The Astral Pulse

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Hello(again). I hope it's okay to share a journal here. I am so excited and eager to share I don't know where to start! From alien experiences, divine assistance, mysterious ghost and pet interactions- so many wild entries and painstaking observations... But to keep it focused and simple I will start with tonight's experience.

12/8/2020 12:20AM.
I had just used the restroom and tried to fall asleep on my back. I was quickly met with a zeroing in effect and a flash of light. I heard and felt someone talk to me. I could not make out the words, it was muffled gibberish. Still, I tried to reply to this voice. "I hear you." Nothing... This zeroing in effect, and the presence that accompanied it left me feeling vulnerable and struck with fear. Irregardless, I attempted to proceed in pushing my self out of body. It was a success! Starting with my head, I was able to detach from my body. I could not see, my room was darker than usual with the exception of a thin streak of light in the upper right hand corner of my vision. Other than that my room was... faint vibrating outlines. I was a little dizzy and to try and counter this tilting sensation I tried to push my self out further, it was a quick movement up and out followed by a twirl around. I was so intrigued by these movements that I woke up. It took writing this out to calm my nerves from the fear that had struck me earlier.

Points of interest...
I read some of the FAQ's earlier tonight and remember coming across not being able to see once projected- I found it interesting that tonight would relay a similar experience. I have seen clearly before and other times not clearly. Sometimes it is like a drunkard walking around in a hazy or black and white static environment. Other times I can see my room clearly. I remember making a distinction recently that I do not have to walk in this environment and have found my self gliding and phasing through doors.  
For out of body experiences- if I do ever make it out of my bedroom, I can never seem to get past the stars(with the exception of my initiation dream from 2008). Most always I am stuck whenever I try to rise too high and slip into a dream.

If I wake up, like to use the restroom, and fall back asleep- an opportunity to project is there. It is almost always there if I fall back asleep laying on my back. There is always a honing in/rising up sensation. I don't hear the metal noise so much anymore, now I hear voices. One time the chatter was as if I had tuned into a mess hall. Another, two people having a conversation with myself being the one to interrupt it. And in another, like tonight's, something/someone is talking directly to me. This is the more adrenaline spiked moment for how close the presence feels and how vulnerable I feel. Whenever I try to respond, I find it challenging. I am a slow poke in this sense and respond back exhaustively whereas the voices talking to me are able to go at a normal speed. I remember an entity calling me an Idiot once(rather humorous to say the least).

With tonight's experience, countering the dizzy sensation by focusing on my disconnect/projection- I wonder if my mind has become accustomed to creating a challenging expectation when it isn't necessary.

I do wish to abandon the fear and vulnerability. Had it not been for this, I would have jumped right back in another attempt to project. It being so early in the night I think I will be met with another opportunity either way.

Small update, I was feeling too vulnerable to proceed.  :oops: I am determined to try again.

Hello Tides!

Thank you for sharing some of your experiences. I enjoyed reading this. What did you mean by 'zeroing in effect'? I also find that lying on my back makes it more likely that I'll have an experience. One thing I will mention is that when you describe trying to talk with these entities, it's easier/faster to not try to communicate "verbally/vocally/with voice or sound" but rather telepathically. You can think your message to them, and they'll get it. It takes much less effort. I can definitely relate to that feeling of being drunk, where you can't see straight, move straight, or talk straight! Sometimes I find myself "voicing" my messages and then remembering, Oh, I don't have to do it this way, I can just think it and that'll be easier and faster. It's funny how we often default to "embodied human" means of doing things even tho we're definitely not "embodied" Out There!

Hi GrumpyRabbit!

You know, I never tried it- but had a dream of sharing telepathically. Thank you for the tip and the welcome! I hope to try it next opportunity. I will have to remind myself each night I fall asleep, to make the effort to speak telepathically. It makes sense, because they(the entities speaking to me) feel a lot closer than what someone would when talking here, the 3D time-space/immediate incarnation. If I could make the realization that I don't have to walk or open doors, why not make the realization to speak telepathically?

The zeroing in effect I can best define as the threshold for crossing over. With sleep paralysis, I recognize my mind is observing the body enter rest or "standby" mode. The creeping sensation, usually starts at the feet, it is deep rest and climbs its way up the body. At the same time, there is a conscious rising effect that is sometimes accompanied by a toning or metal whirring(usually my left ear). These sounds were experienced in my earlier years. This zeroing in effect allows me to attempt an O.B.E. It's a simultaneous feeling of withdrawing and rising/pushing out. When the two forces meet, I am able to attempt a projection.

Personal side note... As for the fear, I believe I will have to place faith in God that I will be okay and continue on. Easier said than done.
Interesting to think of... Who are these voices? Observation: With last nights experience a flash of light was as if the voice speaking to me was entering whatever field we were in to do so. The light was the indication of someone arriving.

...Further observation... When I was first writing this journal entry, as if to acknowledge my thoughts- there were chills running up and down my spine. Intuitively, this felt like the presence who wished to engage in conversation. It happened right as I began thinking of this entity. Perhaps this is a telepathic link you are mentioning Grumpy.

Quote from: tides2dust on December 08, 2020, 21:24:46
If I could make the realization that I don't have to walk or open doors, why not make the realization to speak telepathically?

In the NP, thought = action almost immediately. We don't have to use a physical appendage to achieve a desired action. Just a thought will do!  :-)

QuoteThe zeroing in effect I can best define as the threshold for crossing over. With sleep paralysis, I recognize my mind is observing the body enter rest or "standby" mode. The creeping sensation, usually starts at the feet, it is deep rest and climbs its way up the body. At the same time, there is a conscious rising effect that is sometimes accompanied by a toning or metal whirring(usually my left ear). These sounds were experienced in my earlier years. This zeroing in effect allows me to attempt an O.B.E. It's a simultaneous feeling of withdrawing and rising/pushing out. When the two forces meet, I am able to attempt a projection.

This is exactly what I do. First I realize, become aware of what is occurring. Then I passively observe as the vibrations start in my feet. They soon are joined by a vibration around my head. Now a gentle "whirring", the Astral Winds are approaching. The vibrations are now moving towards each until they become a consonant, meaning in complete harmony, merged with each other. Then everything stops for a few minutes and I feel my legs raising. The strangest part with me is I find myself then being dragged down my hallway and out my patio window. I have questioned why this route occurs so much, since we have large windows in our bedroom as well. But still it occurs. I have experienced the "Dweller of the Threshold", lights, tunnels, tunnel vision, voices, screaming, doorbells, all kinds of things.

QuotePersonal side note... As for the fear, I believe I will have to place faith in God that I will be okay and continue on. Easier said than done.
Interesting to think of... Who are these voices? Observation: With last nights experience a flash of light was as if the voice speaking to me was entering whatever field we were in to do so. The light was the indication of someone arriving.

Way easier said than done, but you have to learn to control those fears and you will be tested to the max. That seems to be some kind of "rite" there. Allow your curiosity to help you overcome your fear. Just know, you are always safe!  :-)

Welcome to the Pulse, tides!

You already show a good basic understanding of the energetic activity that is encountered during our early OBEs and I will second the advice given by both Lumaza and GR.

I would like to reinforce a couple of their points and offer an opinion on one other topic you mention-

GR commented about the use of telepathy and she is right about that being the common form of communication in the NP.  It is quite normal for our early OBEs where we attempt communication by 'physically' speaking and it invariably comes out garbled and confused and ineffective. It takes several experiences and attempts in this old-fashion method where we eventually give up and reconsider our method of communication. It actually may be that during this re-considering, it occurs to us that our thought process is actually beginning to somehow get our message across to our target audience. Learning this new method of communication is learning to combine our mental message along with an emotional component that expresses the 'feel' of the mental picture we are sending, and these are wrapped in a binding element of 'Intent' that packages the whole 'feel/think' message into a kind of thought balloon like you see in a comic strip. And once you form this 'package", you send it. And when it happens properly, it can be instantaneous; both the sending and the receiving. So that's one way to conceptualize it.

Lumaza spoke about the necessity to drop the fear and he is right. Always know that you have Guides and Protectors and of course, the Divine watching over you in whatever fashion you prefer. When you describe that 'zeroing in effect and the presence that leaves you feeling vulnerable'...many of us have experienced this fear and know just how palpable and extreme and 'real' it can feel. This is all part of the hypnogogic sensations we feel at this point and we simply have to trust and push through it. It may be simply a safety check, an instinctive safety valve that tries to point us back to Physical Reality. And we know how powerful it can be; it has scared me off many times. Like the voices and metallic screeching, freight train roaring...it is simply noise that describes the process and serves to scare and distract us. This Hypnogogia typically lessens considerably over time and with experience, but does not seem to ever completely disappear for most of us.

Finally, you mentioned the 'voices' and possibly communicating with them or understanding some message from them. I don't think you should spend much effort on this right now, maybe later...I've had these same experiences and wondered if there were not messages hidden within that I just couldn't understand at the time. But I soon realized this was still just a part of the Hypnogogia gibberish that plagues our early exit efforts. It's all just distracting noise right now. Give it several months, maybe a year or so and I think you will start encountering beings that you will have the opportunity to have legitimate communication with. It gets progressively better as you go along.

Nice work so far!

EV

Thanks so much for the welcome and the advice. Of course, when my confidence to explore the unknown is at an all time high the opportunity does not present itself. I wonder if anyone here can enter this state at will? That's where I'd like to end up with this.

I read somewhere here about simply observing. I drank a little alcohol yesterday evening which caused me to wake up in the middle of the night. I was awake from 1:15-4:00AM. At 4 I decided to go back to sleep laying on my back. I reminded myself I can talk telepathically in this state. I also decided that I would simply observe the images behind my eyelids, the sensations in my body and the thoughts that would enter my mind. Usually, to sleep, I notice a conversation in the mind takes a life of its own before falling into a dream and entering sleep. This time I tried to look at which thoughts my mind would entertain, let them go and see what would come back. Last nights efforts took longer than normal. I think if I am physically tired from the day, it is easier to enter the hypnagogic state. So last night was a lot of observing, I noticed the heavy sensation in my limbs- a few muscle twitches here and there. I played with this heavier state because it would seem I was dancing along some threshold like there was a particular pitch I could meet. It was meeting this sensation of surrender and, as best I can describe, burst of deep relaxation would send my body into a deeper state and send chills along my spine. I think this is where I would normally enter into a projection, and usually the ringing in the ear is heard here too. I think this time the alcohol interfered with my conscious state which is why my mind would not settle in the previous, familiar setting which would allow for a more elaborate astral experience.

After playing with this crossing over sensation I went back to observing the images behind my eyelids and listening for any sounds. Two things happened here. I began to notice the image of a man on the left hand viewing screen of this, "astral vision." I distinctly remember a priestly collar and the feeling was, he was leaned up against a wall. He might have been resting, he may have been distraught. The priest collar, black with the white square in the middle, really stood out to me and his emotional state seemed tired or maybe a little drained. He was resting. I tried saying hello to him but there was no response. I must have slipped into sleep as I have no recollection past this.

A little later I woke up to turn to my side and had a second attempt. The same creeping sensations were observed and this time, instead of waiting to hear something I tried to project telepathically. I still found myself using actual words but it was coupled with an acute impression which was more of a direction, visually speaking it was like pushing a cone of narrowing energy out from ones forehead with the word hello at the tip and behind the force. To my surprise, a raspy frog like voice responded "hello." I fell into a dream but remember recalling this experience even in the dream itself. Guess I was excited to share it here.  :-D

As a side note, I think I am ready to get back on a semi-disciplined routine. I may experiment and wake my self up at 3AM just to fall back asleep for the opportunity to project.

I haven't had much luck with the 3AM experiment. The idea was, if I wake myself up at 3AM and try to go back to sleep I can catch the opportunity for projection. What has ended up happening so far, is that my mind is to alert and I can't make the disconnect from body with mind. Looking back at my earlier projections, I actually have better luck with experiencing this shift in awareness from 4AM-5AM. I think I will try 4AM next but must give my self some rest. Between two jobs and waking up at 3AM to pursue personal interest well, I am more tired than anything.  :-D What is interesting to me, is that I could not just fall back asleep. Maybe my excitement was keeping me up. I tried to observe and sit still, but the mind was keeping the body awake too. Eventually I felt the need to turn to my side and quietly surrender back to slumber... In doing so, I've no memory of actually falling asleep. There were some interesting dreams, I would meet friends I know in this waking life and they would show me their thoughts or attitudes/feelings towards any particular matter. I tried to confirm one dream with a friend and she was surprised. The dream dealt with her, or someone, showing me a new office space and after sharing this with her she acknowledged her work place is expanding and they're moving into a new office. 

Hey tides,
Some ideas-

Your 3am effort is a good idea but needs some adjustments. Plus, don't wear yourself out over this with two jobs and lack of sleep; progress will come at its own pace. Your 3am effort is largely described by WBTB if you haven't heard of it or Wake, Back To Bed...it is a method that works for me as I have difficulty shutting the mind down without simply falling asleep. WBTB typically targets that 1-4am window. Your idea about moving to 5am is a good but different strategy also. The reason being is that we need to get the physical body its needed rest and recuperation of at least 1 or 2 or 3 sleep/REM cycles. Somewhere in there we can search for the proper ratio of physical relaxation versus mental alertness, not too much of either. You will have satisfied that requirement if you target a 5am wakeup and just lay there drifting in the hypnogogia, simply passively observing...that works for many people. WBTB targets just after that second or third sleep/REM cycle but the trick is finding the balance that keeps you just mentally aware enough to observe while your body falls back into sleep. You can just lay there, but you will likely just fall asleep again. So you have to get up and stay awake for awhile and there is no set standard except maybe 15 minutes to an hour. And you do something monotonous or simple...read for half an hour, fold clothes, listen to late night talk radio, wash dishes...you don't go for a jog or lift weights. The idea is to wake up and get your mind moving just a bit, without signaling your body to wake up and power up for a new day. This way, in half an hour or an hour (my target window is 45 minutes) you sit in your recliner or slip back into bed, maybe prop yourself up with pillows and observe as your body falls back to sleep. The timing is always tricky and imperfect for obvious reasons. Have an Intention in mind and state it internally a few times...you have set all the conditions for an OBE, but you still need a purpose for the trip- a piece of information, a destination, a person to visit, etcetera...this needs to be declared and stated as your Intention; it's like loading a computer command. Without it you likely go nowhere.
If you can't think of an Intent, there is always the default command- Take me to where I can learn the next thing I need to learn

EV

Thanks so much EV!

Two really good idea's that I am looking forward to trying first thing tomorrow!
-Wake up at 5AM(I think this will work best)
-Lay on back and prop head up with an extra pillow(I noticed it is easier to slip into rest and keep the mind alert a bit propped up like that. Otherwise I am tempted to turn to my side and surrender to slumber :-D)

When I would experience sleep paralysis in my youth, all it took was getting up to use the restroom and later- drinking some water.

Kind regards!

Small success. Small failure.  :-D

I woke up at 5:10 and the entire house decided to wake up too. Dogs, family...  :lol: Couldn't get back to sleep until after 6AM. I watched the colors behind my eyelids move about until I started losing patience and turned to my side to fall asleep. To my surprise, the opportunity still came! The honing in/pushing out, all from sleeping on my right side. My intention was similar to what you said, EV, that I wanted to learn something. With this in mind I heard what sounded like a woman walking in high heels and suddenly I felt transported to a classroom. I could hear her voice and my presence was noticed to the extent that she sighed in disappointment, like I was late to something, and then proceeded with her lecture. I can't remember much details past this, she gave me an acronym which somehow related to astral projection. I wonder if this is because I am reading a lot of acronyms around the forum  :-D Oh, And the name of a location, Jordan- was the last bit of information I retrieved before it was over. I made the mistake of not writing this down right away. I remember telling myself, "this is an easy thing to remember." I kept repeating it over and over. When I woke up, I thought, I don't want to miss another opportunity. The experience did not last long so rather than write down or research this acronym I tried experiencing another AP which ended up turning into a wild dream about my family.

I think I am going to try to set my alarm a little earlier tomorrow. Another thing is I had the hardest time setting an intention, I wonder if I can just have an experience without one.

Even small steps forward are success.

An experience like this one is much more in the success category than a failure one. You have noticed that much more subtlety and sophistication has just been introduced; but initially you subdivide it into success versus failure, and that is just too severe a criticism. So many of these experiences now happen on very subtle, instinctive levels.

This for me, was a huge moment of rethinking and understanding the depth and levels of complexity to these NP experiences and it took time to realize. Your comments indicate to me at least, that your intuitive feel is developing, such that you are now subdividing your short experience into aspects of success versus failure. I'm not saying that you shouldn't reflect on it this way, but rather I'm suggesting you additionally recognize the "feel" you sense about one aspect versus another. This is your intuition sense and a key sense that is needing development to navigate the Non-Physical Reality. Every time now that you sense some information, realize that it is likely still far deeper than you first thought. It may or may not be, but a twenty minute meditation might sometimes provide more insight.

An example might be to reflect on the insight that you were somehow in a classroom with a teacher imparting information. The details are unimportant right now, your insight was the "feel" that this was a classroom/teacher...another likelihood was the acronym and location...again, the detail of each is not necessary right now but may indicate a slightly complex form of information that was communicated. It's frustrating to not immediately understand the acronym or remember the location, but we have to trust that the information was received on a deeper non-conscious level and frankly that is how some information HAS to be received. This still happens even for very experienced explorers.

The debate about Intent is an ongoing discussion. I think you need an Intent most of the time as it is closely linked to just how the NPR operates with "thought=action"...so if there isn't something specific you want, again I recommend the default. Sometimes you may find yourself in the Void, or at the tail end of a dream, kind of 'in between worlds'...you can just sort of idle there and see what shows...learning when and how to go with nothing or a small bit of something is also part of the process and the adventure.

Hope that gives further thoughts,

EV

Hi Tides, I just want to jump in here and add my 2 cents and back up the great advice and direction you've been getting.

While intent isn't everything necessarily it certainly is very important part of this exploration. May even be the cornerstone. You are doing very well with what appears to me to be a natural instinct on your part. Follow that and trust yourself. Intent provides direction and there are all kinds of ways you can state your intent. Like through meditation, silent thoughts or even verbal self-talk. You can do this at the time of your attempt or at any time.

One of my favorite techniques is to state (out loud when it is appropriate to do so) a few times through out the day what I want to do.. I feel when I do this I am speaking to both my inner and outer consciousness as well to any 'other' who may have their ears on, so to speak. I also consciously let it be known that I will only accept guidance from those who have my or humanities best interest at heart.

This does not mean all my experiences will be rosey. They certainly are not for we travel through both good and bad and must learn to understand and deal with both.

Ev is correct, thought = action and you will hear that over and over again. I've no doubt once you grasp that you will do well, dang you are already doing well.

Kudos,
Nameless

I'd like to 2nd the part where Nameless suggests intentional verbal self-talk! Affirmations are surprisingly powerful. I think this is what helped get the whole ball rolling for me when I made the decision this was something I wanted to experience. From what I've read, affirmations need to be positive and in the present tense. E.g., instead of saying something like "I won't have any trouble leaving my body," which uses the (negative) word "won't" and is in the future tense, you would say, "I easily leave my body" = present tense and positive (no negatives like won't, can't, don't, blah blah). Speak out loud in a deep resonant voice, every day, with the feeling of gratitude like what you're saying *is already happening* and you're just grateful and *affirming* this thing that is *already happening*. You could pick a certain amount of time, like 10 minutes, 15 minutes, half hour, etc., and speak the affirmation out loud for that time period every single day until you feel like it's "kicked in", as it were. When I started my affirmations, I had a big flash-bang AP probably in only about 6 or 7 days after starting the affirmations. Full on vibrations, energy limbs floating loose, the works. I wasn't even "trying" to get out in that particular moment - I had fallen asleep, and woke up with a start by the crazy vibrations! Like, huh? whaa--OMG it's happening! I was honestly surprised that affirmations were so effective! Give it a whirl =) It may be really helpful for you, too!

Well, thank you all for the wonderful suggestions. Yes, I think we are our harshest critics- growing up has always been a 110%/extreme in any direction, even if it meant regression or self inflicted harm. I have felt the wonder of a gentle and open attitude, and I have felt the Beloved we call Spirit- and in being absorbed in this idea of my self, this immediate"personality/incarnation" do I create a distance from what is otherwise an always open and loving attitude with all of life. I do need to slow down and be grateful for everything. So thank you for the reminder, all. And for the positive affirmation. I have always been drawn towards mystics and alchemist and the insights you share with me are in line with this way of life.

Grumpy, you mentioned not "trying" to get out. Yes, I am almost always exerting force/will in the in-between, pushing or pulling in an attempt to see the energetic limbs detach from the denser form. With the holidays and the increased hours in work, I have opted to give this week a rest. Who knows, I may still be visited by an opportunity. I can tell you I still try to go to sleep now and just observe, which is a fond experience in its own. I am so grateful to have this community, being here among each of you has alleviated a good portion of my fear. And seeing as this is a space I am allowed to share my NP experiences I am going share two from my recent past. My reason for it is, if anyone is interested, that I might get further idea's as to what I am experiencing- and if it is for my self well, I am using this journal as a way to contemplate and express...

This one was different from the usual OBE in that, instead of energetic limbs I witnessed an orb of light which I've since called a miracle orb. I was meditating and ended up laying on my back. I archived this because, well.. See for your self:

Quotei fell asleep at 7:00PM last night. I woke up at 9:00PM to use the restroom. upon falling back asleep something happened...
i was beginning to detach from my body. there were no more thoughts and from a different point of view, in a gray room, all that was visible was a very large and very bright, shining white light. there was no noise coming from this radiating orb. the only noise i heard was the breathing of my body. this giant mass was moving very slowly down towards my body. my breathing was increasing, becoming louder or more apparent. then the orb sank into my chest and upon contact my breath had immediately synchronized with this light. once it touched my body i was flooded with a sensation and chills ran along up and down my spine as my breath carried everything through out my entire body. the feeling here, words can not/should not satisfy... but it was a bliss beyond what i've experienced in a long time. today i intuited the word union. this all happened so quickly(at least, that's what i thought) and once the orb sank into my being i tried to astral project. well as soon as i pulled my ethereal form out of my body i was slammed down back into it by a very heavy weight. i'm not sure but i think, once i began to witness my ethereal form and think more of an, "astral body" noticing a second presence against the orb may have caused some form of doubt which brought a halt to my experience. it could have been because i was beginning to think again as well... who is to say... i woke up so energized though i was ready to stretch and meditate- not tired at all. all of this happened in what felt like a couple minutes or less... well i looked at the clock and it was 10:33PM.

This moment happened July 25th 2018.

Sorry for any poor grammar. Why am I sharing this? GrumpyRabbit mentioned not trying to project but having a wild experience either way. This is the same. I wonder, is this orb actually a raw version of my NP self? However, I had prayed earlier to God for healing and this was the experience that followed. Is this God? It is why I call it a miracle orb. Is anyone here familiar with the 1111 phenomenon? While I don't have specific answer, what I have come to understand is that Spirit is Alive. Life IS. I am one that has been fearful of death and through out my life have experienced, "other side" moments which may be Spirits way in providing answers. I can't say, but the 1111 phenomenon I see as an intelligent force able to manipulate reality in order to acknowledge your innermost thoughts. Or, better coined, consciousness. It goes beyond, "looking for" and "creating something out of nothing" while it may just be that- creation- there are moments that I could not possibly orchestrate without the assistance of a much larger force- larger than the recognition of ones immediate incarnation/shorter lifespan. My other thought is... In my confusion, I tried to project once union was made which ended my experience. I ask if this was a form of my self and maybe I was observing the tail end of the healing experience. In this particular example, trying to exert "my" Will ended up conflicting with the actual NP moment.

