy to move around on my own. I tried to get up and could barley see out of this peaked open eye of mine, I was stumbling around and couldn't really open my eyes all the way. This time I actually crawled back into bed and my attention then shifted to my physical self, still sleeping on the bed on its left side. I realize I hadn't actually fallen out of bed and laid on the floor, which felt very real, but that I was in the same spot the entire time. This was my "safety-net" to try again.Still the vibration continued, I felt there was a "them" I was keeping myself open to during this in-between once more. To describe the, "in-between" feeling... It's a honing in, as the body shuts down to rest, a type of noise zeroes in and a rising out meets this noise- sometimes when I "allow" the crossing to take place I start to hear talking- sometimes directly to me other times I feel I am listening to others have conversation. I had one experience where it felt like I was at a mess-hall listening to all kinds of chatter. Anyways... This morning I again project and as I pull myself out from my body I look at my hands and instead see these slender, shadowy/wispy hands in front of me. I don't quite remember viewing my astral self in this manner- I am lighter and I see words move across empty space in my room and I giggle as I try to say those words aloud. As if discovering I have a voice I get excited but it also sounds girly? I roll around in my room and crawl, I peek my head out of the bedroom door because there is a part of me that knows the dogs are about to be let outside. I wonder with excitement if they see me and seem to be making a game of things. I then get this vision to go outside and I glide down the stairs but am still looking at these wispy shadowy hands of mine. Once I get outside I raise my hands up and say, "AUM" and I see the shadow like hands stretching up to the sky- I feel so happy doing this. I try again and again, "AUM" and everything starts floating up I start laughing.After this I believe my projection turns into a lucid dream. I come back inside to find Dad on the couch and he see's me... But I ask him, "do you recognize me? We aren't actually here." Which disturbs him and I see he looks at me as if he were looking at a ghost. My awareness is then shifted to my room where I'm sleeping and I hear a name in my mind, Abbey- is this the person I felt as a vibration next to me? The bedroom door opens and my parents, who have visibly aged, open the door and ask me something alarming to rouse me from my sleep. I felt confused between what was really happening and I started to panic only to come back to my panicked/labored breathing of me sleeping on my left side on the bed. It almost felt like, "time" didn't want me where I was... Well I fell back asleep but this morning I woke up and started thinking about this girl, I think her name is Abbey and her personality keeps popping in my mind. I have this feeling that she somehow aided my astral projection and that we shared consciousness.I think she is young and playful... Not sure what else at this time.
QuoteWhat really took me by surprise, Abbey. This is one of my more cognizant experiences of sharing my consciousness with another personality. I'm not sure what to make of it. And I am so happy to finally be connecting those chill-like symptoms with the possibility of a presence. Today I got those same chills when I ran into an old friend who told me she felt like God was trying to tell her something. Spirit is ALIVE... To have heard the vibration in my spine and the feelings that followed... Gosh. a few curiosities- Abbey saw these "words" in astral-space fly across and laugh as she was impressed that she could understand and speak them aloud. I don't think she saw the word aum but maybe there was some kind of, quick/surreal tuning into my level of understanding which is why she picked this word so I could understand the experience.. ??Again my astral-hands did not feel like my own version. They were slender and shadowy and when Abbey chanted "aum" it was this feeling of pure joy. We were outside and when she chanted aum she raised her arms up, we started to float up and her hands were literally stretching and thinning out into the empty space. More particularly, like they were being vacuumed- form was dismantling into "nothing."Although I don't think it's that we were merging into nothing but instead the very essence of creation- AUM. Perhaps the "form" of this astral vehicle that we were sharing simultaneously was of a particular denser vibration and Abbey knew very well what she was doing- lightening our load so to speak as we were lifting joyously up and beginning to lose form.
QuoteSeptember 14th 2019 12:56AMunique experience:this morning i felt the sensations allowing for an out of body experience. as the feelings slowly crept over me i started to hear someone talking to somebody else. i was open and intent on listening to this conversation. i even think they made a reference to me, suggesting i could not hear them. speaking was very difficult. it required a lot of energy and felt slow.i said "hello. i can hear you. can you hear me?" he said yes. i replied again, "i can hear you" i asked, "who are you?" he didn't reply with an answer. i was so excited to be talking to someone else. for some reason i thought to ask, "what kind of music do you like?" i was very happy. there was no reply. again i said, "can you tell me your name?" he told me to shut up. i replied, "only if you tell me who you are" and then, very aggressively, he replied in a low growl and i felt a tone of reverberation "NO"surprised, I tried to relay the aggressive feeling back to him, "NO" I said in the same manner.after this the conversation ceased... I was given another opportunity to project again. In this first projection I could not see the people and i couldn't really leave my body, like all my energy was focused on having a conversation. What was interesting to note was this was the clearest projection of my, "Astral" self I've ever seen. what i mean is, at one point i DID try to leave my body before our convo and i only saw my fingertips as literal ghost-like energy. I could feel them, see their outlining and see through them. I even wiggled and flared my fingers about, fascinated by how clear things were. Everything was exact to where I rest my head on the bed to how I observe the furniture in my room. Sometimes the ghost like fingertips would turn into dark whispy shadows going on/off again from ghost like outlining to shadow.So, onto the second projection... my dogs were laying by my sides this morning and the boy dog was also in the astral space with me, his body had that same ghostly outlining- you could FEEL him and his presence better then you could see him but i did see him and he was wagging his tail. this time someone honed in on me and the voice was much different... the voice felt distant and only partly human maybe partly robotic, someone was explaining to me why i was hearing people talking, how I had gotten there but I can't remember any of it. I had projected successfully and my astral self was sitting up against the wall in my bedroom listening to this person talking. They were giving me so much information and talking at a more comfortable speed, I felt like I hadn't the energy to relay back or even retain what they were saying. after this I woke up to find my boy dog sleeping next to me, he wasn't sitting up like he was in the astral, and I fell back asleep and slipped into a lucid dream...
Quotetwo nights ago i was in a hotel room and i was able to astral project around 4:30AM. I remember getting up and out from the corner of the bed to the window. I saw the field outside and I pushed myself through the window and down to the field. Now... I'm not sure if this turned into a lucid dream or... But I felt like I was watching a scene from the past. Someone was shot in the field. I don't think I saw the shooter or even the person being shot. But I sat down next to him.. Whoever he was- he wasn't there. Or was he...? A person died here is what I thought. It was an impression or a very vivid idea played out like a movie. Hard to explain. After sitting down by the scene and taking it in I woke up. Not sure what to make of this one.