There's so much, why would we see our selves as an orb in one instance and as an energetic outline in another? Sometimes we don't see ourselves at all. The second experience I am interested in sharing and gathering additional insight is my most conscious shared astral body experience with a girl named Abigail- very similar to what Nameless shared in her journal. This took place in 2019. I will share it another time. It's a lot and I am just excited. This NP space, the levels of observation, the similarities and the uniqueness. The fine line between subconscious creation and something more. I am feeling the wonder.  :-D

 Tides, the "Orb" had something to show you. Yet, you still attempted to "control" the experience by forcing a "exit". The experience likely ended then and there because you didn't get it's "message"/purpose for the Orb being there in the first place. This is what I mean when I and others here say to "passively observe" and "allow" the experience at hand to evolve how "it" wishes, not how we wish it to. This is just one of the many lessons the NP will teach you if you are open to it. Allow your "curiosity" to take over!  :wink:

You can learn so much more from observing. Trust and just know that it is there to teach you. Communicate with it. Attempt to find out it's purpose. Seeing/witnessing this Orb is a powerful experience in itself!  8-)

Agreed with all prior comments. The "orb" was possibly a higher self healing mechanism or from completely outside, doesn't really matter, it was healing...the fact that it sank into your chest where the heart chakra resides...and yes, you probably disrupted it to some degree with your conflicted awareness, but don't worry about it too much...how would you know and most of us have more than one experience like this in our repertoire...this was 2018 and think about how much more you know, sense or 'feel' about it all now...this will continue to increase...

So the trick in all this is a balance between 'observing' and 'participating'...when to watch and when to get involved...it is an awkward and imprecise process going forward, so don't immediately doubt your responses...often there are no perfect answers...part of the fun, it seems, lol.

 I apologize, I didn't catch the date there. You likely have already confronted and moved past that problem! It's part of the process.

Quote from: EscapeVelocity on December 22, 2020, 04:36:45
So the trick in all this is a balance between 'observing' and 'participating'...when to watch and when to get involved...it is an awkward and imprecise process going forward, so don't immediately doubt your responses...often there are no perfect answers...part of the fun, it seems, lol.

Back to the lyrics of that famous 38 Special song. "Hold on loosely, but don't let go. If you cling too tightly, you're gonna lose control". Those words basically hold truth in the NP balancing act that we all have had and likely still do experience still today.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tFUi8Wa03hc&feature=emb_logo

Woah, very cool orb experience! Sounds very powerful!

OK just a quick sec before I attempt to sleep, to clarify what I meant by "not trying" - Right now I'm sitting here at my desk, and if I "try" to project it's not going to happen. I'm not at the point where I can just decide I want to do it "now", and within short order get out. So, that first experience I described, I was not "actively trying" in that moment. I woke up to the process *already happening* and all I had to do was stay calm, go with it, and not get in the way. I woke up to the train already leaving the station, ya know? I just had to hang on and let it take me for a ride. But the reason that happened (and continued happening) was because I spent the whole week prior setting aside a good chunk of time in my day to do my verbal affirmations with as much conviction as I could muster. I clearly affirmed my intent, my desire, my will, my focus, etc, out loud to my higher self and any other guides or helpers who are out there that this is what I want, I'm ready for this. That's a different kind of "trying" I think - and it was critically important for this shift in my life to happen. And for full disclosure, yes sometimes it does indeed take a bit more "effort/trying" in the moment to have a successful exit. I certainly remember once I managed to get all my energy limbs free, and I'm basically floating completely above my body except for...my darn left foot, which helpfully managed to get itself "stuck" in my physical body. Hurmph. I had to rotate around in the air in all sortsa weird ways to wriggle that sucker outta there LOL

That's awesome Grumpy.

Thank you guys, I will try to be more observant.

I'm a little embarrassed to share this but I haven't read the entirety of switching from physical to np thread and I think this entry has a lot to do with it. I also am finally beginning to realize a distinction between mental creation and forceful chest exertions as I remember most everyone's comment to observe more. I'm logging now because, while I may still have another opportunity to project- I also have to wake up soon for work.

I was having trouble sleeping which I saw as the perfect chance to project. Switched from trying to lay on either side to laying on my back with one arm positioned behind my head. The sensations came on quickly and I heard someone say my name one or two times as I was entering the NP state. Earlier in the day my meditation group had the intention of being visited by a teacher called Monjoronson. This didn't quite happen for me, instead I saw a dark blue light and thought of it as a tall blue crystal because one of our members in the group has experiences with crystals. I told my self he'd definitely contact one of our members and that I might still have an opportunity to meet him in my dreams.
So, without trying, when the opportunity to project presented itself I telegraphed telepathically for Monjoronson. Almost instantly a very tall and blue figure(like an energetic form of a person) appeared in my mental landscape. Broad and bold- much larger than myself. I thought this was him. I grabbed his hand and tried to pull my self out from my body. I couldn't get out. It was like I was stuck up against a wall rendering it impossible to be pulled beyond. I spent some time here trying to get past this energetic wall. I'm not sure what happened to Monjoronson... Then I heard my Mother walking up and whispering something from behind my door. In a paralyzed state I tried to respond to her. I remember feeling the raspiness in my voice as I struggled to speak. She was asking me to do something, but I was so obsessed with this in between state that I tried to tell her no thank you which took multiple attempts to force from out my lungs. Something happened here... Instantly I realized or... I was being shown, none of that was real. Where I had imagined the scene taking place was replaced by a static, fading green light. I wonder if Monjoronson was helping me understand, what everyone here has been trying to help me understand... That is the distinction between using my will to exert a disconnect from this idea of my physical self versus witnessing the mental creation which somehow felt more real because I thought I had no control of what was happening.

When I woke up I thought it was surely 6AM. I went to use the restroom, looked out the window and noticed it was still rather dark. I came back to look at the time and record this in a journal(hand written notation this time) and it was 3:57AM. For that reason I quickly jotted things down and tried to project again... This time, I said, I am going to simply observe. The intention of the meditation group was to ask Monjoronson for a clear example of how we could better serve in ushering an era of Light & Life. I've never made the attempt to speak with this guide before today. A part of me has a hard time connecting with him on a personal level. Considering all things I am ready to put any disbelief aside and try to establish contact/communication. Whatever happens, I need to let the mental landscape show me versus trying so hard to exert will. Still, I thought, I'd need to telegraph that I am asking for instruction/guidance.  

Well, I couldn't get back in it. My mind kept thinking about what just happened and comparing the prospect of having to go to work soon to a desire to write/work this out before the day starts. 4:22AM and I was too restless to slip back in it the NP. I did try forcing a quicker in between state by once again propping my arm behind my head, which seemed to help bring on the onset of a resting body. Slower, quieter and deeper breathing. A relaxed face and a welcoming of the surrender. So I have some idea's of how to slip in this in between state faster.

I wonder who is it that says my name in the beginning of these experiences? Another thought is that I am already in the NP state when that happens, and my mistake is in trying to further project by creating the idea of my body and then creating the idea of separating from it. So there needs to be a shift in consciousness as I become aware of this state. The other thing, which has something to do with the thread I should be reading more of right now... Is in wondering how to remain conscious once the dream/unconscious mind starts to take over. Once I am in this state I seem to have a difficult time in creating something of my own fruition. Or is it that my subconscious mind is still my creation?

Still curious to me is the presence of Monjoronson, and how he somehow went from a distinct form to being an unseen guide illustrating the differences between my attempt to take his hand and exit the body versus creating a life like scenario of my Mother walking up to the bedroom door and trying to communicate from behind it. She was saying something like I need to get up and move about or do something I can't remember(it felt so very real). I believe seeing the fading green light and being woken up from this state had something to do with the guide and in helping me understand what just happened was in fact a mental simulation.

 "Considering all things I am ready to put any disbelief aside and try to establish contact/communication. Whatever happens, I need to let the mental landscape show me versus trying so hard to exert will. Still, I thought, I'd need to telegraph that I am asking for instruction/guidance. "

This is exactly what you need to do. An excellent insight. And the 'asking' is appropriate and works almost automatically, just as you described it.

Whether 'Monjoronson' actually was involved is another issue entirely, but it is likely that you did open communication to some beneficial guidance...you just have to take some of these experiences on faith, so to speak...and figure them out later...sometimes years...lol.

" I wonder who is it that says my name in the beginning of these experiences? Another thought is that I am already in the NP state when that happens, and my mistake is in trying to further project by creating the idea of my body and then creating the idea of separating from it. So there needs to be a shift in consciousness as I become aware of this state."

Hearing your name is a 'prompt' of some sort; you can guess from where it comes. The rest of your statement is an entirely accurate assessment of your situation and a very important understanding of how you move forward. You don't have to make a shift from here...you already have! This IS the new state!

It is this realization that is often too simple and too obvious to realize...you will get it, and then smack yourself upside the head, lol.

Sorry about the previous, I am still crap about quoting...grrr...

Okay, I put quotes in...

Thanks! You aren't kidding! I've had dreams follow me from 2008 that still guide me today. 10 years later in fact I'd receive truer insights to them all.

Considering my beliefs about consciousness and a living Spirit I believe I did encounter Monjoronson. I believe consciousness is not limited to a physical body but may operate outside the organ we call a brain.

I believe the subconscious and other worldly experiences coexist- and the depth, breadth, width of this realm we experience in the non physical is mysterious. Being here has given me confidence to say we're all explorers of this unknown- pioneers of consciousness.

I think it human to solely identify consciousness with the immediate dense/material body and in this way confuse our own definitions and distinctions even our identity. I am starting to believe the subconscious mind is not limited to this personality/incarnation- in other words, the mind is not just your brain. Perhaps it is more appropriate to simply say subconscious... ?

We are our human bodies and we are so much more. It may be the human experience is far greater than the definitions we manage to create. I also understand relevance and a subjective nature.

The other night I had the discussion with my friend, thanks to having a community like this, and I am in love with the phrase NP experience. This last entry and what others here share highlights my struggle with trying to project- imagining a separate physical body in the minds eye- it is not that this is wrong, but it may be an extra effort not always necessary. Because I've had beautiful experiences imagining my energetic limbs and have successfully had projections in this way. It has also been my entry point into this entire explorative process.

It would seem our experiences match our temperament but that the nature of reality is even more astounding than that. All beautiful miracles... I believe in a living Spirit and that its guidance can communicate to us at almost any dynamic.

What I guess I am getting at is, I am feeling open to the wonder and the expansion... At this point in my personal reality, I have no desire in telling someone what is right or what is wrong and instead thoroughly enjoy the possibilities of it all.

Please know I am not saying you or anyone here has done this with me, no I am speaking in ways that help me understand the delicate and intrinsic nature of ones internal dialogue with the external world. While having this conversation with my friend, a streak of white light was made manifest. On rare occasion... in a completely awake state, I've witnessed manifestations from this astral plane here in front of me. A white feather to appear then disappear. Or to see misshapen translucent orbs playfully chase each other or streaks of light and splotches over people and things. I believe this all has something to do with that coexistent nature and what we've also called astral projection.

What is really fascinating is when the external world manipulates itself in order to acknowledge you. I am talking about things you have no control over speaking directly to you. It makes you question the nature of reality and for me, has become faith affirming.

My friend would sing this song to me in my adult years... Maybe you remember it?
Row, row, row your boat... :)

I've had another experience this morning. I was very tired and couldn't sleep... a perfect time to project! I thought.

I was able to settle in the in-between very easily. I had a little trouble trying to set an intention. I thought I'd like to connect with my Sufi teacher and friend. I was really unsure about the wording here, because what if my Sufi teacher isn't the one I thought? These are silly ruminations now that I think on it. I know who I wanted to connect with... Yet as I began to slip from physical awareness to mental imagery my desire for intention started changing without realizing it. I started to notice what looked like a giant mosaic in my minds eye. I quickly came back to physical awareness and reminded myself of my intention and once again started to slip back in the in-between. Just before doing so a voice whispered(yet again), "Eric- remember to..." and while I can't remember the rest... I remember it had to do with my latest lesson... That is the fact that I can move about in this mental landscape without projecting a body. And that this in-between is the desired state. Once again this giant mosaic appeared. This time, as I tried to inspect it, I felt my entire viewing screen moving towards it. I can only think I must have looked like a giant orb if I had a self moving about. It is quite a different sensation- to imagine a body moving in a fixed area or landscape versus a screen or, "area" that moves with you. It isn't the first time, just something I find myself reflecting on more often.

I wasn't able to get past this or experience much more... I even found myself behind closed eyes inspecting my hands again- or creating the imagery of energetic limbs. They were faint some times, not things I could see through like before- but dark shadows with darker outlines. That mosaic never really left the background either, whatever it was. I remember holding my hands in front of me with art behind it. I remember still being rather occupied by this idea of astral limbs. Shortly after I lost awareness and entered some very detailed dreams. They were about friends and family I don't have the best relationships with but the dreams were somehow pleasant and affirming of where each person is at in their life now. I think... x_x

wow, nice! 

I would go with the gut instinct. I used to fly like superman, then I started floating whilst my legs were crossed about four feet off the ground. lol  So, what do you think the mosaic was about?  What did you feel when you looked at it?  Does it represent anything to you? Do you think it could have something to do with the, "Eric, remember to..."?

Very cool, thanks for sharing!

Quote from: Naykid on January 03, 2021, 11:37:48
wow, nice! 

I would go with the gut instinct. I used to fly like superman, then I started floating whilst my legs were crossed about four feet off the ground. lol  So, what do you think the mosaic was about?  What did you feel when you looked at it?  Does it represent anything to you? Do you think it could have something to do with the, "Eric, remember to..."?

Very cool, thanks for sharing!

Hi Naykid, thank you for the interesting question. I haven't a clue what the mosaic was, but that it definitely was. It's odd that I can't recall an emotion tied to it...
I used to fly by, "swimming frog style" through the air. One projection I realized I didn't need to do that and like you started floating instead. Phasing through bedroom doors was a fun thing to imagine. For me, sometimes the knowing is matter of fact while other times you have to rediscover a forgotten lesson. I wonder if the experiences aren't linear only because I hadn't trained myself enough, experienced enough in succession, or if that's just how it goes.
A part of me thought the voice was my Sufi friend. I have heard whispers and still don't know who they are. A part of my intention last night was asking if I could learn more about them, and like the Sufi discovery, I questioned if I was actually ready.

Very cool of you to share yours with me too! I LOVE all of this.  :-) *happy dance*  :-D

Quote from: tides2dust on January 03, 2021, 13:29:53
Hi Naykid, thank you for the interesting question. I haven't a clue what the mosaic was, but that it definitely was. It's odd that I can't recall an emotion tied to it...
I used to fly by, "swimming frog style" through the air. One projection I realized I didn't need to do that and like you started floating instead. Phasing through bedroom doors was a fun thing to imagine. For me, sometimes the knowing is matter of fact while other times you have to rediscover a forgotten lesson. I wonder if the experiences aren't linear only because I hadn't trained myself enough, experienced enough in succession, or if that's just how it goes.
A part of me thought the voice was my Sufi friend. I have heard whispers and still don't know who they are. A part of my intention last night was asking if I could learn more about them, and like the Sufi discovery, I questioned if I was actually ready.

Very cool of you to share yours with me too! I LOVE all of this.  :-) *happy dance*  :-D

lol I do the happy dance too.  :-D  Going through doors, ceilings or walls amazingly enough feels just like you'd think. Well, at least for me.  I once stretched halfway into a tiny tv that appeared on my bedside table once and the feeling is exactly like that too.... stretching, but without pain or restraint.  Good luck with your future endeavors!

I'm a bit out of the loop and have no idea what you're talking about re: your Sufi friend, but since you had the intent to connect with this Sufi, and you saw a mosaic pattern (my impression is you had never seen it before?) you might want to do some googling to see if you recognize the pattern. Like even just googling "sufi" + "mosaics" will get you a lot of hits. Maybe you'll see something that looks like it, and then you can read about it and learn about its significance.

Grumpy! Whoa, I can't believe I never tried that! I am finding some eerily similar results! There is definitely a connection to Sufism in my Spiritual Journey or lineage. Long story short, in 2008 I had three dreams with what felt like unregulated access to some of the phenomenal experiences we relay here. Years later I had a very detailed dream and learned the word Sufi from it! Years after that I had a moment of clarity that followed me through out the day, with crazy manifestations like an albino peacock and a rose made manifest in front of my feet. That day the peacock angel was revealed to me, which Sufi mystics call Al Khadir or "the green man." Seeing his image in the ocean was a knowing of the same man I met in the ocean in my dream- and the color green was also prominent! After having learned the word Sufi from the prior experience I began to read inspiration from a Sufi mystic teacher by the name of Hazrat Inayat Khan. What a beautiful soul! He had a similar mission to Paramahansa Yogananda which is making God a reality. Seeing how there is even a connection with Sufism and the mosaic, I am astounded... ! And would like to try again to connect with this force... Thank you so much...  :-)

I'm coming back to share something special. I enjoy these moments. I believe in God, I believe in magic. I believe the Universe can acknowledge your innermost being- that is, something outside of your self communicating with your deepest Self. I've always enjoyed this connection. Well... After replying to Grumpy from work, I had to run the trash out to the dumpster with a coworker. When I opened the dumpster a single black star balloon was inside, rose out and went up to the clouds. My coworker and smiled and thought it was such a lovely experience. All of this, immediately after feeling a sense of awe for the Sufi and mosaic connection. I do believe Spirit is Alive and communicating.

A skeptic would tell me I'm creating meaning from nothing. I don't really believe in coincidences and even if the skeptic is right, I wonder- what power that must be! Even so, I have moved past skepticism, not past discerning or questioning but have cultivated Faith and have witnessed moments truly outside of my control, people and objects acknowledging only my thoughts. What magic this is available to all of us!

I'm home from work now and thought I would also share with you some of my daily inspiration from the Sufi teacher, who I found after learning the word in the dream...
(https://wahiduddin.net/saki/fb_posts/01_07_21.jpg)
https://wahiduddin.net/hik/hik_origins.htm - you can scroll to the bottom to see the ten principles of Sufism

Now I wonder... How much of the external world is really our internal one?

Quote from: tides2dust on January 07, 2021, 18:46:27
Whoa, I can't believe I never tried that! I am finding some eerily similar results!

The magic of google!! lol so glad it's helping you put some of the pieces together =) One quote that I've heard (I don't recall the original source, and I'm adlibbing a bit) is that you think your spirit guides have given you some kinda super unique ritual (for example), and then you learn that the Hoobydooby tribe of West Claymore have been doing that for 10,000 years. The power of that is that it's a great way to crowdsource information about what we see and experience! I kinda hate the internet, but it sure is a helpful resource.

Thanks Grumps. Yes it is very cool. It reminds me of a class I took in college- divine creational stories. Here we learned of the legends around creation scattered all through out the globe and found so many similarities despite obvious cultural differences. These folks didn't have Google then either.  :lol:

Here are the images most similar...
(https://64.media.tumblr.com/e81f4e3b3ee9be6784b047ee901ddf0f/tumblr_ojniwcQ77e1qbwdm8o1_500.jpg)

I've circled the closest looking piece. In my mind it was a stand alone object, it wouldn't surprise me if it is meant to be connected to something more.
(https://i.ibb.co/Fnc1vH4/mosaicsufism.jpg) (https://imgbb.com/)

 Tides, those are "Mandala's". Mandalas are sacred symbols that come in all shapes and forms. Here is a link to a website that does a fantastic job explaining more about them and their purpose.
http://www.mandalascapes.com/aboutmandalas.html

I haven't had much success with conscious projections. I've had vivid dreams recently but not much in the realm of direct communication or observation of the in-between state. I wonder if coffee interferes with this? I get mixed answers. Some say no, some say yes. Also I'm working almost every day now so I find it difficult to wake myself up intentionally at 4AM, trying to capture that in between moment and then wake up again just hours later to record details before going to work.  :cry:

It would seem whatever responsible for allowing the projections, discovering answers or intermingling directly with... Operates on their time, not mine. Still, I try.
If I have to abandon my love for coffee for a while, well, this is a challenge on its own.  :-D

Have tried wake back to sleep for a while now and am not having much success. I should add that this is the way I usually am permitted to experience a NPE. It seems these projections occur on someone-else's time. Last night after 2AM-2:30AM an opportunity was present and IMMEDIATELY shut down. Literally like an, "access denied" feeling. Just as I started hearing a voice and the creeping sensations associated with sleep paralysis or the feelings just before "take-off"  :-D Am I shutting down? What is the reason for it...? Could I not be acknowledging something...? Hmm.

It used to be around the full moon opportunities would be more prevalent. Maybe I will have a chance tonight!
I have been feeling more connected lately, or like I'm back to this way of being. The non-physical reality is taking a life of communicating through the conscious experience, and I'm noticing surreal patterns or subtle intricacies creating a much larger picture.

Quote from: tides2dust on January 29, 2021, 13:22:52
Have tried wake back to sleep for a while now and am not having much success. I should add that this is the way I usually am permitted to experience a NPE. It seems these projections occur on someone-else's time. Last night after 2AM-2:30AM an opportunity was present and IMMEDIATELY shut down. Literally like an, "access denied" feeling. Just as I started hearing a voice and the creeping sensations associated with sleep paralysis or the feelings just before "take-off"  :-D Am I shutting down? What is the reason for it...? Could I not be acknowledging something...? Hmm.

It used to be around the full moon opportunities would be more prevalent. Maybe I will have a chance tonight!
I have been feeling more connected lately, or like I'm back to this way of being. The non-physical reality is taking a life of communicating through the conscious experience, and I'm noticing surreal patterns or subtle intricacies creating a much larger picture.

Tides, this is why I had to "re-develop" new techniques over and over again.

I first used a candle staring technique. This involved the use of a "imprint". It worked a few times, then it went cold. So, I changed to WBTB. That worked for a number of times, then I was forced to change again. So, now it was Bedeekin's "pre-nap technique". Once again, it worked great, then my body got used to it and once again I found myself stuck.

Then I began to learn how to Phase and found that there are so many targets of focus that I would never run out of ways to do it. But, once in awhile, I find myself stalled in that too. When that happens, I revert back to method one, candle staring again. You are correct, for some reason we need to keep "re-inventing the wheel" again. It's good to have a "arsenal" of go to techniques to get you back again.

Like you said though, the "awareness" that you get from having had NP experiences in the past will spill over to this physical reality as well. That never goes away. You can't undo what's already done. This is what I call the "perks" of this practice in general. The sense of just "knowing" stays with you!

Hey thanks Lumaza, I appreciate the acknowledgment and will have to research some new techniques soon! Thank god for this forum!  :-D

QuoteLast night after 2AM-2:30AM an opportunity was present and IMMEDIATELY shut down. Literally like an, "access denied" feeling. Just as I started hearing a voice and the creeping sensations associated with sleep paralysis or the feelings just before "take-off"  grin Am I shutting down? What is the reason for it...? Could I not be acknowledging something...? Hmm.

Tides..

You may find you have different types of experiences through the various stages of the night and your sleep.

This time period it is notorious for me to go into ET contact OBES.. fascinating but at the same time the most challenging. It takes a certain readiness, energy level and mood.

Try the wake back to bed following 3-4 sleep cycles, more toward the early morning hours and see what happens, what the differences may be.

Go back and forth ( if you like ) between passive and active exits.. I am prone to the passive, pure OBSERVATION type exit/experience.

There is just so! much data available to take in.. If I am too active so much of it gets by me.

I am principally all about the data, making it back with it all intact.

What is most important to you?

Hi Casey,
Thank you for posing the question. I've not really asked my self. I suppose, connection and discovery. These moment's are wonderful, even when terrifying, and so I would say for enjoyment as well. Truly I hope to get closer to God/Love. I will keep your question in mind, it's a good one.
<3

Quote from: tides2dust on January 29, 2021, 13:22:52
Last night after 2AM-2:30AM an opportunity was present and IMMEDIATELY shut down. Literally like an, "access denied" feeling. Just as I started hearing a voice and the creeping sensations associated with sleep paralysis or the feelings just before "take-off"  :-D Am I shutting down? What is the reason for it...? Could I not be acknowledging something...? Hmm.

Dude I am laughing!!  :-D :-D This sort of thing just happens sometimes and reading this made me remember something similar that happened to me like...6 or so months ago.

I had asked to be taken to the Highest Self of my ex. We had a strange little conversation. I can only stay out so long before I lose focus and get sucked back.  But the conversation wasn't really over so after taking notes, I managed to get back to right state again and asked the same thing, to be taken back to his Highest Self. I started to feel buzzing and movement to indicate that I was starting to travel there, and then suddenly and abruptly these words flashed in front of me:  ACCESS UNEXPLAINED. I was then *quite* forcibly ejected back to my body. LMFAO I guess the powers that be decided, nope, that was enough of that! Maybe I wasn't supposed to have access to his Highest Self in the first place and they were like uh...you weren't supposed to be there. I have also had a helper literally move in front of my face and sigh dramatically when I asked to be taken somewhere that they obviously thought was beside the point and a distraction from Higher Things. I have also literally had a helper/guide look at me when I show up somewhere and say either "What are you doing here?" or "You're not supposed to be here" more than once. I guess i have a strange knack for getting myself into places I'm not supposed to have access to, and then they have to haul me away LOL sometimes we can analyze our experiences and make an educated guess about why we were "booted"; other times it remains a mystery. All we can do is stay open, stay humble, keep going, and keep learning - and, be willing to laugh about it!

That's awesome Grumpy, I appreciate it. Reminds me of another one too. I've had what felt like a giant hand grab "me" out from wherever I am. It was very forceful and slammed me down. Kind of like, "not so fast."

Laying in bed around 4AM replaying a dream I just had, and set the intention to project. I told my self I will project and asked for clarity and healing. Suddenly the minds-eye took over and I saw/felt my self thumbing through pages of an empty book. I remember feeling the weight of the page against my skin as I turned it over with my thumb. I heard a voice inside my self but very distant and it said something really odd- "use that fennel brain of your fathers." Implying I needed to do something in order to project. "No" I said and immediately my awareness was brought back to my bed and to a mind trying to slip into an OBE. The free-flowing auto pilot had been turned off. I intuitively recognized that there is something in my self that is not allowing a projection at this time. I laid there curiously, "fennel brain? my father?" I tried projecting again later and could not. I had a nice meditation though, feeling the sensation of the breath and watching colors and shapes shift behind closed eyes. I know the words don't make sense, but that is what I heard very clearly albeit off in the distance of my being. Strange.

I highly suggest you start using fennel, it is after all a brain booster.
Search the Father of Medicine to see what he had to say about fennel. :-)

Hi Nameless- actually, I did just that.  :-D Yesterday morning just shortly after the experience I went to my grocery store and purchased fennel supplements. I love the smell! I thought this would help me project. I thought I was being lead by my intuition. What was unique about yesterday was the woman checking me out took an interest in the reason for my purchase and shared with me her dreams and the hard to explain moments involving her father who passed and ex boyfriend who killed himself. Later in the day I felt like Spirit was guiding me, words on billboards and on street signs were highlighting in my subconcious mind. "Dream." "Dream It." "Wind swept." At the same time I felt the ferocity that is a fast moving Nature Spirit. It was surreal. There was another instance where a Woman confided something in me while I was working and shared a specific date. I was feeling the inner world alive in the outer one. I am deciding to take the fennel just before sleep.

Very interesting that you'd reply- I had a unique dream last night. I've met a few masters in my life time and have had dreams of them, including masters who have passed(Anandamayi Ma). Last night I was visited by Amma the hugging saint. I was entranced by her presence. She was in white robes and standing in mud. I was invited to follow her, "around the corner" in my dreams. We were somewhere where, maybe, someone passed away. She was doing her own thing with a small group of followers. There was a pool of mud waist deep that she submerged herself in and I followed. Our group was dancing in a circle chanting "Ma Srita Ma Srita Ma Srita" in the mud circle. We were happy- not somber. The other people mourning or paying homage didn't notice us. Amma noticed me, noticing her, and she took delight in my participation.

When I woke up around 2:30AM I logged this and looked up the sanskrit word for Srita and understand it might mean to take shelter in. This is another instance where my intuition is giving me words that actually mean something. I tried to project using wake back to sleep method, but instead of trying anything I just decided to meditate. I had a chant from Amma playing on my phone and the amount of chills rushing through me were orgasmic. Once the song ended, there were brief moments of concentration that made me feel like my consciousness was transported elsewhere- they were so brief. It looked like I saw the silhouette of a person in my minds eye but they were dead smack in front of me. I couldn't see anything- it was a shadow with colors behind it. But they felt in my face. My intention was to connect to "Mother."

Well anyways. I decided to go back to sleep because.. Got to get rest for work. In my dream, upon falling back asleep, I said aloud that I am inviting the nameless one. I told my self to write this down on paper... "To the nameless one. This is my invitation to you." I remember writing to please come, I love you and all other sorts of pleading scribbled about for the, "Nameless One"

Got to go for now... Getting tiny blue sparks of light recalling this! I'll check out Father of Medicine. Thank you!

That's is pretty amazing Tides. Are you by any chance of Spanish descent?

Hi Nameless, I'm pretty much a mutt but I don't know of any Spanish bloodline. Funny though because my GF is helping me learn Spanish and I have a natural inclination towards hispanic women.  :-D

PS I just realized Sri Mata is Amma the hugging saint. Maybe my dream mind had it backwards?  :-o

Well Tides you are a powerhouse. I say that because last night/early morning I had a very lucid experience.

I started out driving an old car. Someone I know who offered to drive me around and I accepted sliding into the back seat. We are driving around a small spanish town and take a turn where a couple are walking, they flag us down.

In the next beat the man is driving (with consent) and the woman (a spanish woman) is in the passenger seat. I am still in the back seat just enjoying the ride. We pass a cemetary all while we are carrying on a jovial conversation when the man turns to me and asks what I think. I tell him he should probably check the spice cabinet.
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I wish there had been more but our dog woke me up trying to drag me out of bed by my hand, lol. I am not spanish at all but Nameless has been an online handle for me for many years. So while you probably didn't have me in mind (LOL) looks like you were definitely able to pull me into your quest.

I would call this a bit of a shared experience. And YOU were the driving force behind it. Congratulations!

Whoa that's really cool, and hilarious how the information is relayed so differently! I love it, thank you for sharing. I want to add another detail I left out to validate some of our shared experience. I was also found sitting in the back seat on a car ride in the beginning of my dream.

So our shared elements are, friends in a car and riding back-seat. Being around someone or someone's who have passed away while being light-hearted about it. And reference to spice.

I'm sharing this here because it was one of those dreams that felt like a little more than a dream.

im sent back in time. the feeling is late 70s, houston tx(where i live now). everything seems more alive, more colorful. i remember seeing an astros jersey. i must be downtown? i am there with a friend, like we are on a ride to the past together. im on a train now talking to a black woman who is confiding in me. while she is talking, in my minds eye, everything she is saying is being transcribed with pen in paper in beautiful cursive. the words match everything she is saying, and everything is being written out in real time as if by magic. i feel her desire. she is asking me for a miracle, a sign from god. a moment... and i feel pressure building up, i want to share a miracle with her. my friend who time-travelled with me is warning me not to do it. i try to tell her the year i was born, which is in the future. theres incredible emotional pressure rising. i have her full attention. my sufi teacher floods my mind, now everything i start to share with her is being written down, in the minds eye, on its own. it comes out like a poem, and i tell the young woman that god always answers in whispers. the girl and i both hear a passenger start to sing, "have faith." and we are both about to cry. i think i tell her the year i was born in that moment, and she knew i was from the future.
i must have told her because the scene changed and i hear my friend asking, "now where are we? what did you do"
we are much older now, and everything feels black and white. suddenly i am being released from an interrogation room, the man said hes seen enough.
curious to the details i learn through a photo of the woman i met in the past- now older with her name written underneath in the same beautiful cursive that she is responsible for my release.
"she always gets me out of trouble"
is the feeling, and this feeling that she did so because she remembers me from the past, like we broke the rules and that i was proof of her miracle all these years later

I had an out of body experience the other day and didn't think much of it because it was more or less a failed attempt but here it is. After reading Xanth's book I saw the prospect of fear begin to spread through out the experience.
recorded on feb 19th slightly abridged
Last night as I started to fall asleep I practiced noticing. I saw a man holding a book, a woman and some kind of animal. Three images, then swirls and blackness. Colors. And as I slept I could not recall any dreams, I think they came in the same fashion the mental images appeared. Very vague and quick. When I awoke there were lights flashing into the bedroom. It turns out there were 6-8 police cars on the street nearest to the bedroom. I walked out to the kitchen and saw even more police further down the street. I had no clue what was going on. I wondered if my fast moving experience in meditation had something to do with the amount of energy where I'm living- and if it is connected with what could have been a major accident outside the bedroom door.

As I tried to go back to sleep I attempted to project. The flashing lights were hypnotizing and threw me into a heavy rest quickly. The body instantly shut down and the ringing zeroed in. I had such a hard time projecting though. It was like I hadn't done it this way in a while, and I couldn't just sit up out of my body. I had to use my left shoulder and really thrust it forward to get up and out of my body. I actually fell back into my body and had to repeat this process 2-3 times. When I was finally out of my body I walked out to the street to try and see what the commotion was about. By the time I got to the park I remembered I could fly. I'm not so good at this and still found a little(mental resistance) and ended up doing a swimming motion instead until I was high enough to see an 18-wheeler(1 or 2) before being thrown back into the bedroom. Now my girlfriend is next to me, wearing a giant faceless mask and rubbing my arm. I start to panic because she seems lifeless and I wonder who that really is. I wake up to find my girlfriend sleeping and realize I was creating very quickly a negative experience in the astral. How much of what I witnessed was real? Were there 18-wheelers really involved in an accident? Is that the reason for the police outside? Nothing on the news.

I fell back asleep and had a dream about Bears.

feeling the need to maintain this journal... So a couple instances...

Lately I have made a connection to Melchizedek and discovered there is a heritage to both the peacock angel and sufism. I think I am being prompted to learn more about the three wise men- the lesser-known history and what these men were like as ordinary people and whether or not they had followers of any sort.

A recent astral experience was that I was pulled down and out of a dream into darkness where i met a talking brown hat and he said, "you are to become an eleven."

I am finding my recent discoveries are affirming a past inclination of having fallen angel subconcious memories.

A recent prompting, "my friends never die" revealed the beauty and truth in the ultimate hide and seek. I am still a bit terrified of dissolution, but I am also a believer in a Living/Eternal Spirit.

and I was reminded, in my backtracking, of a dream where I met Satan. It was the only one of its kind- he was not the boogey man we humans make him out to be but he seemed more like an alien teenager abusing psychic powers.

So first of all, are we sure that this wasn't the Harry Potter sorting hat?  :-D :-D :-D

Second - I just had an experience that involved the number "eleven" this morning, and posted about it just now, and then started cruising thru the site to see what other recent post there would that I could read. I came to your thread and read the bit where you were told you were to become an "eleven" - funny coincidence! What do you think the hat meant?

Thanks GrumpyRabbit for the interest.  :-) It was not a warlock hat, more like a sherlock holmes brown hat! But it is funny that you meantion it, I thought the same thing :-D

Well... I think it is a Being or maybe a Guide who took a shape my mind could recognize... And I understand it as a lesson to be learned while in this incarnation. The 1111 prompting is one of the first signs I'd discover in the very early stages of my... Spiritual awakening? And it is one that has followed me since... And still today evolving along with me.

Repeating numbers like 555 and 1111... As strange as it may sound I think there are Beings who can influence this internal and external alignment and are associated with this energy pattern... Like 555 and Melchizedek being somehow associated. This of course being my intuitive and experiential assessment. But the feeling from that dream was like... I have a connection to the entities associated with 555 and now am changing, "platoons."

I found this on the number...

QuoteSeek the guidance of your angels and trust that things will fall into place eventually. Believe in your own abilities and make that confidence work for you.

Invest in the future by working on your inspired ideas today. It doesn't need to be a huge project that can change the world, just big enough to keep you excited and motivated.

Just listen to your instincts and don't think about what other people will say. Do what makes you feel alive!

Learn to ground yourself and to be grateful for all the good things that you have in your life. Make stronger connections and build better foundations.

And...

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Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.

The last one really stood out to me at the time, and had a direct comparative meaning with the events happening in my life. Hey... It's 2:55 now... Heh...

I hope this helps!

Interesting! I don't know if any of this is helpful but since you seem interested in numbers, I'm copying/pasting what I have from my (overly long) doc on my notes about interpreting tarot. Unfortunately only goes up to 10 (bc the cards do), but, maybe it will help you with some other numbers, give you more food for thought =)



1 - location but no dimension; godhood, the beginning of all things, potential, initiative, idea/spark, beginnings, elemental energy, unity, perfection, what is singular and essential, first principles

2 - a line, extension; duality, self mirrored by another, opposition/division; implies possibility of choice, balance, decision; illusion of separateness, possibility of relationship - partnership, complementary energies, coming together, combination; dialog; cooperation

3 - triangle = first tangible form and so symbol of reality; procreation, fruition; multiplicity, the many; synthesis, integration and mediation, diversity as harmony; cooperation, progress, expansion, growth, amplification; creativity, expression, soul and spirit; really auspicious; group activities, a third element

4 - adds depth; perfect order and permanence; physical world/material existence; the product of equals (2 + 2) so represents justice - good, but heavy; foundation, structure, stability, consolidation, safety, rest, boundaries, order, logic, reality, material, physical

5 - pentagram = can be drawn in an endless knot; change, alteration, motion, time, life/humanity; suggests pain/wounding (5 wounds of Christ); decay; upsets 4's stability, creating crisis; can also represent health, vitality, new possibilities; severity, associated with fear and punishment, danger and sorrow - challenges that were not of your choosing; change, uncertainty

6 - the next 'perfect' number; emerging consciousness and purification; hexagram = 2 opposing triangles (fire + water), symmetry, so integrated awareness of both spirit + matter, and so promoting reconciliation; associated with sex/generation - movement, giving and receiving, lots of balance and flow; success, rewards, harmony, generosity, reconciliation, a return of stability after the 5's; spiritual balance, expression, emotion, harmony

7 - both reason and chance; both victory and the slightest problem that can upset it; represents wisdom; both perfection and everything that can undermine it (7 vices and 7 virtues); often represent crisis or a test, upheaval, struggles, challenges perhaps of our own choosing, rites of passage, must act quickly to seize the critical moment or opportunity, to avoid being victimized; flexibility, ingenuity, foxes sleep with one eye open - planning, plotting, slightly manipulative; developmental stage, wisdom, spirituality

8 - rhythm and cycles, patterns; presence of a higher justice than that found in matter (the 4); progress toward completion and the final adjustments that need to be made to achieve it - movement both outward and inward; maturity, peak ability, resilience, strength; justice, judgement, business, wealth, abundance, manifestation

9 - the perfect form of the perfect 3; represents limits, boundaries, and strength; completion and end of a cycle, altho in relation to the 10 this completion is still lacking something - backbone and taking a stand; abundance, accumulation, living in the now, enjoying the fruits of our labor; change will be for the better, idealism, optimism, longevity

10 - mystically the same as 1; infinite and unbounded, a higher order of unity; abundance; manifestation and death of the ideal; fulfillment, resolves and consolidates whatever was lacking in the completion of the 9 - stable, nowhere else to go; long-term cycles, endings, transitions; pinnacle of either success or tribulation, depths, climax is coming



Another interesting thing is, at least in the Rider-waite-smith deck (Thoth is different), the 11th Major Arcana card is Justice - and it's right smack dab in the middle of the Major Arcana sequence!

I haven't had much success lately. An interesting thought did occur to me though. Last night I woke up around 3:30AM to record a dream. As I fell back asleep an opportunity to project presented itself. I felt the usual sensations associated with a body that enters rest, while the mind remains alert. I heard a voice too. He was mid-conversation. It seems there are always three scenarios when it comes to hearing voices that play out as I begin a NPE. In this scenario, he may have been mid-conversation and somewhat like a "Doctor" and asking someone- "do you understand what I'm saying?" To which I replied strenuously form under my breath, "I know who you are." I have no clue where that came from. But rather than question it I remember Grumpy's advice and instead of trying to force words out of my mouth I try to speak telepathically and send a, "I hear you" out into the field. This just about brings a halt to my experience. But as it was coming to an end I noticed my mind, which was ready to switch to rest, take an element and turn it into meaning from my earlier dream. In the dream prior I engaged in a fight with a friendly bully of sorts. He was a kid at that time. As the voice that said, "do you understand what I'm saying" played the entity of friendly bully popped in my minds eye but this time he was an older person and said I understand. And really strange my mind noticed this entity/substance come forward as if to say, "I'm alive thanks to you."
This made me think of shinelings rumination about money in the astral. And it made me think, how many subconcious entities are there waiting to form once our minds eye places its gaze upon them? I'm not sure how much sense I am making. The way I understood it was there is something like a malleable form we will call a thought or pattern or idea. Until the minds-eye shines the light on it, it remains this very real miscellaneous substance. It was surreal for an element from my dream to reappear in my tired mind, slightly altered but justifying its presence. It kind of makes me think of Xanths small book too- how our minds make meaning out of unknown shapes. Like a log in the distance- whether it is a fear of the unknown, a previous experience- or a type of knowledge stored in our subconcious- we sometimes make that log into an animal until we are able to get close enough to see what it is.
In this in-between state I think my mind was reaching for meaning and took a very real substance, which might be called thought, and turned it into something for easy interpretation.

this morning, in the in-between, i dreamt i was half awake/asleep in my bedroom. i was laying down in the same position i'd actually be found sleeping in and everything in the bedroom was the exact same with the exception that there were flowers and plants on the side of my bed. i was in a lull and lazily reached my hand out(sleeping from my side) towards the plants. without touching them the flowers and plants started bending towards my fingers. i pulled my hand away and tried something else, but nothing else really moved in the same way. i tried again and watched the flowers bend to touch my fingertips. i caressed the petals before falling back 'asleep' and actually 'waking up.'

I've been thinking more about those times we dream that we're laying down/sleeping. One of the last things that happened to me (as I posted about) was seeing a man in my dream approach and stand next to my bed, and trying to open my "dream eyes" and accidentally opening my *actual* eyes and then seeing an actual shadowy figure next to my real bed - right where the man was standing in my dream! I started thinking about how there have been other times I've had those weird dreams of myself sleeping. Certainly, seeing a figure in a dream (of myself laying down and trying to sleep) and then seeing an *actual figure* in my room suggests even more that there's some relationship between what we dream and other NP entities that we encounter in that state. So when you're dreaming that you were sleeping in your bedroom, maybe you were in a lower-state-of-awareness OBE/NP experience - like, sorta hovering right where your physical body was - so that's why your perception out of body was of yourself "sleeping". Then the plants you saw in the dream or NP or whatever it was, is a symbolic representation of something you encountered =) I think? Not sure if I'm making sense! Anyway, I was glad to read this experience you just posted because it's the sort of thing I've been turning over in my brain ever since that similar thing happened to me!

thanks Grumps.

It's time for both of us to stop worrying about how much sense we are making, I always appreciate your feedback.  :-D

Have a nice day, all.

After falling back asleep I had a small OBE. I was able to get out of my body so easily, I was even floating a little higher. I tried phasing through my wall to go outside but it was more difficult compared to phasing through my window. Once outside I started going up towards the sky. I wanted to go higher and higher. I spotted a drone and then woke up. Upon falling back asleep now for the third time I dreamt I confronted my friends bully who is currently squatting in her place. In the dream world I tried to pull him out of her house. He then followed me into my next few dreams and rushed me with a knife which went through my hand. I wasn't bleeding but instead had chrome lining inside my skin. Another person saw it, he was like a friend and he was laughing a little as he talked about it. The wound still hurt, I could feel cold air rush through it. The bully kind of disappeared after that and a robot approached me to heal my hand. I had to inspect his ID chip to make sure he was a good guy and not another rogue element trying to harm me.

Strange! I had a spew of experiences this morning (honestly too scattered to even write a post about) but it involved seeing parts of my body were made of wires and robot-like things, and I was basically being chased and wanting to hide from my pursuers because they wanted to do things like twist nail screws into my head (like in my temples) to get my memories or something. Just lots of things that would involve yet more pain. Not sure what's up with this robot theme  :? :? :?

Hi Grumpy, well our cross-over experience has similarities. In the same night I had a cross-over experience shared with shineling. The first round of dreams I had not mentioned involved riding a mythical creature. As I reflected on this shared-experience phenomenon, you were one of the people that popped in my thoughts early this morning. Isn't it something you'd be one of the first to reply and find relatability? The other person I have experienced this with here is Nameless. I don't think this means we are similar people. We are unique in that sense... But I was wondering this morning what malleable energy allows us our personable experience and at the same time, a shared one too? Is it living? Is it a channel? Are we a spectrum of a greater Being? It's very exciting. And I have learned to call this energy Mother. It may be that definition is unique to me alone, or it may be ultimately something we all share in common.

Cool! Yes I remember reading about shineling's awesome dragon-riding bonanza. You rode a dragon too? I sometimes fancifully think of it as an "energy cloud" when these sorts of synchronicity NP experiences happen. Like, oh, the same energy cloud musta been passing over both of our heads at the same time, haha! But in all seriousness, I think if we believe at all, even remotely, that there is a shared non-physical reality, then there must be features/entities that more of us can experience at the same time (or, close to the same time). Here's a fun one: a year ago or so I was in a shaman class and the other student and I laid on the floor with our heads pointed together, doing our own separate journeys. We were supposed to find an animal to shapeshift into. The first thing I encountered was a massive green python. It definitely seemed "there" and not my imagination. I even tried shapeshifting into it for a bit, but it was kinda a "meh" experience and just didn't feel "right". Didn't feel like it was "my" animal" I was supposed to work with right then. So I left and kept looking. Anyway, after we're done and time to share our respective experiences. The other student said her animal that she shapeshifted into was -- you guessed it -- a massive green python. We totally both saw the same entity, and somehow I knew it wasn't there "for me". Because it was there for her! Don't think it's a coincidence - what would be the odds of that? So I do think that sorta thing does indeed happen =)

Definitely, very cool. No, it was a giant bat instead of a dragon.

Last week my GF told me a spirit woke her up and while she layed in bed awake it said her name very slowly and playfully. She has never shared any spirit related subjects with me before. Last night I spent the night at her place and this morning as I was falling back asleep I was having a telepathic conversation with her in the 'in-between' state, but something felt off. I realized this was a/the playful entity not my GF. She/he kept trying to tell me I was late for work, and to wake me up and get me moving. I told him, "but this is a dream and it's not actually 9AM." After that, for whatever reason, I saw my GF laying there in bed sleeping and I surrounded her in a matrix of light. Pillars of light made her face glow. I thought I was pulling out whatever this playful entity was out from her. I'm sure I looked silly to him. After that I started to dream but realized the playful entity was still there hiding in different characters in my dream, exposing different emotional triggers before I'd realize something from the outside was impersonating the characters from my past. It was kind of fun identifying the imposter in this strange collaborative experience. I don't think there was any harmful intent. I think I was more harmful trying to cast him out initially but it would appear that did nothing in actuality. Maybe this stems from some archaic tradition buried in the subconcious.

I had the opportunity to project. I was able to rise out and I threw up in the astral before falling back into dreams.  :?

Exploring my territory. This one was rather exhaustive. I woke up in a dream, and then found myself in my bedroom. I am having a hard time collect the details. Just waking up there is a heavy fog on my mind. I remember this time actually seeing my body laying there and like a kid I was putting my hands out going, "ok good. good. there i am. all safe and sound." When I pushed out of the window to go outside, it was really bright despite it being actually dark(it's just now 4:30AM and the sun isn't up) Well... there was a bright moon, and the more I focused and noticed there was an even brighter sun further behind that radiating vividly. It was surreal. I came back to my bedroom. Was I awake yet? No, something was still off. My bedroom door was cracked opened, the light from the hallway was peeping in and there was a white bathrobe hanging on the ledge of my door with a cat hidden inside it! Its paw was on the edge of my door and I told the cat to close my door. I said, "closeeee!" and slowly but surely the cat peeked his head from out of the bathrobe and closed my door. It was kinda cute/funny. I actually spent a lot of time in my bedroom not doing much of anything except noticing slight differences, and feeling out my surroundings. I really think I was drifting in and out of dreaming to projecting. This time I again woke up and felt like something was still off. I opened my eyes from my bedroom and walked into the guest bedroom. "Well if I am stuck here I might as well take this time to explore." And I went down to the front door, phased through the window and went onto the street. I saw a woman walking two little kids, what's going on? I remember feeling so free, sliding and gliding around. The kids were running down the street laughing and playing. I felt like I was laughing and playing with them. I wonder if they could see me? They were paying no mind and the older woman did not seem to notice me either. I was hovering just above the pavement and glided on my side towards the two little girls and I stuck my hands out in front of me, "HIIIII." They actually waved at me and said hi right back! With that I zoomed off down the street and immediately woke up in my bedroom for real this time. The heavy fog is now lifting off my mind. It's about 4:50AM.

Just now remembering additional details... When I projected onto my street for the last time, it wasn't as bright as it was when I tried peering outside the backyard with the first projection. It was more reflective of the actual time. I also did not know the time to be 4 in the morning.
I remember when I was laying in bed trying to project I flared my fingers and noticed the "astral" hand half-way out from the actual hand. I somehow locked onto the fainter outline version of myself which changed my awareness/identification. And... lastly, when I felt stuck. I thought I was stuck there for who knows how long- but the thought crossed my mind that maybe I choked or died in my sleep and that's why I am stuck here or, 'there' rather.

I woke up feeling very energized.

Being stuck in what felt like delta waves with the children and having these collaborative experiences had me wanting to share a past journal entry. I also meant to ask if anyone has ever thrown up in the astral before? that was a first for me. well... anyways, these latest projections remind me of abigail and i want to share her with you guys, i haven't shared many past experiences in this journal and don't think i've gotten to this one yet. this would be one of the first times i have felt a type of sharing of my body/vehicle with another entity. i think this a similar concept as the playful entity at my GF's posted a few replies up. here's the raw archive

QuoteSun Aug 25, 2019 2:22 pm

Did 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.
???

has anyone shared their astral body with someone else?

notes from the log

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What 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.

This is another past experience, I put this in a journal on Sept 14th 2019. This was before I found the astral pulse. I like having a dedicated journal here to keep everything organized, and I enjoy showing some of the things I've encountered while having a NP as we find relatability in our experiences. Before coming here and being guided into new ways of approaching the astral/non-physical experiences I tried more physically exhaustive measures- like using my mouth to talk instead of trying to communicate telepathically. This is one of those instances... And I encountered a grumpy person on the other side... I was most likely annoying this person  :-D

QuoteSeptember 14th 2019 12:56AM

unique 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...

I still have to remind myself I don't have to talk or put so much forceful energy in these experiences. I've cut some beautiful moments short this way. Baby steps I suppose.

Here's another question... Have you ever been in a cube in the astral that could play a scene out like a movie? Like watching how someone died??? I'm not sure it was a cube... in 2018 I went to Dallas to visit a saint at the urgings of my friend. The night before being in her presence I had an out of body in the hotel room. I journaled it... And the more I think about it- the more I remember phasing out of the hotel room and down into a field- and once inside this "matrix" like cube, I witnessed something play out like a movie.

June 22nd 2018

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.

Not as an elaborate log as some others... I heard a gun shot go off in my neighborhood at 1:15AM this morning and I thought I might be able to inspect what was going on by trying for an NPE- no such luck... But it reminded me of this entry.

I just woke up from an amazing, beautiful and rewarding astral experience!  :-) Very exciting stuff. It's 9:30AM, I never sleep in this late anymore. Since the house was empty by 8AM I figured I'd try and get a little more rest. I never left my bed, I just knew the house was empty because when I woke up I heard my parents leaving to walk the dogs. As I fell back asleep I was never comfortable enough to feel like I was actually going back to sleep. I was laying on my back. I remember raising my legs, bending in my knees and alternating hands which rest behind my head, causing a stretch and bend in the arm. As I am doing this I am hearing the most peculiar radio station. Such fantastic sounds! It's an old-timey rock and roll radio station. Each instrument is a delight, and the more I focus on it- the more it comes into my awareness. Still, I'm not quite comfortable- and I find myself readjusting my sleeping position. Now I hear a voice, talking through what feels like a wooden radio box. I am beginning to realize I am "in-between."

The same in-between sensations I get from rising out of my body are strong here as my focus is shifting from the phantom music to my ever changing sleeping position. As I lose the sounds of a particular rock group, I see a flash of black light and what looks like an aliens face directly squared in my minds eye, and a guitar has now appeared in my hands. I find myself playing to the tempo of the song- and I find my left hand sliding down the neck of the guitar, to match the frequency of the music I am playing. It's a very fast pace old school rock song. Once I am able to match the sound and even take control of the direction of the music the radio comes back into focus and I am pleasantly grooving to these beautiful sounds! I knew I was experiencing the astral-in between like I hadn't in a while- to test this I thought of something and once again a flash of black light flooded my minds eye with the same silhouette of the aliens face and a spoon appeared in my hand. My only reference was the Matrix, and I am grinning ear to ear now thinking about it.  :-D But Yes, I tried and was able to bend the spoon around, and I started to hear metal honing sounds and my focus again shifted back to my body and the in-between sensations. All of this, I am experiencing from my bed, but in the mind. As in, I was envisioning my mattress and my room exactly as it is, only there was a radio off to the left in the distance and somehow I was sitting up able to play these instruments just fine.

Lastly I am listening to the man speak on the radio. He is asking his listening audience to stay-tuned and describing something... a pizza box? Eh. He then goes on to talk about his health, blood in his coffee? Or that the coffee is blood? And jokes about it, "but who else would be here to bring you these great tunes?" and the music comes back. It's another rock song and now a pot has manifested in my hand and I am using the same spoon to strike the pot and pretending to be a drummer.

I thought about visiting the Astral Island but backed out- what was interesting about that was, that uncertainty brought a closing darkness in my vision like the dream/in-between experience was ending- or that the scene was changing when I started thinking about the pyramid on the island. Instead I started focusing more on the in-between sensations and listening to the man on the radio before waking up in this body- feel a little drugged, but really happy and energized.  :-D

Wow Tides, that certainly seems an ideal experience. So you didn't get to the island but what you got was wonderful. Thanks for sharing this, just amazing! I could feel your wonder and peace.

Thanks Nameless. I had an experience this morning where I think I was lucid and "in-between." I had a bit of sleep paralysis, and it felt like someone was standing on my mattress. They walked over my head and stood behind me, it felt like they were looking down at me. I couldn't really move and became frightened. I managed to roll my back into their leg which prompted me to pop my eyes open and look behind me, by then everything had ended. There was a heavy fog on my mind, I think I was in two different worlds and might have been confusing sensations.  :?

This morning I started feeling in-between again and saw somebody. Holding on to his image kind of pulled me out from my body. He looked young, filipino(or cambodian)- had a purple hawaiin shirt and was in a room with a guitar. I wondered if I was him, or if I was just observing. I remember when he looked at his hand it felt like I was looking at my own hand. At first I couldn't really hold on to his image. It was like a faint flash, then I'd see outlines of his environment- and outlines of himself. I had to try to bring the image into focus. After that I was back in my room and a wide-eyed spirit of some sort(was like a partial gaseous/cute looking creature) was telling me I'd have a hard time overcoming something- I think he was talking about all the sensations I was enjoying of feeling in-between. He told me it was a lazy energy that I couldn't resist. I thought it was strange because I just wanted to explore- and so I pushed the creature/entity out of my minds eye and phased through my bedroom door- I went downstairs to the front door and saw the girl dog outside sitting by our bush. Strange, if left to her own she usually runs through the neighbors yard and we have to chase after her. She saw me, and was smiling wagging her tail, the sun looked so nice. I tried phasing through the front door- it was more difficult than my bedroom door. I heard my parents car start- which woke me up- thinking they were actually leaving I wanted the chance to say goodbye. Funny thing is they hadn't left yet, but I did feel really good after having the experience.

Last night/early morning I was able to project 3 or 4 times. Although I think this might have been a dream about projecting more than, actively projecting? Each time I left my body I noticed how easy it was, I guess because I am usually so absorbed in the sensations and the splitting off. I am not sure how I had so many opportunities, but apparently I took it. By the 2nd and 3rd time I ran into a girl who told me her name, Robyn. She had blonde hair and was tall. I asked her how she was able to meet me and talk to me in this space(my house). She told me she didn't know and could only seem to project on Wednesdays(It's Friday). The last thing I remember her saying was, "I hope this is white magic not black magic." And I asked her to repeat herself, because I didn't know what she meant. She did, she said, "I just hope we're practicing good magic" she said kind of leaned up against a wall, with a shrugged or shied disposition. I don't think I told her anything as a response but instead had a dream that I was somewhere else entirely and a man was walking a giant tiger in a residential neighborhood. The tiger got loose and I was trying to find a hiding place- people looked on and the tiger attacked and killed the man who thought he was stronger than the tiger- that's when others tried running too. I found an older woman in her backyard and she let me hide in her house. I had a couple other dreams after that.

I had a song play out in my dream and when I listened to it this morning I heard a strange knock in my house as if I'm supposed to pay attention to the lyrics. Not a typical OBE but still unique. It makes me wonder about all the help we receive from the astral. 

Still not much "projection" in the sense that I am aware of leaving my body. I am experiencing non-physical energies and having very interesting recurring themes in dreams.

Lately in my dreams I am meditating- a friend is giving me blessings and protecting me with the word Babaji. In another I am in a classroom setting and witnessing a Guru. And most recently a Guru anoints my forehead with some kind of oil which may have sandalwood in it. By the end of that dream I wake up, still in a dream, naked laying on concrete under a bright sun. I see my body changing between old and young and I finally pick a form to solidify before waking up into my current body/awareness/immediate reality. I found it interesting that I woke up in a dream and crawled back into this waking reality from it.

I was also visited by a Hawaiian spirit guide/warrior who left me with a message.

Another interesting thing that has happened is that I had a dream about my Grandfather and some alarming events that coincide with elements in the dream. And then a phantom force threw my cell phone across a room and my last girlfriend was a witness.

Now that our relationship has ended I think I may get a chance to experience the act of projecting again. I'm not sure how they are related, but it seems when I am not so preoccupied by connections in this immediate life it is easier to observe being able to detach and catching the opportunity to experience leaving the body. Even though I am not actively observing leaving the body, I still think I am having the experience- it is so faint but I can kind of recall the feeling and even have in-between memories of exploring the astral space before going off into the dreams.

Maybe I am also just tired from working 6/7 days for the last year and a half. Lots of factors to consider... But I think there is another opportunity for more immersion soon... Shwew I'm tired... But wanted to update my journal... Cheers, astral peoples.  :-)

I had woken up to use the restroom. Upon falling back asleep I project out of my body quite easily. My mind somehow relocates my starting position to my old bedroom across the hall. As if I am rising out of my body from that room. I mentally comment how easy it was to sit up and separate from my body. I can even see the skin tone on the backside of my hands- observing my astral limbs- arms stretched out and fingers spread apart. There's a weird gloss in the empty space between my vision and my hands. I decide to slowly walk towards the door and notice the hall light on the other side. As I walk up to the door I hear the floor creaking beneath me. This strikes me as odd and is something I actively take note of, I don't normally hear my footsteps when walking around in my astral body. I seamlessly phase through the door and am observing the sensations. This too is getting easier, and I find it pleasant. Phasing through the door feels like a bubble pushing through matter(instead of popping).

The tone shifts as I move slowly down the stairs and it begins to feel like there's someone else in the space with me. I try not to fear, but feel a creeping sensation of uneasiness rising in my chest- I am moving even slower, treading very carefully as I position my point of focus just right. I can't shake whatever feeling surrounds me. As I turn the corner I look off to the left into the living room and see no reflection from the blackness of the TV, I think maybe someone is laying down on the couch. I try not to stay here too long. I proceed down the hall with caution and look over to the right, the bathroom door is ajar and I begin hissing very aggressively/defensively at whatever is now in my space. It is a unique and threatening sound and I realize I have no reflection in the bathroom mirror. I wake back up in bed.

I lay on my back with my eyes open- there is still a lingering sensation of uneasiness. It feels early... I begin to wonder- did I project out from my body or was this a lucid dream? As I recall things of note, like waking up in my old bedroom instead of the one I'm currently sleeping in- or that the hall light was left on even though it is actually off- the floor creaks around my door(just like in the projection experience). The house feels deathly silent as I hone my focus in on the sound. What is lingering just out there? It's not heavy enough to be a person, is it the dog? It takes maybe a few steps before getting even lighter and disappearing altogether. Definitely not the dog. I decide to log the experience, time 3:27AM.

PS, after the creaking noise disappeared I noticed a snapping of light in my eyes/lines quickly moving about in my room.

Quote from: tides2dust on June 04, 2021, 08:30:38
Last night/early morning I was able to project 3 or 4 times. Although I think this might have been a dream about projecting more than, actively projecting? Each time I left my body I noticed how easy it was, I guess because I am usually so absorbed in the sensations and the splitting off. I am not sure how I had so many opportunities, but apparently I took it. By the 2nd and 3rd time I ran into a girl who told me her name, Robyn. She had blonde hair and was tall. I asked her how she was able to meet me and talk to me in this space(my house). She told me she didn't know and could only seem to project on Wednesdays(It's Friday). The last thing I remember her saying was, "I hope this is white magic not black magic." And I asked her to repeat herself, because I didn't know what she meant. She did, she said, "I just hope we're practicing good magic" she said kind of leaned up against a wall, with a shrugged or shied disposition. I don't think I told her anything as a response but instead had a dream that I was somewhere else entirely and a man was walking a giant tiger in a residential neighborhood. The tiger got loose and I was trying to find a hiding place- people looked on and the tiger attacked and killed the man who thought he was stronger than the tiger- that's when others tried running too. I found an older woman in her backyard and she let me hide in her house. I had a couple other dreams after that.

I wonder if this is related: my Aunts name is Robyn. I hadn't connected this at the time, but I gifted my Aunt a book and she decided to return it to me without reading it. My Aunt is something like a Christian-Yogi(In my eyes) very beautiful and spiritual but she made it known to me that she was worried something I sent her might be misleading or challenging to her faith(like a false prophet). I wonder if this AP is in anyway connected to what has recently transpired.

I think your insight is very good.

Thank you Nameless.

I'm my worse enemy at times.

~ <3 ~

Yes, I know what you mean. ;-)

Had a really nice message from a familiar 'platoon' or... energy.

It was, "and since all of us have our own thoughts, its the witness that makes us feel pure."

It was during a dream and a comforting feeling there with it.

This mornings projection was, different. It is almost bed time now too- so I am recording for the first time since then.

I woke up at 5AM with a regular amount of energy. I was somewhat tired, but also awake. I thought maybe I could use this opportunity to meditate. Instead I decided to lay on my back, knowing my alarm would go off at 7:20AM and thought I'd welcome an out of body if one were to come.

When the onset of sleep paralysis started to happen, I was overcome with joy. I used to be scared, but it had been so long since I've been in this in-between state that I found my self very welcoming. I'm a little embarrassed to say, but as I was drifting off into a semi-conscious state of sleep and awake I found my self pleading/praying to god for physical, intimate connection.

Well... I think the prayer was answered. I do think there was something/someone else with me as I became more aware of existing outside the immediate anchor point for awareness. I started to project and saw things as black and white only, more surreal. It was actually like wispy shadows and brilliant shining white light. As I attempted a traditional, "bodily exit" I saw my hand in this black and white world as a gentle smoldering smokey shadow.

I immediately noticed another body laying next to me, I think, projecting in a similar manner. To my right, I saw a brilliant white light for a hand. Instinctively I put my shadow hand up towards it, and its hand towards mine. As our palms came together it was as if there was a sheer electric barrier between us- as contact was made this invisible barrier crackled. It was black and white, but felt like lightning around us. Or like a strobe effect.

I can't remember much more but started to feel very aroused. I was half awake, half asleep and I found my self laying on my back- I don't know if I was dreaming this or actually raising my arms and legs up under the blanket. I was receiving, wanting more... And I don't know if what I encountered was an aspect of my self- and I could not identify a male or female energy. But it felt very good.

After this I started to drift, still in-between I noticed an object in the corner of my room that is not actually there. The environment started to shape-shift. This object turned into a dramatized face made of stone, its transformation was like that of a gargoyles. I believe I was starting to dream at this point...

What was strange about the dream was, I was lucid but had no energy. I was aware that I was sleeping in my dream, the characters in my dream(first my cousin) told the other characters that I was sleeping- there was this weird blend of- am I dreaming or am I awake in my room? Like I was conscious of my parents moving around, my Mother getting ready for work- I was becoming self conscious if they saw me in such an odd and aroused state. And so the characters in my dream, back to my cousin, said I was hallucinating.

The last part of the dream I can recall, is that I was in the car with my family- and I was asking them why I could see Susan talking to another woman. Susan is a family friend who has since passed away. I saw Susan standing there, and she saw me looking at her. She smiled and nodded her head, as if to say, that's right- I am here. I'm with you all right now. At this point I was not feeling as lucid in the dream but that the dream was in more control like a movie. I remember telling my Sister- and my family again thought I was hallucinating- that something was wrong with me. But then my Sister started to see Susan... and my Mother started to believe it- until we drove up just a little closer and it was no longer Susan but a woman that looked like her.

I woke up with absolutely no energy. I could not keep my eyes open, I could not roll out of bed. I felt like I had been zapped of all energy. It interest me that even in the dream after the OBE I was sleeping. I wanted to keep sleeping but had to pull my self out for work. I tried hard to force my self awake- and it was a challenge. It was a morning for coffee for sure. It was a stark contrast to when I had initially awoken at 5AM, here I continually fell back asleep unable to keep my eyes open or my mind awake.

That's a cool one, Tides! I'm always totally sapped of energy, too, after an experience. It's almost like having been drugged and feeling the aftereffects. I just had a dream last night that I was mostly passed out from drinking too much, and a couple other people thought i was sleeping (i.e., fully passed out), and I was curled up on my side in the fetal position (probably like how I was actually in bed) and they were carrying me around. No lucidity, but that weird dream of yourself sleeping, or nearly sleeping. I can't remember who wrote it, which book, but someone wrote about projecting and seeing other people projecting but they weren't lucid, they were sleeping/dreaming, and just sorta...going by? floating by? Not sure I don't remember. Maybe experiences like these are related to that!

Thank you Grumpy for your interest. It was strange for me to journal because I identify as nature intended- male. I am used to giving, especially when it comes to sexual exchange. To confront this aspect of self, or this unknown gender entity- to feel like I was receiving was both exciting and a little embarrassing later. Not unwelcomed just different. My energy has always been on this cusp of masculine/feminine, and certain people bring about one over the other. Like a type of harmonious exchange. When I cut the caffeine and meditate regularly- I feel more in tune with a gentle and quiet nature. I've always known these things, but to be is most always a cherished experience.

There's an old song lyric in my head now, "You can't go to Zion and wear jerry curls, can't tell the boys from the girls."

I enjoy duality and all these beautiful forms Mother Nature blesses us with.

Even more strange was the sexual arousal was not solely focused on the groin but more like in the chest and completely over my entire body.

I also wonder what that invisible wall was between us- despite the silence, the static cackle was observed as being very loud. Like watching lightning on a silent film.

Well... That's my caffeinated in-between-work rant.

Cheers!  :lol:

It seems my subconcious is doing real digging in the realm of masculine/feminine energies and exploring some deeper desire. Perhaps it is a longing, a love for a partner manifest in the physical or to be reacquainted with a true love from some deeper lineage.

I am saying this because these thoughts have come about prior to the OBE. I even found my self reflecting on all my true loves in this life. All though we are no longer in contact, each one was so special- and each one has left me with a gift I can cherish. While our very human personalities came to a deteriorating exchange, in our separation I find all that I am grateful for. I can say each one was a true love. That is nice for me.

Well... I think I was longing really bad just recently as is clear with my pleading to God just prior to the OBE.
And last night I dreamt and the night before I had more dreams around friends and partners, girls and sex- not that I was having sex- but that there was the presence of sexual energy(something I also cherish) and there must be a type of sorting out even in the subconcious activity.

I am very fond of animal totems. My personal bird is the mocking bird- and it represents my connection to Sufism. Last night I was visited by a snake and we became friends. I was prepared to receive its bite, and instead he helped clear a critter off the top my head.

I am looking at different meanings behind the snake and some lore from various cultures, to my surprise- I found something that aligns with these thoughts:

QuoteSnake Meaning and Symbolism

Snake symbolic meaning, overwhelmingly and in various cultures, deals with primordial life force and usually turns our attention to gender supremacy (both male and female).

Consequently, snakes span the symbolic bridge between lunar and solar associations as well as aspects between water and fire.

Coiled within this polarity, we clearly see symbolism of duality and the search for balance.

Excerpt taken from:
http://www.whats-your-sign.com/snake-symbolic-meaning.html

Not really astral projection but...

Last night early morning as I lay on my back I saw a very bright white light forming in my right peripheral. All lights were off, it was around 3AM. I felt like there was someone here, but as soon as the light went so did the feeling of a presence.

I was wide awake. The day was very good, I thought it was full-moon energy/activity related. But I wonder if it's more. Aside from large amounts of positive energy I was on my way to yoga when a light in my right eye brought my attention to a license plate. I was in my car on the highway when I noticed it. I was actually deep in thought feeling joy and something much deeper- love for a type of spiritual union. It was during that thought I saw the license plate, "All God."

Both of these things happened in the same day and both observations came into my right peripheral. I'm sure they are related.

A place in my dreams that felt different from my dreams,

...
Another is a room with my Mother. There are three medium sized pillars inside a building with flames resting at the top of each and an altar with fire in front. The pillars are covered by a transparent blanket of white light draped over the flames, their energy is like a gentle spinning vortex. The room is more like...  an amber hallway. Stone walls, gentle light. Everything is, alive- a beautiful and slow moving energy. The same way I toyed with the flame from holding the match I am practicing on the altar. I watch the flame rise and the flame on the center pillar behind it does the same, while the other two glow. And as I descend the flame, so do the fires atop the pillars. I stop and watch the fires return to normal. I am mesmerized by the white, see-through blankets draped over each pillar- they remain unaffected. This was the shortest part of my dream, but the most attention to detail I can recall. There was a very special feeling about this room or hall... it was captivating and time was not the same here. I believe I witnessed this space without a body. I can see, feel, the room even now in the back of my mind- it feels as if it exist outside time as I know it.

I woke up early around 4:25AM, had an icey-cold water and decided it would be an opportune time to project.

I was on/off about projecting or not, for some reason I was feeling more vulnerable than normal- like maybe someone was in the room with me already. For this reason I found more comfort lying on my side. To my surprise an opportunity to project was still present. It was less focus-oriented. I think my desire to rest was interfering with the experience. Normally I can trace our how I exit my body, observe the sensations and feel my environment. With this I kind of just- remembered I was in the desired state and next thing I know I am floating towards my door and going down the stairs. I try to leave the front door of my house and am sent back to my body.

I accept that I can't get far and try a different method. I start thinking about a person and they appear in profile view in my minds eye, and slowly they start turning to face me.

After this I fall into a dream.

I haven't posted in a while because I haven't had the traditional experience of projection I'm used to. I've been maintaining a dream journal. Last night I dreamt there was a man in my room, he looked almost identical to me, sitting in the corner. He had crazed eyes and he was unafraid to stare me down. His stare made me so uncomfortable, and he was just sitting there 'loudly' without saying a word. When I woke up I told my self I wasn't going to bother trying to remember any of it. There was a lot of malice there. I hope that's not me... Then again, I'm not above acting out in anger...

Just recently I've made some very important discoveries. OMCasey has really helped me with this, so I'd like to think I've made a friend along the way- one whom I've met and made here. When she channeled a being for me, an aspect of my Self- she channeled Mother. Mother has come through, in a dream.

I never understood the trials people have posted up here- and to dream that I my self had recently gone through a 'test' or 'game design' I was actually quite displeased. I could feel it a dream, almost like- why bother with this? But these feelings were bullheaded. I am actually in quiet wonder- awestruck by all the answers coming together over years and years. Things that I've thought, are proving themselves true. But that doesn't mean what I think is always right. On the contrary, I'm getting the much desired context my Soul had longed for. Yes I still believe in my fallen angel memories. And I think memories can be shared intimately with unseen beings.

The merging of OM- and hosting abigail during my AP shared somewhere in this journal might be my future daughter. I can't say for certainty. Just a feeling like- a potential candidate was checking me out in the astral.

Back to this 'test.' The woman... God. Goddess to come forward is Ishtar. It's all God. All of us, everything. God. One God. But this was the form communicating- and I learned, after the dream- that Ishtar is closely related to the Green Man. My brain still goes numb from how mind blowing this has been for me. Their history and lore is a dynamic persistent through various cultures.

When I first made a connection to green man a green breasted peacock literally pulled out in the road on my way to work, and shortly after a rose petal was found laying at the front door of my work. This is serious communication from an unseen intelligence.

Well I think the dreams before Ishtar have had a heavy emphasis on my changes/desires- like I am near-ready for a Wife and Child. Not quite yet... But maybe when you send these kind of signals to the Universe- your 'guides' check in. Thus my recent "test" of a dream. And I do call them guides now. They appear in dreams and in moments that help define my journey. Only recently can I say I know who my guides are.

Ishtar is Mother. And perhaps we all share a similar journey here on Earth. This local universe- and all of its rules and mysteries. Maybe we are all a part of Ishtar and Al Khadir. Like this region of time/space is reserved for specific lessons- despite our various forms/incarnations- we are all riding this ship together. They are one, as are we. It's been, truly mind blowing.

Well... If anyone has experience with the peacock angel or Ishtar I am happy to read about your accounts.
That's all for now... Thank you. 

Hey Tides2dust,

I like the Greenman too he's very nature orientated. When I was young I spent a lot of time in the woods. I saw some incredible stuff. Maybe even the Greenman himself (I think).

Sounds like you are on a great adventure. You might enjoy Zen Buddhism as well. it helped me see that beyond all the Spirit's manifestations is an ordering Silence. It's empty and it's full. It helped me reach my center of quietness.

I agree with you that on some level we are all sharing one reality. Maybe it's many different journeys but One single journey too.

Keep us posted on your progress.  :-)

Quote from: shineling on February 04, 2022, 04:14:16

You might enjoy Zen Buddhism as well. it helped me see that beyond all the Spirit's manifestations is an ordering Silence. It's empty and it's full. It helped me reach my center of quietness.

You may also feel this silence in the midst of all Spirit's manifestations. That everpresent felt sense of Being experienced as every moment.

Yes, that is a beautiful sensation. I am discovering that the green man and Ishtar are one in the same. Just forms for us here as unique personalities- but that sensation you described is something I live for. Something available to us all. Those in-between moments. Sometimes I'm able to feel it in the most random ways, they don't have to be specifically reserved for 'in-between.' I used to call it, existing outside my self. It's the closest I get to feeling my real self, and my true Love.  I do practice- and I'm okay with where I'm at, there's no expectation to create that sensation ritually. I am learning I am grateful for the feeling, realizing the God potential is carried inside each and every one of us. And still more, it is an intelligence able to exist on its own and Guide us, intimately so.

Shineling, I believe you saw the green man. And thank you floriferious for the reminder.

I got to project. I believe I was dreaming and started realizing, in the dream, that I was dreaming. I started to see my body laying in bed. I was so tired, and instead of actually getting up I told my self I'll just pull my self out from my body. I was surprised how easy it was- and so as I approached my bedroom door I again told my self with confidence that I would simply phase through my door. I once more felt how tired I was but I stuck my hands out and pushed through with ease. I was pleased, noting my success. I started to glide down the hall and towards the stairs. I think this is where things got a little strange. I saw the front door and dark shadows on the other side of the glass. They looked like a silhouette of trees up against the door.

It was in that moment I started to lose touch with my projection and things began to turn into a dream. Instead of going out the front door I went down the hall and towards the kitchen. I found Mom in the laundry room folding laundry. I told my self I should leave, I wouldn't want to disturb her- I don't think she could see me. I wondered if she could feel someone in the room with her though? It seemed like for a moment she recognized someone else was in the room with her.

Instead of gliding around I found my self back in my bedroom. The door was open. That's how I knew something was off. I again felt my body laying in bed but I remember telling my self that my bedroom door is actually closed in real life. After that I woke up, realizing I was dreaming again.

I think the initial projection was true because the door was closed- it could have turned into a dream when I started losing the energy to hold my self in, 'active awareness'- instead I became more of a passive observer.

Or, everything could have been a dream and all that was just a mind f**k. =P I don't think that's the case. I did have quite a few dreams before and after the experience.

PS,

I later noticed Mom actually started laundry early in the morning and even folded some of the clothes I thought I saw her folding. I will ask her about it this evening.

That is so excellent that you were able to slip out of body. It's not that hard is it?  :-) Go over that feeling of separating and next time you go to sleep try again. You really don't have to be that asleep to slip out. You can even force it a little if you're still too awake.

Congrats!

Thanks shineling. I tried last night. I am brought back to the basics. I've been forced to try and control my thoughts as I sleep in order to dismiss physical ailments. What happens is I start the internal dialogue, then it takes a life of its own. Idea's and images start to flash and the mind will willingly travel with these impulses up to an extent- until I am brought back to my physical self or realize I am no longer controlling the direction of my thoughts. I don't care to control that process- but I do care to remain cognizant enough to catch that in between moment in order to keep a certain level of clarity and as you've said- try to slip out again. 

I projected out of my body early morning. It most likely happened because my thoughts were going in a direction I was not comfortable with, specifically humoring Satan which I thought was odd. I think it is my very child like ego, an impatient attitude lashing out when being put in its place. By demanding the direction of my mind I found my self out of body, likely because I was not allowing my self to slink into slumber. I knew I was in my room but I could not see anything. It was pitch black, I only knew I was standing on my bed. Once I realized I was out of body I decided to levitate and put my back against the ceiling.

I decided to project out the door and realized my Mom and Sister were up. Mom hadn't noticed me but April did. She tried to engage me, and I was a bit perplexed by the entire situation. I felt like I was actively witnessing my self go from astral projection to a lucid dream. The characters of the dream did not know what to do, neither did I. That's when everything reset and I once again found my self projecting from my bedroom. This time everything was visible- I could see my bedroom. I repeated the same levitation and proceeded out the door. The OBE was shifting to a dream, and all the meanwhile I was actively aware of the shift. I was so curios it felt like I was dreaming about recording this observation here on the forum. I was taking notes in real time- interacting with dream characters every so often. It seems at a certain point I went from a traditional OBE into a dream which became less and less lucid- eventually I became simply an observer and by the end of the everything I was dreaming of a totally different time era- late 1970's, Robin Williams and two quirky characters with surreal elements. I ended up waking to beautiful violin music which lingered a few seconds after the dream ended.

I don't normally include my dreams before or after the actual projection experience. But this is the log in full... Only because before the projection I really feel like I was in a similar state of "roaming" and after projection- I was dreaming I was still in the astral body meeting a member here... In the spirit of keeping the journal alive,

dream log
2:45 AM, 10PM bedtime. 2nd time to wake up, used restroom each time. Almost forgot about dream. Sleeping on my side like I used to is no longer easy or comfortable. Too long on left side triggers heart irregularities and sleeping on my right side creates discomfort in my right arm. The burning in the back of the neck has returned.

What I remember...
A giant metal structure... Little details, it's like a metal wall with a hole in it and something like magnets preventing people or things from entering the hole. Not much recall here... Just the distinct impression of- large, rigid, cold steel. Very ominous. Something about a truck and an extremely large truck bed.

In the scene before waking I am watching a video of people being interviewed. We discover these people have been drugged, I can't tell but it seems like for some it's against their will. One guy looks like Brad Pit and is explaining something. I forget what he says, it was a type of drug PLUS DMT for the hallucination or "added visual effects." I'm quoting the Brad Pit look alike. I am watching different people interview themselves through a webcam to share their experiences. One filipino man is talking directly to the camera, he is able to blur out the background. His girlfriend or wife implores him not to capture her on video. She is laying in bed behind him. He says he was given an opportunity to discuss and had to share his story. The man has a close shaved haircut on the side of his head. Brown skin and black hair. He begins talking about his experience. It seems he was forced to take the drugs. As he opens up he starts talking with regret. It seems the experience has left him very upset and very empty. I start to feel what he is displaying. He is overcome with emotion and starts to cry pleading to Jesus Christ before having to stop his webcam. He feels like he was disconnected from Jesus Christ and is begging God to enter his life again. He cries out to his wife for comfort. She is heart broken, I am no longer watching on a screen but am there watching the couple. He is on his knees in the bedroom floor- his wife is wearing a shirt without a bra underneath and loose gym shorts. She has tattoos on the side of her arm and on her leg. She feels for her husband and gets out of bed as he calls to her and immediately pulls him into her stomach. He is crying out for God. She doesn't know what to do except to go to the kitchen and make him food. I follow her there and am intrigued by the organization of their fridge as well as the size of it. I remember some leafy green cabbage heads or something like bok choy resting on the shelf before waking up.

As I record the dream, even laying on my back there is subtle discomfort in heart movement. 3:01AM must go back to sleep. 3:08 before submitting my internet goes out...

I finally fall back asleep and have an out of body experience. I had the option not to go out of body. I could feel the weight of this in between state. It had been a while since I've projected. I lay there just feeling the weight for a little bit. I usually start with my arms, but it was too difficult. I was so tired. I have to make my intention clear, I want to astral project. So, I pull my "body" out(astral body away from physical body) starting with my chest, shoulders and head. I sit at the edge of my bed now in my astral shell for a while. Everything is so heavy- if I go too fast I will be dizzy. It's difficult to see my surroundings. Finally I stand up and glide towards my old bedroom- I tell my self I am going to go outside. I phase myself through the window and try to fly. I see the clear sky and the stars- but as soon as I phased through, additional weight started pulling me down to the street. I think I start to dream, I decide to meet Casey and talk to her about her recent dream. She is there with another man who is not as impressed by my being there. When I do see Casey my eyes are opened wide and my head starts to buzz. I feel a type of energetic download. I tell her I find it fascinating that even in her dreams she is able to help others- which I understood as ultimately assisting your *self*/assisting consciousness. After Casey leaves I tell her guy friend that we are having this conversation out of body. It surprises even me that I am holding on to this body for as long as I have... He doesn't say anything, only raises a brow.

Then I fall into another dream, our customer John is challenging me to Golf. It feels like there is another presence observing me and weighing my soul. I for unknown reasons accept Johns challenge despite my lack of skill in the game. We are in my backyard taking practice swings- Dad is off in the distance watching us. At one point we take a wiffle ball, half it and put popcorn in it. We then lob those balls over into the neighbors yard. I miss on the first swing. With my second swing I see a rock go into her(my neighbors) backyard. I was feeling a little concerned as my awareness went from my body to slow motion zoomed in on this rock flying into the neighbors yard- nearing the edge of her house. Dreams are kind of blending here... I am also remembering two giant dogs- I don't remember if they approached me while I was having the OBE or not... The dogs belonged to a man, he wanted them to be intimidating. They were still quite young and they were extremely friendly with me. I'm not sure if the man could see me, but the dogs were definitely aware of my presence.

Now I am remembering a dream in between these two experiences about a Woman and someone of authority... It was a mission to get to her.... Was there a rescue happening???

Wake up at 7AM.

Quote from: tides2dust on May 20, 2022, 08:51:25
It feels like there is another presence observing me and weighing my soul.

It's interesting because I've had this feeling many times in many dreams like someone is watching me and judging my actions, sometimes I'll even see the person in the background observing me. Most of the time I don't think anything of it as I'm too involved in what I'm doing. I just catch it after the fact.

That was a great read. This reminded me of a very strange but fun dream I had last night as well having to do with this bacteria or fungus that you ingest orally, sort of like drugs, but they give you special powers, but these powers also come with severe side effects. I was a woman in this dream, and for some of the dream I was observing it like a movie and for some of it I was the main character, the woman.

I'll go into the dream here if anyone wants to read it:
This dream was based in the future as everything was very futuristic. The world was in some type of dilemma where there were negative people controlling the population and I, the woman main character, wanted to do something about it. There was a powerful man from another planet, some type of alien, but looked completely human. He was very powerful, but demanding and harsh. (Ill just call this guy Bob for ease of communication) He had a similar interest in destroying these powers and wanted to work with me to guide me, and a few others, to defeat the negative powers.

He proposed that he would work with me as long as we do it his way. I agreed that I would do whatever it takes and immediately we went to a scientist that was developing these fungi. They were colourful fuzzy balls that looked like mold growing on some type of substance (sort of like what you would see on moldy sour cream or something). Bob talked to the scientist and asked him if he had a particular mold/fungus/bacteria/fuzzy ball. He did and gave him a few of them. They were little black fuzzy balls.

He assembled the new team on his massive spaceship that was hovering over the earth (there was about 5 of us all from Earth, women and men). He told us that we would need to train with the new powers we would acquire and asked us to ingest the mold substance. He also warned us that the substance has negative side effects that could be detrimental, but it was the only way to have a chance at defeating the negative overlords. The effects would stay with us until we completed our mission. We all took them and Bob started implementing the training. He gave us black super modern looking swords that we used to attack these black super robots as training. We sucked at fighting as we were obviously new at this, but the drug that he gave us gave us super strength, agility and stamina.

Bob then turned to me, as I was the leader in the group and apparently the most developed spiritually/mentally, and gave me a special black sword. He said that it had extreme power if I used my focus properly. I had to be completely focussed on the task and if I was, it had amazing power. I used it in the training and focussed as much as possible and when I hit the robot, an explosion emerged destroying the robot completely. Really cool! Bob then took the sword away and gave it to the next person to use. Then someone came from somewhere screaming saying, "No, don't use that sword!!". She said that if you use the sword and lose focus for even a second it will kill the user. So I got a bit ticked because Bob didn't tell me that, but he didn't care.

Later, one of the crew members was sleeping and ended up killing her friend unknowingly which was one of the side effects of this drug so she was completely distressed. Again, Bob didn't seem to care. He seemed pretty ruthless. I felt like I still needed more power to get this situation over with and prevent anymore deaths and destruction so I went back to the scientist and asked him what the most powerful fungus was that he created. He told me the name of it was Lectin I believe. I asked him if he could make it and he agreed. It took him many attempts but he finally made it and gave it to me. It was weird when he made these as I would watch him and at the end there was a flash (like a psychic flash or something) that would show the entity within the mold. This mold was bigger and it was pure white. I put it in my mouth, but didn't swallow. I exclaimed, "Wow, this one is bigger than the other ones." It was like a mouthful of fuzz.

I then approached Bob and told him I had an opinion with this whole mission we were on. He got extremely furious and told me my opinion was worthless, reminded me of the agreement that we made, and told me to keep my opinion to myself. I told him anyways regardless of the result. I told him I got the scientist to make me Lectin and would be extremely powerful in order to complete our mission sooner. (This Lectin would have even worse side effects of course). Knowing that this substance would probably end up destroying me in the end, he ended up not caring and said yeah okay. So I showed him that I had it in my mouth and then swallowed it.

Unfortunately, that was the end of the dream. I wish it kept going as it was very entertaining, futuristic/sci-fi, and I was looking forwards to what would happen. Would be a good movie honestly. The drugs that were mentioned in your dream Tides with severe repercussions and being forced to take them reminded me of this dream. It's interesting when some dreams have some similarities.

Hi PerspectiveShift  :-) Thank you for your comments and sharing your experience with me. There was someone with my Dad watching me when I felt like my soul was being weighed.

I am learning those similarities are very real, that there is a message for you(and others) within the similarities that grab our attention. It is not for me to say what that message is, only that I believe you are working closely with Spirit in this regard.

We are more connected than I'm aware. Personally, I would not want to take drugs that are detrimental. At times I am okay with going at a snails pace. After having somewhat mysterious health impairments, I am just trying to find comfort in this body again. I do think it's possible that we can serve others, even if we ourselves are going at a speed another might find intolerable. Love is understanding.

I place Faith in God, even when darkness enshrouds our vision. It has saved me from prolonged suffering.

Kind regards~ Thank you

I found an old journal entry which reminded me of Abigail... I wonder if this was her, before I ever received any impression to her name??
Abigail is referenced here: http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/welcome_to_astral_projection_experiences/projection_journal_tides2dust_entries_past_experiences_notes_and_questions-t48007.0.html;msg375803#msg375803

And the old log...
Sometime late April of 2012

"2 weeks ago i had another sleep paralysis incident which involved some auditory hallucinations.
i heard a female voice, the noise zeroed in and rang through my ears, it was distorted- she said, 'can you hear me?' i said i can hear you.
it came back stronger, 'can you hear me?' this time it felt like something was entering my body. i started to hear a little girl laugh in the background like she'd been running and playing. i tried to respond but i was frightened. it felt like i was starting to levitate off my bed. i tried to wake up and when i did, realized i was still in my room dreaming- this happened twice. i woke up in a dream, still dreaming, to wake up into another dream, and finally to wake up in my real room.
the dreaming mind is an interesting thing is it not"

i had a really cool hypnagogic experience after trying to go back to sleep... i'm in the room i'm in now.... laying on my back and my head resting to the right. i dont yet make the distinction i am already out of my body, as i am preoccupied with the in-between sensations. i know i'm out of body because my vantage point is not on the mattress i'm sleeping on but on the floor beside it. my eyes are half-opened and i see a silver and black spider as large as my face resting along my mattress. i try not to disturb it, it's gently moving. i notice a little brown around the black. i begin to feel the weight associated with sleep paralysis. i breathe deep and hear my breath...the weight from this sends me further.... each breath is like the most rewarding therapeutic sensations running along my spine. at this point i still don't realize i'm out of body. i begin to hear chatter like over a radio. i hear the name putin. i return my awareness to my breath, feeling as if i'm going even deeper. i again look through eyes half opened and realize i am in my bedroom but it is all white. there are translucent cobwebs- conceptual framing and bright white light all over and white sheets and mattress for my bed. there's a skeleton in my bed. i believe i am in the past, and for some reason i tell my self... "not yet" like i'm in the wrong time era. it's as if the breath is shifting planes and time. i then hear a woman try to say my name, except she says "erin" and she says it very clearly to me. "close" is what i say knowing my name is actually eric. i immediately wonder who is calling me. all of this is happening in an instant and i break the spell by trying to go out of body from here, again not realizing i am already out of body. by the initial "push" (trying to push my astral body out mistaking it for the physical body) the awareness returns back to my physical body, the weight slowly disappears and i open my eyes realizing i am now correctly on my mattress above the ground.

darn, i wonder... because i was starting to realizing some things while in this state... had i not tried to project- how much further could i have taken it?

Those hypnogogic experiences are really cool and super trippy. I enjoy reading your experience and was surprised at how well you described the experience. I had the same thought after my last hypnogogic experience. I wish I kept it going!! Haha. All part of the journey.

Thanks P.  :-)

Yes, I wasn't ready for it to end... And I have questions about it all... Seeing the white bed sheets with the skeleton, feeling the breath as literally transporting my awareness to different realities and time... And the spider, which was quite magnificent- I understand spiders have a negative connotation but I did not feel that to be the case. And really curious, who is the girl incorrectly calling my name? I know it was directed at me, but it wasn't my name.

I'd like to explore with the breath and go deeper...

i had an OBE. pushing out of my body was relatively easy. i walked out my bedroom. my dad was a little curious as to what he was witnessing from his bed. i went outside in the backyard. suddenly i was in a sitting position like in a chair and started propelling myself up to the sky. i felt no fear, i tried going to the stars. i was like a rocket. i saw a shooting star on my way up and out towards space. it was blue star-dust. things started to shake and vibrate intensely. the stars started to blur. i never get into space anymore. i tried and tried, determined. instead i woke up in another bedroom. i slithered out of body. i walked around the house and then woke up. as i lay in bed i realized the second OBE was a dream and felt fake. i realize i have to pee but i don't want to miss another opportunity. i lay there for a while before surrendering to the urge to pee and force myself out of bed.

You've probably already answered this but I might have missed it. Do you talk to your family and friends and question their experiences? Do any of them ever see you or remember anything (strange?) when you appear to them in obe form?

Even if they don't have full awareness, they may have partial awareness. I think you should explore this on a physical level.

thanks nameless. yes i've talked about it with people.

in 2008 when i had initiation at the dream level, i shared with mom- i was so blown away and shook up it was something i couldn't hide. she hadn't a clue what i was talking about. she really didn't care either.

this experience with my dad, i just don't have the opportunity- not now. it's not because i'm shy about it.

i have made friends and acquaintances and we've shared experiences together, separately and have discussed plenty. haha. there are times and places... my explorations have shown me the validity behind the saying 'don't throw your pearls to swine' Not that i'm calling God swine- just that i am acknowledging there are different stages of evolution and varying levels of interest in this cosmic array we call life.

i don't appear in front of my friends during OBE, not that i know of. well, there are a few instances where friends told me they'd seen me. in dreams and meditations. i used to hold a small meditation group in my 20's and the one i do remember is my friend saw me opening a doorway for him.  

i'm more interested in trying to make it past space during the actual experience. i keep trying to go into space for whatever reason. 2008 was the only time i can remember shooting past the stars until all that was left were tiny particles and geometric shapes moving with the breath. so if i went past the stars, where did i go? i wonder why i always want to go UP when i have an OBE. i never seem to explore much at the ground level. i do explore my bedroom a lot, then its outside and straight to the stars.


im also wondering what that blue star-dust was or what it might mean... hmm

anyways, thanks for the chat. hope you are having a grand old time and look forward to seeing you around!

I've found the same with people who just don't have a clue, seems most fall into that category.

Your blue dust is interesting to me, I have visited a blue planet and been in a blue void-like area. These blue places tend to really recharge my batteries. I also know blue represents communication and the mental plain as well.

I think going UP is a natural by-product of our 3D selves. We see up as space, so that's a mental thing. I try to go out and that can produce some really weird results.

Thanks for the feedback.

Thanks for blowing my mind! If mass and energy are intertwined we are just holograms. Going up is not a necessity. Maybe I can't get past the stars because I don't really know what's past them? And in 2008 when I did go past the stars, I was being assisted with the experience, and it was meant to allude to the universe within. Considering the geometric particles were moving in unison with the breath. For a while I used to think after we pass from the time we've spent bound to 3D we'd the opportunity to receive an entire universe. This understanding has changed considerably to a more "present" or "living" awareness.

Often I get these bouts of spiritual amnesia because my awareness is usually anchored to 3D... Rightfully so! I accept where I am with this... But yeah... You really just helped me... Just like, why do I always need to project out of body? Why not just go wherever I need to, instantaneously?

I suppose it's a process being loosened from the grip of 3D awareness.

I also think there is a strong instinct within us that once we achieve a certain ability with going out of body, the desire to launch skyward and fly into space and the stars is almost always present. Early in our learning, we often get this experience, sometimes with noticeable outside assistance. It seems to be straightforward enough that we figure we should be able to do it any time we want, but at some point, the experiences become limited or fail altogether. Various authors and experiencers have offered explanations.

One idea I read was that if I was losing consciousness as I flew into the outer atmosphere, then I was also leaving the Etheric plane and moving into the Astral. If my Astral body/awareness was not developed enough, then the loss of consciousness was the result. So, I paid special attention to this idea of developing the Astral body. Maybe it was a part of the Mental body development, as well.

A second idea was that at this point in my learning any time I went OOB I was now in a learning environment and by immediately applying my Intent to DO something or GO somewhere, I was very possibly ignoring and missing a learning opportunity that had been quietly presented to me. So, I tried to slow down and pay closer attention to my immediate environment each time that I projected and interact with the situation that developed on its own rather than force my Will upon it.  

Thinking back on it now, I think it was a combination of these two ideas that led to my experiences starting again and progressing from there. By allowing each NP environment to stabilize and develop, I found that I was within a learning environment with new and totally unexpected lessons to experience. What I had to do was maintain my awareness and be open to the signals that would lead me into and through the simulation, as Leland calls it. Learning when to apply and when to relax my Will was a fundamental part to the learning.  

Thank you EV~ Wow. Yes, this gives me a lot to think on...

The desire to go UP is so strong and possibly, a silly misunderstood desire. And how many of those do we have in life?  : :roll: :-o :-D

Very happy to have your response here... Cheers !

You're welcome tides; I'm glad if that gives some ideas.

I don't think the desire to go UP is silly; misunderstood after some point, ok maybe. For me, the desire to launch into space and the stars was and still is quite exciting. The expression of the pure joy of flight, control and my sense of empowerment and freedom once I had this ability in the Non-Physical Reality was such a soul-expanding, consciousness-raising experience beyond most everything before. So, I think I fairly recognize the early value of the experience; what I missed was possibly that at some point our NP teachers use that experience, or the denial of it, to teach us to look elsewhere for our next lesson.

So maybe the desire to fly into space eventually is recast as another form of excitement, or a form of emotion to be understood and controlled. We learn the hard way, usually, of the earlier emotions to be brought under control-Fear is almost always the first, followed soon by sexual desire. Most of us spend a fair amount of time lost within fear and sex, until we learn balance and control. Then often follows various forms of confusion, distraction and excitement. Each of these needs repeated exposure in order to recognize them and maintain our composure. And we seem to all get tested and re-tested and quizzed on these older subjects even as new subjects are presented. So, maybe the excitement of flying skyward eventually becomes recast as just another form of excitement or distraction, but only in the temporary sense to teach us to look elsewhere for the next lesson. I would hate to think that in the future I will never be allowed the occasional spaceshot, lol!

So, the next time you find yourself in a NP environment- Stop and observe and ask inwardly- What is the lesson I am supposed to learn here? Then go with the flow.

Your descriptions are excellent and I'm enjoying the journal.

Cheers to you!

Thanks EV, I have been asking questions more. Last night I woke up from a dream at 3AM. When I felt I had an opportunity to astral project it was 3:33AM. I was ready to let go of fear and ask questions in the NP. I must have been more tired than willing to engage because I ended up sleeping heavily and not recalling what happened after waking up.

Lately I've been asking God questions before I go to sleep, and ask that he may reveal them in my dreams.
I met Amma the hugging saint in person. She showed up in my dreams, this seemed pretty direct. It's not an OBE, but it seems relevant to the discussion. The dream DID feel like a sensation of being out of body.

In my dreams I play guitar- but not much skill at it in waking life. Yet it has a familiarity that becomes quite therapeutic.

I dreamt I met Amma the hugging Saint. She had a small group of people around her, we were at a poor hotel by the beach. I had walked off and around a corner, seeing all kinds of people coming out of their doors. It was spaced out. I remember pillars- grays and ambient light. The energy was "sparce" and then I stumbled upon Amma sitting down outside under some shade with just two other people behind her. I walked up to speak to her. She told me, she knew I was praying to God asking what I was doing wrong. She told me she's seen something like this before and there was something I needed to get out of my system. She gave me a time limit and told me to return to her as soon as possible. I can't remember if either by the end of the day- or the next. She said I needed to fulfill this experience- like Life had become routine or stale and it was turning me mad. I had been wandering. It was a desperate moment, even Amma looked concerned.

I then dreamt somehow I ended up in a room where I was playing electric guitar very loudly. There was a man there helping me play, we were jamming. We both seemed kind of out of it. Like we were having an out of body experience. And I kept playing, there was so much music and noise coming out of this room. And the lighting was dark, there was like a strobe effect of white and green light and light smoke swirling around the room. I just kept playing even while the man was talking to me. All the way up until I told the man the guitar was out of tune. He bent the tip of a guitar pick and started testing it with me- he pushed the guitar pick so hard into the neck of the guitar against one of the strings he snapped the string. He pulled out the string and told me he'd replace it.

I woke up having to pee.

I have the opportunity for an OBE. It happens twice. It was easier to get out of body. I could even stand in the environment and breathe. It was a beautiful sensation, just standing there breathing. I had no urge to push myself through the door or go outside. I just wanted to bathe in the sensations. I did get the thought to levitate. I tried, I raised my astral body up to my tippy toes. I thought I was going to- then suddenly I started to descend. I fell back into my body. It was the feeling of prolonged falling like I was further away from my physical body than understood- or like I was having to sink deeper into the physical shell than realized. It was a unique sensation but by the time it was over I thought, "that's not so bad" and even enjoyed it. I was a little sad it all came to an end. 

Just a couple days ago I had an OBE. I didn't do anything but practice exiting the body and stood there. Just breathing in the atmosphere was a pleasant sensation. I got to try it twice in one night. I wonder... Since I haven't mastered this by Will power... Was I being prepped for tonights experience??? Thanks for taking the time to read and provide any feedback... I have further questions at the end of this.

I had a really interesting dream before the actual OBE so I will share that as well...

The dream,

a little girl learns about a real "glitch in the matrix."

it's similar to the movie. it starts with dejavu, except this dejavu is the exact thing repeating itself(a glitch in the matrix) and a hologram collides into a wall like a wave. here the matrix waits to receive input from the person who observes the glitch and if it's acceptable is played out.

the girl observes this glitch on two "men in black" and is hiding behind a wall which seems to shield her from the mens view. she rewrites the script and tries to change the fate of these men, which would involve killing one of them. the man who taught this girl about the glitches arrives to the scene since she unintentionally pings her location by trying to change something so dramatically. he ends up killing the men himself and the bullet which was a product of the rewrite from the girl standing behind the wall is frozen and sent back towards the girl. the man rushes towards her in a brilliant burst of light and breaches this invisible wall. here, in slow motion, the girl is exposed unto the scene and her eyes flash violet once she is drawn out from hiding. the man warns her not to bonk around again or it means losing her own life. she is scared

the scene changes like i am pulled out from wherever i was and put back on a lower density. i am observing an aerial view of a city street at night. ironically the building in focus is a chrome art studio called, "digaf" (do i give a bonk) next to a mattress or "snooze" store. it is somehow highlighted that people work in the mattress store and they practice the art of sleeping or- sell sleep to people. . .?

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So... Before going to bed I asked God in prayer what I'm doing wrong. Presently I am pursuing a woman of interest who is showing me reciprocation but is in no rush with being intimate. My whole reason for pursuing is to be intimate as it is a part of how I express my interest and share my heart and joy. So this is a learning curve for me... Since I haven't had much experience with dating. I don't really date around- things have always just happened and I tend to focus my energy in the one invested interest. Anyways... So I pray and ask to be shown what I'm doing wrong... I pray for clarification and ask God what he thinks about my relationship with this girl. Are these answers to my prayers? I don't know. Maybe. Maybe not.


Now the OBE- with something that has never happened before... A golden statue appeared in my backyard. It was terrifying- it was amazing. It was a statue but it was alive. It changed shapes. Despite rain the sun was shining on it and it didn't get wet.

Here's the details to the best of my ability- they started fading even during the experience.

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After falling back asleep I had an OBE. There are too many details to recount. I managed to catch the last few. It started with going downstairs towards my Dogs, they were happy to see me. I knew I was out of body and they saw me all the same. Many dream like concepts were playing out during the OBE, like I was having both an astral experience in my house while separately dreaming things and details about my family around me. I could dive in either experience. For example, I remember everyone in my house being awake- the lights on upstairs with April on the phone for a job interview- me drinking her water in the kitchen and being disgusted she had cheese inside the water bottle? I tried focusing on the OBE and not the dreams swirling around me. I went outside with the dogs to play in the backyard. Once in the backyard the dogs were playing with each other- it went from raining to a bright sun. In the center of the backyard was a golden statue. There is no golden statue in my backyard. It was as frightening as it was beautiful. Dreams and details were continuing to swirl around me. Like I could feel a part of me still in my bedroom and see a light in my peripheral from the perspective of my room(despite being in the backyard). I thought there was a nonexistent lamp on in my room. I am recalling in flashes now. Every time I glanced at the statue- it changed shape, but still a golden statue with the sun shining down on it. It became two things- and my dogs, tumbling and playing about- turned into the two entities portrayed by the statue. I look up and the statue changed again... From two siblings, to two friends... To one tall and one short... to Brothers and Soldiers... The dogs had become all these things. Lastly it became a Mother and Daughter- to focus on the child.
It was weird because off to the side was rain and dark clouds... But the statue was, surreal and without rain- without clouds. And the dogs became the last thing the statue showed me... I had to have met a being of some sort...
"This is Lei Fong" It said to me. We weren't speaking English- but telepathically?
Last of the dynasty...? A cabal has infiltrated their people... A great war has been relayed to me. They are desperate for help. I am being offered to accept this child in my lineage. Along accepting her I am promised certain- spiritual gifts... ? It's all starting to fade now... Somehow I start retracting back to my physical body... But before ending the experience- A larger aspect of my self pulled through the entire scene- like I was secretly watching in the background. And my voice in a way I never heard it before said,
"How do I know?"

I wake up...


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So... I never met whoever was talking to me. I could not see what they looked like. I just know I was visited. The language was a type of telepathic communication. It was a lot of information to be spoken in english but I understood it in english. This great war was more like an infiltration. Like they were presently being destroyed- a cabal has infiltrated their ship? Entities physically dying around me. This was a desperate plea for help. And I am being shown this child. This child is the key to preserving their dynasty. I am being asked to accept this offer and it begins to feel like a trade- like I will be rewarded some kind of gift. My intuition or higher-self is stand-offish. What they're showing me feels real. But I am hesitant. And as a higher authority within myself stepped forward ending the OBE... "How do I know?" Was said in the most powerful way I can't express it. Like it either chased off deceit or it was meant to be a question to remember. I think Lei Fong was the name. I know they specifically used the word Cabal.

The statue had such an interesting feel I've never experienced that before. Am I being deceived? Are these answers to my prayers? Do I accept the offer? Do I help? Why would I be tempted with spiritual gifts? This dream feels important.

I haven't spent much time thinking about the dream and its meaning... But I have spent a little time thinking on the OBE.

If you've managed to make sense of my extremely long entry- god bless you.  :lol: Sorry for the confusion- it was a lot in one night, may have been better to post the two experiences separately.

What I am noticing is that, with the OBE- I had *three* selves. One was directly observing the OBE- the other was observing available dream data and looking back at my body on its bed. Both of these selves were existing simultaneously. And third, or maybe just back to ONE- some higher self which ended the entire experience. I say third because it stepped into the scene, as in, the I interacting with my astral visitor was separate from the I stepping into the scene at the end and asking a question with authority.

I also wonder why something so desperate for help would want to make a trade of things?

Or is this simply just a really cool experience showing me where I'm at in life? Presently, my lease on life is more give/take. I admittedly dance between selfish desires and doing the right thing. I would like to lean towards doing the right thing. I am happy in feeling and believing that type of progress is being made. I am not going to beat myself up here. Or did I attract a real visitor of equal vibration? Could my attitude towards life attract similar beings in the astral?

A living statue, with such a bold presence- it was like no other. And this talk of Cabal and Lei Fong most certainly does not feel like my imagination. If it is- not a conscious doing.

I do desire a child at one point in life. Now is certainly not the time. And I am grateful with where I'm at where "spiritual powers" are concerned. I don't crave "powers" I don't want anything unearned either. I know I am also making progress, slowly- steadily, with regards to exploring the astral realms and sensing the in between moments and unspoken languages dancing around us... So I don't really feel tempted by whatever offering they or I am making to my self.

Eh, maybe just chalk it up to a cool experience and keep on' keepin' on.

After writing this my Sister came by for a surprise visit. I did not know she had a job interview yesterday. It turned out it was rescheduled but she came by the house to talk about it. She also found some stinky cheese in our fridge as being the culprit to a smell that was starting to disgust me. These parallels are outside of my (conscious) control- and they give some validity to the dream data swirling around me in the OBE mentioned above.

Well just today an employee said something very interesting- she was joking when she said it but she hasn't said this before and it was, "do i give a f**k"
It immediately made me think of the dream prior to the OBE. While I can't say I understand, I am intuiting that this experience felt important because it seems to relay a type of guidance at play. These events are happening days after the dream and OBE. I think it felt important because it's a turning point in my life and my families. There is a transformative energy and... Perhaps I am being asked to pay attention.

I hope I don't disappoint...

Wow, you are most certainly evolving on a spiritual level. The very interesting thing about these type events is the mix you experience. Seems we are often shown (at this stage) things that are typically way outside our understanding, but it is mixed with things (standard dreams, if you will) of things we do or can relate to which allows us that ever so elusive validation which helps move us along forward.

These validations (the cheese, etc.) are a way of letting you KNOW just how real your experience was/is despite your lack of understanding on a fully conscious level. My only advice here is to please not discount any single part. Instead of discounting try separating which you have already done admirably. This will help lead you to better understanding.

I won't do any interpreting of symbols and such as those are so personal to each individual. But you are doing a phenomenal job of analyzing this for yourself. One caution though is to not over-analyze. Your thoughts on this will deepen as time goes by and I will add one thing. I think you have already received the 'gift'.

Thank you Nameless. Very kind to engage and take an interest.

I appreciate your advice on the matter.

Just maintaining the journal.
Not much conscious OBE's as of late. Experiencing some unique things though. I had a dream not to long ago where I met a being with an entire sun in him. I don't know how I knew that- just did. I titled the experience, being of blinding light- because there was so much bright light it was hard to look. Immediately after I woke up, the being imparted a message... Don't rely on things outside yourself.

This message, solid advice, seems kind of obvious though- there wasn't much weight behind it... Until recently, I realize my reactions to disappointing views or opinions from others was saying a lot about this peculiar situation I had found myself struggling with. I got too involved when having to defend my opinion and views to people who asked for them- or on the flip side, I asked for someone's opinion on something and found myself getting upset for not hearing what I wanted. In the first instance a group of friends asked my opinion over political nonsense. It ended up being a longwinded debate, when I never cared to debate. It was like my opinion was just wrong for them and we had to go through these really draining hurdles. I was put-off by how exhaustive the entire ordeal was. And then later I shared a dream/fantasy of mine with Mom and she was quick to criticize/condemn the vision. All these things are good and well- but perhaps I was too dependent on the attitudes and expectations from people outside my self...

Suddenly the being with a, "sun inside of him"(It's 1111 right now) started making sense. And I realized or... remembered... An old teaching that we have everything we need inside ourselves. The wisdom offered was very helpful for pulling me out from a hole I dug my self. I realized that since being visited by this being that communication with the self has been much clearer... And perhaps I am needing to practice faith in this connection.

So today as I asked for help, why was I so bothered- why was I so drained, I just heard let it go. Even though the friends who were not receptive to my views say I am, "messing up." That doesn't feel like anywhere near the truth. I feel like I am aligned and growing in this deeper self long desired. And so I have to have faith that all is well, all happened accordingly... And that God cares for his children, even those we disagree with. So I am in the process of letting go- not realizing just how much I mentally dive in to things, to the point of being dizzy by picking up others energy.

On the ride home tonight I saw a bunch of repeating 999's. Haven't had that prompt in a while. I do believe there is an active communication happening... A signaling, something... And I am feeling just a little closer to understanding the messages relayed from this internal dialogue.

All of this a work in progress... Well... That's it for now.   

This one feels like something is communicating to me. I woke up to the song War Pigs playing in my mind... And I randomly selected a video on youtube to listen to the song. As it started up I got intense chills in my spine, it is a sign something is communicating... And Really strange my dream, before waking up- involved a girl communicating with unseen beings on the radio and she is walking away with something red in her hand- Just like the girl in the music video While watching I got really emotional and tears were rolling down my face... I think what's being communicated is there is a lot of rage... And desire for freedom. There's a lot of cruelty happening... And seeing the word freedom at the end of the video is what my Soul longs for.

I would also like to add... that I've visited Hawaii a few times where OBE's are concerned. One AP experience I remember is actually being in and sensing the environment through the eyes of another male body living in Hawaii- I wonder if this person really exist and he is like a type of portal or anchor for spiritual experiences/point consciousness.

With the dream below. I don't think it's a nefarious communication- but it feels like they are upset by our world affairs... I don't know... Well, it's not for me to share the dreams here but every so often. It's not my typical "OBE" but after posting with LightBeams visitor thread... I am noticing this theme of "communication" desire to communicate.. And really feel like this is an instance where something on the other side is coming through... Here are the dream details...

Rapid fire dream successions. Theme of communication happening over Radio.

First I remember my Sister acting so incredibly rude, hateful and manipulative. To the point we are fighting. I think she is begging for attention. She keeps trying to hurt me and frame me. I throw a foldable chair in her face and I think it breaks her nose. She is working heavily with Mom through something. I feel bad once I see the chair make contact with her.

Later I dream I am Miley Cyrus's assistant. I won some contest, or something. And she puts a song of ours on the radio. I don't know she does this and I don't like the song. If she allowed more singing... Instead she is focused on a kind of rage/punk screaming. It's a mixture of rap, singing and screaming with a male and female energy(I am the male and Miley the female). Britney my childhood friend hears this song with her girlfriends. My Sister hears it too. I think they are surprised I am even at this level of recognition. They just think it's cool I am on the radio. The radio... This feels important.

Shift to a room, possibly somewhere in Hawaii. I am loading a pile of gift cards with value of $20 for her fans.

Randomly  ... I can't tell if this is before or after the helicopter scene. I believe I'm still Miley Cyrus' assistant. Does she have a daughter? We're still in Hawaii, like we're on vacation. There's a little girl walking up to these speakers on the floor. They are emitting a strange sound. It's similar to the noise you used to hear when turning the knob sifting through radio stations... A low static noise. The girl is now speaking to someone in the speakers. They are on the other side and they are listening. I can't see anyone. It's a little freaky watching her communicate with unknown beings, except the static on the radio is actually responding to the child. Low distortions replying back.

Before my parents come up to the room the girl is forced to cut a rabbit, it's magic in that it doesn't bleed- and she cuts it to hide whatever has been going on in secret communication. The white rabbit fur transforms into a smooth piece of sofa furniture. A very odd detail of me zooming in on her manically cutting this talking rabbit, until there's nothing left except a red organ(something, 'inside out') which she walks off with in her hand before disappearing.

Another shift and I am again being observed by my peers. My Sister and her friends. I am jumping out of a helicopter into the water towards my friends Rob and Chase. They are already in the water. The helicopter gets a little lower and I dive in and off to the side. I motion them I want to race to the other side of the water where there are people cheering. The ocean becomes a pool with roped lanes and we are racing to the end. It's a close race, my friends had the advantage having started off straight- whereas I had to jump out of a helicopter and correct my positioning. But I use this momentum to catch up. Chase starts to drop off and it's between Rob and I. I just beat him by placing my hand on the end seconds before him.

Wake up to pee.

As I recall everything and try to go back to sleep,
War Pigs by Black Sabbath starts playing in my mind...

https://youtu.be/LQUXuQ6Zd9w

Last night I decided to go to bed early. As I layed upon my back, in the dark, I observed my thoughts. I noticed, as the body began to systematically wind down- thoughts started to branch into different directions. I believe, unfortunately, that holding on to the thoughts are what kept me anchored to my body even though I was hoping to induce an OBE. I also felt the need to control some of the thoughts because I could feel the mind propelling itself into a negative direction. Instead of allowing this thought to breathe, I would imagine a golden lotus in my chest and synchronize its radiance with my inhalation and exhalation.

When I did this, the mind would eventually drift- and I would willingly let the new thoughts emerge. It was like I was plunging, something inward revolving. Somewhere between dozing off and attempting to control the direction of thought- it was like a flat revolving plane with ever-changing sides in the ether and my, "point of awareness" was sliding onto another surface. The sensation of something being turned over, momentum, and drastic change in the mind was physical. So maybe the OBE was a success.

It made me think more on the power of thoughts and awareness. To understand we are not necessarily our thoughts, but an intimate link exists between observer and thought. It has me scratching my head, I wonder if we associate perspective with our physical bodies.

An OBE and strange sex dream. Interesting thoughts about the experience...

I had an OBE! I did not record it right away, I was so very- very tired. But I remember it fairly well.

I initially woke up because the boy dog was crying. I got up and used the restroom- went downstairs to see what the commotion was about. He was trying to wake my Dad up who fell asleep on the recliner. Paying no mind I went back to bed. I could feel how tired I was, and that I was completely aware of my body shutting back down to sleep. As if by habit, I pulled "my self" up from my bed. I got about half way "out" realizing- my physical self was still sleeping in bed. That's when it hit me I was being given an opportunity for an OBE. Wasting no time, I drudgingly pulled the rest of my self out. I was a little wobbly at first... But I was on a mission. I did not spend too much time feeling all the sensations as I usually do. Instead I looked at my door and put my hands in front of me- and I phased through my bedroom door. "Still remember how to do that" I tell my self. I glide down my stairs and don't even bother looking at my Dad asleep on his recliner, I do hear the TV on in the background, but instead I am now trying to phase through the front door. I push myself through and my one leg gets stuck, near the ankle, in the door! I'm being held up! And all I want to do is go up towards the stars.

Why did my leg get stuck? Next thing I know I'm back in my bed. Again, I do not hesitate. I realize my body is attempting to enter into a deep slumber, noting the position of my left arm behind my pillow- and again I pull myself back out of my body. Once more I phase through the door, glide down the stairs and phase through the front door- this time no problem. I'm out on the streets and I look up at the sky. The street light is out, making the sky all the more visible. And as I really start to gaze at the stars, this waxing sheen glosses over the clear sky and even more stars come into view. I have to choose one. I see a small cluster slightly up and to my left, I zero in on the one and I start levitating up towards it. I'm walking vertically towards the star until I remember that I used to swim up as a child. I start swimming up, never losing focus of the one star. After experiencing the swimming sensation briefly, I am now locked in on the star with a tunneling effect, I am suddenly on my back and being pulled up towards it. "Beam me up scotty" is what I think jokingly as the star is pulling me towards it. But, suddenly, I feel a prick on my left shoulder. It's like the plastic bottom of a ball point pen pushing into a tiny spot on my shoulder. When this happens I am descended back into my body, never making it to my destination...

I'm given a third attempt to push out of my body but with the descending feeling I realize I am kind of entering more of a dream state. I project once more but instead of attempting to leave my house I notice a red energy coming from my sisters bedroom. There's a fear associated here as I being to feel like someone else is with me, and her door closes on its own. I put my hand on the door and try to open it, but this angry energy is letting me know I'm not welcomed in this room. I'm not sure how necessary this part is, and there are probably beings rolling their eyes, but maybe it was my own fear that spurred this- instinctually I start saying the name Jesus Christ and commanding whatever is in my sisters room to *get out.* The door opens and I imagine I am splashing holy water in the corners of her room.

I'm pretty sure, from there, I wake up and realize I had an OBE but decide to go back to sleep because of how tired I am. *As a side note* a part of me thinks that red energy, anger, fear is all my a part of my self- and sadly, instead of facing it- i 'descended' into dogmatic behavior. I think I could have made a really cool discovery if I wasn't overcome with fear and anger. Although saying his name did put an end to the experience, I'm not sure that was the route I wanted to take... Next time... Next time *rubs temples*

Later I dream as a black man belonging to a group of car salesman. I am having an upgrade in vehicle and also reminiscing with the boys about this old lot we would sell cars at. I have an intimate relationship with a beautiful african american woman. It gets really strange as this guy is narrating about another man(maybe it is the man I am initially dreaming as, but I am no longer him) who "broke"(sexually) three women. They were all left "wanting" him. There was the african american woman, a white woman, and a trans-person(and sorry for the detail, I was beginning to feel gross as the narration was tied to showing each woman naked and stretched out the questionable trans person with a prolapsed organ). Last vision I have is witnessing another man, married, with a really tiny pecker asking another man to satisfy his wife the way the man who broke her did. She is at first performing oral sex on her husband, and then this volunteer. I feel like I received something with this woman before too but I feel a disgust towards it all(white trash is what I think) and I mentally back out before waking up. It was as I was pulling away from the scene that I realized these people were in a public space- a park and the woman on her knees in front of an audience.

5 days ago I woke up to six gentle knocks on my bedroom door at 3AM.
"Knock, knock, knock."
"Knock, knock, knock."

No one was there.

That night I dreamt about a member here, Nameless and a Guru I once visited was also present in the dreams.

Last night I woke up at 3AM again. I woke up to a frequency happening at the subtle level. It was like a really fast heart beat. My heart was naturally trying to sync with this, but I do not align with this frequency. I did not like it and did not want it. I think I may have been picking up the energy of the environment. It was a little brighter than normal outside, I thought it was 6AM, and I heard cars off in the distance racing. This faint drumming of a rapid heart beat carried on to 4AM. I could feel and hear it in the background to the immediate reality. I wonder who is doing this and am not appreciative.

I fell back asleep and had an OBE. This OBE did not take place in my room, but in either a psych ward or place of business... But it felt entirely like an OBE- the energetic sensations... all of it.
Here is the journal,

i remember seeing my astral self reflected off a monitor screen, and my physical self in bed. it was really cool because i've never seen both before. it was still a little difficult holding the energy and moving around. so instead of becoming obsessed with what i saw in the reflection i decided to push through the door. before pushing through i told my self... why am i walking? i'll just levitate... and suddenly i am hovering above the ground just a little... and with confidence i phase through the door. there's a gentle momentum pulling me like a current in a river. i let myself be pulled across halls of a hospital or office building. i look at the people in different rooms. one room has three girls working on computers and they're gossiping. i continue to float across and into another room with a lone woman dressed in business attire. she looks up as i am passing by like she might have felt my presence...

the last room i float through is more like a psych ward and there's a little girl with amazing blue eyes who sees me and waves. i wave back as i float by, and there's another man with pale skin and really blue eyes who also sees me and i wave to him as he stares at me with his mouth agape. he had really curly blonde hair.

i realize suddenly i can't hold on to this form much longer and collapse or phase out of the entire experience before descending into a dream

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Later today, after work, our total sales were 3333.66
An extremely rare occurrence.

I believe all of these events are somehow connected.

Even though the frequency was received as a negative experience... I think it may just have been the environment in that moment. I did initially think there was an outside force trying to induce mass anxiety on the populace. It may not be so sinister.

I also had a pleasant thought today...

I have this belief that God is in everything and everyone. I wish to address life as if God is standing before me. Even though at times it's just an idea... Somedays it feels like that idea is actualized, even if it is just a brief experience... It's the ultimate salve, the most amazing experience... I get so sidetracked with life... And I really need to shut my little self up sometimes to try and cultivate this belief into regular experience...

Cheers.
 

I tried the, "I am not my body, I am not my thoughts" suggestion before bed and ended up having an OBE.

I think there was a female presence observing everything and it was kind of eerie. Not threatening- but overpowering and highly intelligent.

little boy, OBE... unknown presence

the first dream i have is of an intelligent little boy who appears 1 or 2 years of age, but is much smarter than that. he has sandy blonde hair and he is telling me he wants to go in my backyard to pee. my girl dog is there with us, and he(the little boy standing by my side) feels scared. i feel the eerie sensation he is picking up on, like someone is watching us. it's about 1AM in the dream, and so i open the door to the backyard and turn on the lights. the girl dog is running along the fence-line investigating the area. i see a giant bush that does not belong in my backyard, and the feeling like someone is watching us is overpowering. i see an orb of light fly across my peripherals just before waking up. i wake up with the urge to pee, noting the similarities in the dream.

as i go back to sleep i have an OBE. it comes with ease. i am actually enjoying the tired in between sensation of pulling myself out from my body and getting out of bed. i stand there a little noting to myself, yup this is an OBE. i then glide across the floor, stick my hands up and push myself through my closed door. i go down the stairs and the girl dog is again here, anticipating me. she sees me. i make note that she does. i feel the joy coming from her. it's nice. then my dad comes in the scene, and he talks to me. this confuses me, how can he talk to me if i am out of body? i ask him if he sees me, he says of course. suddenly i am sitting on the couch going through a sequence of dream details that i can't recall. instead, everything feels as if it is actually happening. i am almost convinced i am actually awake and going through the motions with my family in the living room. it isn't until mom and dad are doing something strange and so early in the morning, and the presence of a female unknown when all of a sudden i remind myself, this isn't happening. i say aloud, i am actually laying in bed right now. with that realization i wake up in bed.

it's 5:33AM when i come to log.

A dear friend suggested to me that the little boy with sandy blonde hair was a younger me.

I did have blonde hair growing up.

And I believe this woman has been with me my entire life. As a child I was scared of how real that connection with an invisible someone was. But all of the phantom scents, whispers and touches have been female.

I have a connection to a guide who serves others, not just my self, and prompts people with the number 14. 14 has come in the form of a child, an old man version of my self, and even a woman. So I don't believe the gender matters at this level of intelligence, but is there to serve as a guide.

But there is definitely female presence, stronger than the rest. And I have called this version of my self(which I am not quite comfortable associating the word as belonging to. In other words, I don't feel worthy calling her a version of my self) Mother.

I definitely turned off that connection, and had to rediscover it in my early adult years. There's a whole world out there, with which we're a part of, and know very little.

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There's a whole world out there, with which we're a part of, and know very little.

Yes, there is infinite world out there with us in it in different forms with different experiences. When we enter this particular  game, the rule is to put a veil over ourselves and not remember who our larger spirit is and all of our other infinite fractions for a reason to be isolated and be able to focus on a particular set of lessons. One of the lessons may be during this life to realize that we have a veil and to start thinning it. Then we create different set of experiences in relation to now being able to get glimpses of the larger reality. The ultimate goal is to learn how to manipulate energy. Each life though leaves greater connections to several others and cause residual things. That's why during past life regressions, the person is taken by their higher self to the life that is most relevant and deeply connected to the current one in order to understand certain happenings. It's very interesting. I am taking the hypnosis course developed by Dolores Cannon. Truly fascinating stuff. I will write more about it when I get certified.

About you talking to a family member who is still alive here during OBE, that is perfectly normal, because all of us have our spirits exist on many levels simultaneously. We communicate on other levels all the time. They don't have to be physically dead in order to see you while you are out of body. Their spirits are not confined within their bodies. Even while awake you send parts of your spirit across the multiverse. You may not be aware of the actual communications because of the veil, but it happens at all time. Very fascinating.

Yes, thank you!

I just rewatched this little clip that suggest why dying is a gift.

https://youtu.be/iGI2vyp8z2c

I hope others watch it and share their thoughts. I do feel connected to others and I don't think others are always aware of how connected we are. At one point in my life I worked in a store where I experienced miracle after miracle... People triggered intuition, past life memories, and weird remote viewing experiences.

It was during this time I experienced an OBE while meditating. I thought the experience was maybe 20 minutes but it was something like 2 + hours went by- the whole experience was just witnessing this orb of immense and fine vibrating light descend slowly into my body- in complete silence- no sound. But once the orb went into my body I could hear my breath and came back to immediate consciousness(3D space). Really trippy that 2 hours had passed! I would share this experience mentally, with every customer in my store. Wishing them the same sensations and seeing our greater connection.

But all of this to say, the people themselves weren't aware that they were triggering these moments. Maybe it was the location triggering these experiences? I thought during that stage in my life that after we leave our small earth bodies that our consciousness is gifted an entire planet- maybe an entire universe. Anyways... I had a friend trigger thoughts that we were children barefoot playing in red sand, leaning against mud huts.

I had a woman coworker who I desperately longed for physically and emotionally trigger remote viewing and realized she was a wife at some point in my past life- and she wanted nothing to do with me in this life! LOL

So... My Dad.. Whom I had this convo with- was completely unaware of this convo taking place... My Mother and Father only acknowledge the idea of angels and out of body experiences rarely and are most private about that kind of stuff.

I often think joining the great self is a dissolution of material... Thus my username. I have experienced this and felt it- but have been saddened by it. I think my Ego is a great contender and a necessity for experiential wisdom... That being said, it fears utter dissolution...  I also think I share a history with fallen angel dynamic and was on the side of rebelling against God or natural systems... Strange because all I want in this life are natural paths. But a part of me realizes that death is not really death and there is so much joy and bliss in experiencing something so encompassing and omnipresent.

.....and these are my caffeinated and drifting thoughts for the morning
:-D

Your post is making me want to go back and review my initiation dream... Because I think there were heavy in between life moments being relayed to me... Thank you!

I want to share this because its one of those exciting shout from the roof top kind of moments. Of course, I could just liken to the tree falling in the woods. Hahah. But this just feels so good...

I watched Interstellar tonight and have made a revelation from personal experiences developed over these last few days- I can share with video clips if you have the time and patience and I hope you enjoy the ride...

https://youtu.be/OA3Txp94pjs
https://youtu.be/SYoR_aRRhAs

Lately I am feeling like a type of conduit. A customer recently told me I was in his head, articulating his exact thoughts. Friends online and in person are illustrating images to me that my mind is focusing on or that my subconscious is relaying to me. I see the greater meaning behind 14 now too(a personal time stamp). I have probably come to this conclusion... But I am back at it again to say with clarity- 1111 is a method of communication and act of *love* bridging the unseen and connecting humans to a collective Self. SELF communicating with itself.

Messages from the galactic self...
Murphys law is not a "bad thing."

"What can happen, will. "

In the movie, Murphy gets in trouble for having literature that is no longer allowed. Its about the moon landing which she ultimately gets in trouble for believing in and sharing that with her classmates instead of accepting the altered version of history that, "the US staged the moon landing to squander soviet resources." During the parent-teacher conference her Father, Cooper, says he'll "discipline" Murphy by taking her to see a baseball game.

Cue synchronicity and further understanding of personal experience... Bridging the gaps.

When he took her to that baseball game, a dust storm caused everything to end short- they rush home to hunker down. Murphy accidentally leaves her window open and that's when Cooper and Murphy discover a gravitational anomaly which is responsible for the entire theme behind the movie.

Dr. Brand pleads with Cooper- "love is the one thing we are capable of perceiving that transcends the dimensions of time and space"

Two nights ago my Dad in a buzzed state divulged to me something he doesn't normally feel comfortable talking about. He passed out once on the highway and veered off the road. He calls it a miracle- the car and himself were unharmed despite driving off the highway over 70mph.

What spurred the conversation was my trying to glean insights of intelligence beyond 3D linear experience. Even though he didn't have the patience(alcohol) to receive information, he did transmit this quite clearly... He thinks that life goes on after we die and that experience is simply, "another form." He asked, what if beings with strong enough will can influence our life here? Saying he believes it was his Mother who protected him from getting in a crash and he actually received a message when he passed out which was to proceed with getting his heart surgery.

He didn't have much more in him at the time- message delivered. But I continued to stumble on things that would extend the conversation... Being guided by interest and a loving, intelligent force.

https://youtu.be/UnURElCzGc0

The tesseract, toroidal field and spherical wormhole another synchronicity...

This clip below has just a few segments cut from it but I especially love how Tars' voice changes over time to suggest Cooper is communicating with the 5D beings...

https://youtu.be/nrVpYwUFewU

So I really do believe we are communicating with Beings we can't ordinarily perceive- that it is out of love and quite possibly because we are all of God. So this is considered an ultimate service... And it is rewarding, magic...

I found my self saying this to our friends at the GTC(speaking of service)...
I only hope others realize how majestic life is, and am often saddened when people speak in absolutes in a way that diminishes or puts limits on our experiences derived from the subconscious/superconscious state of being.

It's great how mysterious it is, and I hope to help others-that help isn't so much as trying to define reality but merely help create excitement around the possibility of an elevated perception.

And I hope I can continue to enjoy, maybe even come closer... I once saw the energetic residue of Raphael as he freed me from a unique experience... There is way more to life than linear 3D experience- and way more to the subconscious and superconscious states than simply being some "accumulated gunk gathered from the day" as if it has no interconnection or inter-being.

Well... If you've enjoyed the clips here is the end scene from the movie.

Thanks and ...

https://youtu.be/7A3rreNFr3w

.... ❤ Thanks be to God.

I haven't shared a personal experience here in a while. So, I am going to share a blessing from earlier this morning. This blessing serves as a continuation in discovering answers gifted by a Living Intelligence. It was in a dream I discovered, "I am Sufi." Not knowing what the word meant, I looked it up and found indeed Sufism was something after all. From there I would learn about Hazrat Inayat Khan who I have come to call a friend. His wisdom as it is shared here, https://wahiduddin.net/ is a constant source of inspiration. I do not claim to be a devotee or disciple, just an admirer.

It was also in a dream where I received an initiation or, illumination. The one responsible for initiating me is called Al Khadir, who is also connected to "The Peacock Angel." I did not discover this answer until 10 years later, and when I did- it was a reality shattering effect- with dejavu upon dejavu, where miracles that defy our limited reasoning capabilities were made manifest.

Throughout this journey I have also received multiple prompts, in the classic 1111 style, and have developed a relationship with a custom call sign the number 14. I share all of this as it is relevant to this mornings blessing. 14, like the Peacock Angel, has spoken to me through many Forms, different names and even different personalities... But that something Greater behind it all is just the same. I don't just call it a Living Intelligence, I call it a Living Spirit. I call it Love and I call it God. So, thanks be to God for these special moments which I cherish more than anything.

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The dream is interesting because it was almost like the dream *wanted* to wake me up. I wasn't quite able to go lucid, but I was noticing the dream speaking to me in an effort to bring me into lucidity. Here is the raw journal entry. I apologize if anyone here has seen this elsewhere, I share these things in multiple places- yes it can be exhaustive but I enjoy archiving on separate forums. I think the communities I have landed in are all unique with something to offer.

QuoteThe time shows 4:14AM when I decide to get up and record.

In the first dream I am shooting a gun with a couple friends on moving targets. It's nighttime and we are practicing leading our shots. I don't want to shoot anything that's alive, we are practicing on inanimate objects. There is a young child hiding in the shadows as authority figures move in and begin hunting us.

After this I dream that I wake up in my bedroom and I am looking at a tall old book which is dedicated to Hazrat Inayat Khan. I'm sitting up in my bed admiring this book. There's a clear plastic film on the outside of the book which is holding all kinds of pictures and a personal note inside. I empty the contents out and am looking at these old timey photos of Inayat Khan. They are *very surreal.* The author has circled with faint, white chalk the different shaped eyes. It reminds me of looking at Casey's crystal photos- there are atleast two Beings imposed in these photos. The nonhuman eye is what is circled in chalk. I look at the next picture and there is something else circled, another odd shaped alien eye blended onto HIKs face. Each photo or painting of Inayat Khan is different, I am looking at different ET's superimposed.

I should also note I feel a fondness for these pictures like I am to keep them by my bedside to be reminded of him.

I hold the last photo of him up and the author of the book had circled something off to the right- but I look and I see in the depths of the black portions of the photo a ET somehow belonging to Hazrat Inayat Khan- but as a completely separate entity whereas in the other photos they are blended together- the author did not circle this one.

I notice at the bottom of the book on its cover there is a note written for me. This takes me by complete surprise because the book is dated something like 1936-1945.

It says something like... There are four winds but only one compass. There are different sects. I am called, or to be included in a group that starts with an S. I think the word or name is Sanjaya. Sanjiit? S... Something. I can't remember. I'm not familiar with this word. It was a great honor for the author to bestow this title on me. Even stranger, in this myriad of pictures and notes and other items found under the plastic film are cutouts of a family. The author somehow cutout a Mother, Father, my self and my Sister- and two older dogs. The author hand drew spots on the dogs and wrote, "Sorry I made them dalmatians." (I am a family of 4 with two dalmatians).

This really excited me- to the point I had to show someone. I did not realize I was dreaming- I was just getting up to show someone in the house when Aprils boyfriend started coming inside. I heard them chatting outside my bedroom door. I am eager to tell someone about this book, excited by all these details.

Wake up....

Something in the dream really stood out to me... "There are four winds but One compass"

And... "Yours is the group S" In the dream the author actually told me to remember the word... But I forgot it.

But I did some research and found this book... I did not realize Hazrat Inayat Khan studied from four different Sufi teachers or schools of thought(the four winds... One compass)... Here's what's interesting- one of those groups or "orders" was the name I couldn't remember that starts with an S.

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QuoteThis biography recounts the life of Hazrat Inayat Khan in his own words, from his early years in India mastering classical Indian music and studying under Sufi teachers of the Chishti, Naqshbandi, Qadiri, and Suhrawardi orders, to his travels to America, England, Russia and France in the 1920s. During his time in the West he created a school of spiritual training based on his vision of the unity of all religions and the awakening of humanity to the divine within. In his unique form of Sufism, there are no barriers of race, creed, or religion. He did not see Sufism as a religion, but rather a way of life that enhances and fulfills every religion. Additional material and anecdotes from the archives of the Nekbakht Foundation. Published by the Nekbakht Foundation.

Before sharing here I tried learning more about Suhrawardi. To my surprise there was a very informative video on YT,

Suhrawardi & The Philosophy of Illumination
https://youtu.be/XbD8vfzsEHA

Here he talks about the Light of Lights, the recognition of the True Self and that we are all capable of knowing God.

So... That's my update. I hope you enjoy. <3

Good night.

Very inspirational Tides2dust.  :-) I get messages through numbers too. For me 14 means: divine assistance, the boon, Help, Love.

What surprises me more and more is how close other people's meaning of the numbers matches mine. It's almost like we are all being taught the same scale of numbers. By who though? That's the interesting question.  :-o

Hi Shineling.

Wow thanks for resurrecting my journal here, your interest is appreciated. As is your question.

What's probably most noteworthy is that I've recently joined a group meditation and the woman's intention is that we all connect closer to our personal TA's. Between this and a recent dream teaching me to find clues in group-settings makes me believe your timing and question is not coincidental.

A TA stands for Thought Adjuster.

My suspicion is that most people don't like being told answers, people need to experience on their own and discover answers. Answers most always seem suited to ones temperament which too are subject to change.

I think this is the way and allows us to grow closer in our personal relationship with God.

Here is the 1111 community that explains the concept of thought adjusters:
https://board.1111angels.com/viewtopic.php?f=3&t=32605

Interestingly enough, there is a similar lore and interconnected story with some of those, "answers" I've received when asking the same question as you. Who is responsible?

My personal conclusion at this time:

Ultimately, it is a Living Intelligence many of us often call God. It is loving and omnipresent in that, there is nothing that escapes its awareness and nothing it cannot interact with. LOVE is the ultimate force I maintain this belief in my innermost being.

14 is a friend. 14 guides me even to this day. 14 may be a, "Thought Adjuster" but 14 is also connected to most every instance I've had with receiving some kind of illumination behind my spiritual and psychic experiences.

I learned, a decade later, the teacher responsible for really activating my awareness(initiation) is the Peacock Angel. This being is also connected to the lore of Sanat Kumara- most likely an ET.

There's too much around Him(Or even, HER) that I can't say for certainty, but what I can say is I believe this Being does not care for the titles, it's about active service and constantly guiding individuals to the, "Light of Lights"

In this way, the forms are many and the message is most always the same.

:-) Cheers !!

I'm new to astral travelling experiences. I've read some of Frank Kepple's writings and am half-way through Robert Bruce's book Astral Dynamics, which is needlessly complicated and verbose. I'm thinking of not reading the rest of it.

I am finding it hard to "phase" using "noticing". I either fall asleep while doing it or lose concentration and allow distracting thoughts to prevent me focusing on the lights and shapes I see. Very frustrating.

Last night, I did begin to "enter" a sort of 3D blackness, or rather, the lights and shapes vanished to be replaced by a very dark uniform grey colour, that I interpreted to be the first stages "into" 3D blackness. This lasted about 30 seconds, then the lights and shapes came back. I was very disappointed. 

With me, the problem seems to be stopping the distracting thoughts and just concentrating on the lights and shapes to see if they "evolve" into any tangible images etc.

Is this a common problem with beginners?

 

Quote from: orian on September 01, 2023, 08:37:36I'm new to astral travelling experiences. I've read some of Frank Kepple's writings and am half-way through Robert Bruce's book Astral Dynamics, which is needlessly complicated and verbose. I'm thinking of not reading the rest of it.

I am finding it hard to "phase" using "noticing". I either fall asleep while doing it or lose concentration and allow distracting thoughts to prevent me focusing on the lights and shapes I see. Very frustrating.

Last night, I did begin to "enter" a sort of 3D blackness, or rather, the lights and shapes vanished to be replaced by a very dark uniform grey colour, that I interpreted to be the first stages "into" 3D blackness. This lasted about 30 seconds, then the lights and shapes came back. I was very disappointed. 

With me, the problem seems to be stopping the distracting thoughts and just concentrating on the lights and shapes to see if they "evolve" into any tangible images etc.

Is this a common problem with beginners?

 

Very common!

Perhaps the Noticing Exercise isn't the best focus for you.  You can choose just about anything you want.  Pick something which is easy for your to hold.

Breath works good for that.  You can also pick any number of methods out there.  They each offer a different *focus* for you to use.

Thanks but I tried all the others also, and they were even harder to focus on. The Noticing one is the simplest, in theory, so I will just persevere with it. Maybe the more I try it, my brain will adjust to it in someway and make it less difficult going forward. 

Quote from: orian on September 01, 2023, 10:27:05Thanks but I tried all the others also, and they were even harder to focus on. The Noticing one is the simplest, in theory, so I will just persevere with it. Maybe the more I try it, my brain will adjust to it in someway and make it less difficult going forward. 

*ALL* of them?  There are, literally, an infinite number of focuses you can choose from. 

Well, ones like rolling over, climbing a rope, the feather one, imaging a vista to walk into. All require sustained concentration.

Quote from: orian on September 01, 2023, 13:51:45Well, ones like rolling over, climbing a rope, the feather one, imaging a vista to walk into. All require sustained concentration.

Those are all "visualization" related focuses.
They're good if you're a visual person and have little problems visualizing and engaging your senses within that visualization.

Other focuses can include:

Your breath.
A sound in the room - like a ceiling fan.
Even a sensation on your physical body - I like to use my third eye and focus on the pressure between my brows.

There's a post around here somewhere listing 1000 different methods - which is essentially a list of 1000 different focuses you can use.  :)

It's all about finding that right focus which works for you.

Thanks, but I've tried the breath one and the third eye pressure one. I also have been doing mantra meditation for a few years, but all to no affect. The meditation is good in itself though.

I'll just keep trying, I suppose.

 If you get tired of all the other ones, you can "do" my Doorway technique. It a "focus" technique, like all others are. But it comes at the focus in a different way. It has evolved quite a bit from the way it began. Now it utilizes "visualization", with "tactile/etheric body" sensations and lastly "mental motion".

 Don't "try" it. Either use it or don't. The word "try" implies failure. Ask a Hypnotist. It's one of their favorite "go to" words.
https://www.astralpulse.com/forums/welcome-to-astral-consciousness!/the-doorway/

OK Master Yoda!
 :-D
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To prevent derailing this thread any further, we now return control to the Tides2dust Journal, lol!

Hi, no big deal.  :-)

Actually had a partial OBE this morning.

My parents got up to let the dogs out, which woke me up. I used this to my advantage. I thought its been a while since I tried inducing an OBE. I lay on my back and close my eyes, I immediately recognize the "in-between sensation." I hear a mans voice as I am drifting and floating in this hypnogogic state. I choose to ignore the fear this mans voice stirred, he had a very rough energy. I continue to slip in between, I really enjoy these feelings. Except, I won't get anywhere if I don't attempt to take it further. I remind myself to go out of body and, with effort, I manage to pull myself up to a seated position.

I realize I am half way out from my physical body. It took a lot of energy for some reason. But now I am floating in my room. I ask myself if I want to look back at my body laying in bed as proof. I say no, I don't care- but still glance back either way. Yup, there's a body under a sheet on that bed. I phase through my closed door and feel a pleasant sensation. It's joy. At the same time, I feel so much weighted effort that I believe the experience starts turning into a dream.

I'm back in my bedroom and the feeling is somewhat lucid, like I am still out of my body except- now I am opening my door. Everything feels real. I walk down the hall and recognize my parents asleep in their room. I turn into the guest bathroom and use the restroom. Our toilet sits on the second story and there's a window that allows me to see out from the front of our house. I am standing, peeing, looking outside when suddenly a car frantically pulls up to the house just below me.

Multiple authority figures come out form the car- a spotlight is placed on me, and there is an overwhelming sensation of fear prodding at my energy. The people coming out of the car are male and are all wearing the covid mask. A man points at me and they start making their way towards my door. I am flicking them off just before the fear causes me to snap my eyes open and makes me realize I was dreaming and laying in my bed.

PS...

I remember now seeing multiple colors behind closed eyes- that's somewhat normal, except these colors were more apparent and moving in rapid succession. Lots of twirling and scattered energy.

Also... I seemed to have some pretty crazy dreams after going back to sleep. There's been this secret agent theme the last couple of nights, escaping facilities... And the one from this morning- a woman stepping into her power, she had to kill some of the people that helped her- lots of strong sexual energy and I think I was trying to help this woman remember her humanity.

Hello my public astral pulse journal. How are we this afternoon? Time to record last nights hypnagogic experience.

As I lay for bed- I began hearing a beautiful violin. It was phantom music, a 6th sense experience. And then I heard a man having a private discussion as if he were sitting in a dim lit booth, a fancy entertainment venue.

He said something about bringing on a European nation and protecting them in the war. I can't remember exactly. It was something about protection, and it was implied we are in the middle of a world war.

I've been hearing phantom music since I was about 7 years old. I made up a name for it, "Musica Misteriosa, the music of heavvvvennn."

Thanks Kodemaster. Yes I hear phantom music, conversations, scents and touch.

I woke up in the middle of the night/early this morning to someone tapping my right arm. It was right at a part in my dream where an older woman introduced herself as, "the witch of the world."

I could feel the hand/fingers nudging my arm until I woke up but no one was there.

I haven't updated my journal in a while, so I will add yesterdays trip of an experience. I woke up thinking the sun was out really early, confused.

The journal entry:

i wake up in the middle of the night thinking the sun is up. i go outside because i hear a bunch of birds and am curious by all the light. it seems like an odd time for the sun to be out, like it's too soon for the day to start. when i go to the backyard i see a mass of red headed woodpeckers. there's a group of 7 or so to my left, a group of 4 or more to my right. they disperse when i open the door. their red heads and black bodies were brilliantly coloured. i've never seen so many woodpeckers grouped together, and in my backyard no less!

well. i never actually got out of bed but was falling back asleep and realize i was having a hypnagogic experience. that was all a very lifelike dream...

Hello Tides,

I have loved reading your entire Journal, little by little I'm trying to read all Journals here. I love reading people's explorations and progress. I have enjoyed reading yours and it seems to me that you have had fascinating experiences, such as having several perspectives of yourself at the same time, or sharing your energy body with another entity, woh! I liked those a lot.

Oh yes, the famous false awakening, what a moment! Many times, it has happened to me to get out of bed while practicing phasing and walk around the room, without realizing that it had already happened... In fact, I even went back to bed thinking that I should concentrate more on practice and not waste time doing silly things... funny! Sometimes one concentrates so much on the technique that ends up forgetting the very objective of the exercise :-D

I have read in another thread that you have raised an interesting question, about having Obes, but without feeling a specific astral body, while in others it was more evident. 

I remember that Robert Monroe talked precisely about how he detached himself from his physical body, but then he detached himself from his denser energy body again and left it orbiting around his physical body, to move on to another less dense vehicle and begin an exploration. Right now, I'm reading Willian Buhlman's, I haven't read that book for so many years! I haven't finished it, but I have reached the part where he precisely raises this question, of having several energy vehicles to explore and finally ends up doing the same as Monroe, going from his denser energy body to a less dense one, to explore superior aspects of the astral world or his own consciousness. Apparently, everything has to do with different energy bodies and their density scale. I suppose it all depends on what one is looking for, but I don't think it's so essential to feel in the dense energy body, becoming aware in the NP is enough to direct the intention towards the objective (correct me if I'm wrong, but that's what I've experienced so far).

In fact, at this moment in my last practices I'm not feeling any body, my explorations are like a point of view/consciousness in the air, I tried to extend an arm to touch something and I didn't see anything, nor did anything happen, I realized I had only imagined the feeling, but I didn't even create an holographic one. Intention is what directs my visual focus left or right, up or down, since there is no head or body moving, I can spin 360 degrees like a top to see the entire scene around me. But I have not experienced seeing 360 degrees all together, including up and down at the same time, as if I was a sphere without blind spots, no, this is something that has caught my attention all this years and I hope I can achieve it without getting startled! I will do my best to achieve it (oh, if anyone has experienced this, I strongly ask you to tell me what it's like, since it's difficult for me to imagine it) This is new for me and the truth is... I love it! It's very different from lucid dreams where I have a solid holographic body or in my APs where I'm misty vapor made of light, it's different and new, it feels so good. 

I think that consciousness is able of traveling through the NPR in such a free and subtle way that it goes much further than we can understand and is not tied to the notion of a particular body.

Explore and play with this and see what happens! Thanks for sharing Tides,

Greetings!

Hi Tak,

Thank you for the warm greetings. I appreciate your insights. And I wish you the best of luck with experiencing a 360 degree awareness.

I definitely believe. The most I can relate is if it's anything like having two dreams at the same time. For the most part, my 'point of awareness' can reside in another- switching from person to person. And it can exist without a body. Now you really have me thinking on it. Abigail was able to share my astral body with me... I did have multiple bodies once. I agree with you, there's a lot we don't understand.

I can't give definitive answers for that reason. But I can try to make a conscious effort next time, to notice my peripherals and try to remember these suggestions.

I appreciate the interest. I just realized I never posted the, "3 dreams from 2008" in my journal. I probably should have started with that.  :? Here's what eventually brought me to this forum... And still fuels my interest to day... This journal entry was recorded two years later.

recorded feb 21st 2010

Quotein 2008 i've had three dreams that have really caused me to look within- i will never forget them and felt like sharing

they happened back to back- 1 dream and then 2 dreams

the first dream(of the 2 dreams) takes place in africa, somewhere amongst a shoreline. i remember, "floating" from one set of eyes to another- watching through other people- having an awareness that i am not this person. it starts with someone who is trying to teach the group a tribal dance. we were told that the dance was very important and must do as he does. once i began to dance- i warp to another set of eyes.
i am now standing on the shoreline with a group of, "watchers." we were told to keep a look out for any intruders. i spotted someone- in the distance, slowly it came from out of the waters. i say it because i could not see who it was- there was no definite detail, only a person covered in seaweed. after this i warp yet again to a different location, this time i am alone. a women is in the distance walking towards me. she is cut and bleeding- she fell into my arms and began speaking. i do not speak any other language but i am sure we spoke french to one another. i began asking her questions in french- as soon as she started responding- something very hard to explain happened. this feeling of- being pulled out from the middle of what i was doing. i am no longer in africa. it was as if i was being stared down upon- i could hear faint chanting. after regaining full awareness from being, "pulled" i noticed what looked like natives circled around me. once i made eye contact the chanting stopped. they were masked- either with the skull of an animal- or shadow covering their face- but i could still feel their eyes on me. there was a long moment of silence- and then, they were gone. nothing was left but the silhouette of a dead tree(many branches and no leaf's) a few crows, and an orange sky. behind the tree was a rainbow with colors ranging from purple, blue, and green. the orange was glowing- giving an ambient feeling- after this i woke up.(so its a bit choppy... but this is what i recall after 2 years heh)

in the next dream... i don't know where i was- or how i got there, but i was sitting down. there were people around me- making me feel as comfortable as possible- the thing is, i had no idea who anyone was. one of the men in the group came over and pulled me aside to talk. after wrapping his arm around me he says, "isn't it obvious eric? you're dead."
i didn't know what to think- but for a minute, i was shown my family- they were still alive and mourning. it was a very sad, heavy feeling- but the person with me helped me get through this- helped me understand. i do not remember how, but after some time had passed the scenery changed and the feeling of being sad was gone. now, the same man was teaching me things that might seem impossible while back on the material world. he was explaining to me, somehow- i wish i could remember the description- how physical objects have little meaning that i'd come to understand. for example, he had me turn something into a green towel. after this he tells me we can go anywhere as long as one focuses hard enough.
in an instant, i am in japan- i am in a building. i am in an elevator and hit 46- after going up all the way to my destination- i remember the elevator doors opening and walking out to a glass window. i took a glance out only to see everything covered in a massive, powerful green ocean. the building i was on was the only thing visible within the ocean- after this, i woke up.


during this time i'd been experiencing some sleep paralysis and tried to use that to induce out of bodies... in this last dream i think i had a mixture of lucid dream/sleep paralysis

it starts with being on stage- but, with the snap of a finger- i am pulled out and am somewhere else. i am in a small wooden boat in the middle of an ocean. there is a person sitting across from me and an old man in the back with his arm wrapped around a cannon. the man tells us to look for it... to look in the sky and point it out. i remember looking up and pointing at a star- the old man smiled and fired the cannon- next thing i know, i am being shot out of the cannon- no longer do i see myself as a human being but a geometrical shape. i am a green arrow- the person whom sat across from me was also fired out of the cannon- i don't remember his/her shape... but i remember the color, red. it was almost like a race at first- we were racing higher and higher in the sky- shooting through clouds. who i was- mentally, was contained within the object- my thoughts, my being- i remember communicating with the other object despite not having lips to talk. we were talking about energy... i don't remember what we said- but something said accelerated the rate i was going. i started moving faster and faster- going past the clouds and into space. at this point i'm not talking to anyone- i can hardly contain myself due to the speed i'm going. things become overwhelming- the stars become a blur- i kept going deeper and deeper into space- i could not hold the speed- something was about to happen and soon- another rush of being overwhelmed and then- i explode. at this point, i'm no longer looking at stars but other geometrical shapes. there were tiny particles and objects swaying up and down in one motion- inhaling.. exhaling- they moved together this way. the color contained in the arrow reaches out and covers everything in sight. all the objects around me, the particles- are draped in green. after this- that same feeling of being pulled out from what i was doing, as mentioned in the first dream, happens again. a bit rough, it feels as if i am being slammed down onto a table- i remember watching images of who knows what flash before my eyes. its like someone trying to hide a subliminal message by sliding in a quick image over a steady image. it was that, "quick image" different things flashing before me(it's hard to explain... that's the best i could do) again, i feel overwhelmed. i feel my eyes twitch and i notice i am laying in my bed but can not move. i must be experiencing sleep paralysis(is what i think) but how am i still dreaming and able to recognize my body?(my body was laying in a very weird position in the bed- as if i might have been tossing and turning all night)... there i am, unable to move feeling overwhelmed- the dream i had begins to fade but something in my chest sends waves of uneasy impulses to the brain. i begin to think i'm having a heart-attack. i can't move- i felt trapped- as if all i could do was lay there and watch my body die. not to shortly after i am free and able to sit up. i began to cry and ended up skipping class that day feeling very impacted by this dream...

10 years later I discovered the man in the boat to be Al Khadir or, "The Green Man"
(https://sufipathoflove.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/61428f20f08838b7c69a96b9394c6de2.png?w=205)

I learned this being was the Peacock Angel... And I am hoping for the chance in this lifetime to make a type of pilgrimage to Sedona, AZ. The man in the video below is giving tours,

https://youtu.be/7tq4JU3AY-c?si=z0jx1Nzzi3iW7Svj

I don't know how it will happen, but I am learning not to worry about all the details.

.....I love every astral, out of body, dream experience. There's so many- I don't want to lose them or forget them. I've always, always cherished these things.

In the future I might share something omcasey once channeled, and how I thought I was looking at a very close resemblance to an ET that was responsible for a typical "group abduction" styled dream.

Cheers <3
 

I had a strange experience that wasn't really an OBE but it was an unconscious or... uncontrolled vocal expression. I was being pulled out from the dream state with the urge to pee- as I was coming to, literally pulling myself in an upright position words were forced out of me,
"The past is the future."

As I said this out loud, a voice in my head(not mine but whoever I was in conversation with) was saying the same thing at the same time.

I can tell it was to whatever we were studying/conversing in the dream state. I thought it strange I was literally talking in this waking state and that it was uncontrolled.

Quote from: tides2dust on November 21, 2023, 14:45:23pulling myself in an upright position words were forced out of me,
"The past is the future."

That's very interesting, Tides! I think in so many ways the humanity is being presented with the idea of timelessness and to be able to understand the true nature of reality in order to raise their vibration/be able to shift more effectively to various dimensions. In my view, everything that exists within All That Is consists of infinite frames of NOW, but perceived from many different perspectives by each point of consciousness to perceive in a form of story lines.

Good recollection, Tides!

I have experienced nearly the same thing maybe seven or eight times over the last ten years. It is early morning, last set of dreams, and I become aware of a physical need (bathroom break/discomfort) and as I am coming fully awake and literally sitting up or climbing out of bed, I am simultaneously aware that two/multiple other experiences are occurring: the primary dream is ending and another more psychologically-distant experience is ending and that one always seems to involve the conclusion of a conversation, where I often blurt out the last words as I come fully awake. Very strange! There is barely even a moment to realize where I am, kind of caught between two or more realities for an instant and then Bang! I am out!

Thank you for sharing that! I wonder that many of us may be having experiences such as these that, although they resonate with some kind of significance at the moment, never seem to happen frequently enough nor carry the immediate import and therefore don't get journaled nor reported. I wonder that it is small episodes like these that will suggest certain paths forward if we choose to discuss them...maybe worth considering...

 

Thank you both for your feedback.

EV, I tried having a conversation with a friend about time today. But there is an eventual winding down to the conversation where words can't really satisfy what we're trying to understand. Instead a romantic notion fills the silence that is our limited understanding and we end up changing the conversation.

I can say that I was reading something the night before which might be why the conversation carried over. But not everything I read is always carried over in dream land, and it is equally curious that there were two distinct voices happening at the same time. Also curious is the level of importance placed on these few blurbs of words, energetically dominating my mind as I was coming to.

Here's just a clip of what I was reading before sleep.

Words from my Sufi friend, Hazrat Inayat Khan

QuoteIf we depend on our eyes for sight, and our ears for hearing, and our mouth for speech, we are still dead. But we sometimes experience in life that which we see without eyes, hear without ears, and express without speech. If we have once seen without eyes, does it not show that we can see without eyes? Can we not see in a dream without eyes? Therefore, the faculty of seeing and hearing is in us. But, as we always depend on the physical body, on the physical eyes and ears, we become helpless and subject to death.

The teaching of immortality is to awaken. We must rise above the physical and material conditions if we are to live at all. We must aim at being independent of physical sight and hearing. We know that if we really want to understand a thing, we close our eyes because we can see it better. If we are thinking in this manner, it means that we are listening to some thought coming from some other plane. At such a time we want to cut off and stop outward sound or sight. All the meditations and concentrations of the mystics, as well as their dreams, are their journeys to the inner planes. It is necessary, if the soul has the desire to know the past, the present, and the future, to satisfy its desire by a contemplative life. The more tired and exhausted the mind, the more is meditation needed.

Sages, such as St. Francis, have spoken with rocks, birds, and animals, not as we talk, but by means of an insight into things. And every object expressed itself to them, speaking to them about its past, its present, and its future.

Taken from,
Volume VII - In an Eastern Rose Garden
THE KNOWLEDGE OF PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE
https://wahiduddin.net/mv2/VII/VII_20.htm

Just making an interesting observation. I sometimes receive words or phrases in the dream state and when I wake up, I have to look it up to see if there's any meaning to it. It's how I discovered Sufism. As a 6'5 Texas layman, I'd never heard the word until it was presented to me in a dream. I hadn't any real direction with earthly spiritual knowledge. I've always had my own flavor of spirituality. But when the word was presented to me, I discovered it actually meant something and, I was in agreement with what was being presented- I'd made a new friend, Hazrat Inayat Khan.

Stranger still is that the being who propelled my OBE's to an extreme degree and woke me up- the man in the wooden boat, is Al Khadir- a Sufi saint. I don't resonate so much to the traditional values of eastern mysticism that I am going to take up orange robes and denounce my lifestyle, but I do feel an affinity towards this intelligence which made itself known in the dream state.

...

What is that intelligence, able to communicate to us- our inner world, things we didn't even know while awake? And it would appear this intelligence is able to match our intellect, teaching us in a way that does not go too far from our current capacities. There is something here about the inner world and the outer world in need of further understanding.

Last night I had a pretty humorous dream. I received something I hadn't heard before but it felt so important that I *had* to write it down. The observations I find rather interesting are the duration of the dream compared to time as we understand it and the particular concepts being introduced in a way that would allow for a little humor too.

The dream felt like an entire adventure. In fact, when I woke up the second time I was certain the time of day was closer to 5 or 6AM. But it was only 2AM... Yet the dream felt like I had spent 24 hours trying to understand whatever was being presented.

Unfortunately I did not record right away, and felt a type of disappointment in my self but was battling with recording or sleeping in more before work.

So here's the raw journal recorded super early this morning:

Quotethis is my second time to wake up since falling asleep, so the details are fading fast. i had a really comical dream, it was a bill and ted styled adventure. it was a long dream, i wish i can remember more. when i first woke up the details were so sharp- but all i did was say, "that was funny" and fall back asleep. it's 2:22am now and i really want to remember, so i am forcing myself to record the little things i was able to hold on to after waking up a second time.

 ...the dream had to do with understanding time. it was a quest style adventure, very comical with bill and ted type characters. there was one character there that represented the whole dream as a means to figuring out what was going on. we were trying to solve some equation, but in the form of interacting with people. the one character had something to do with "M Theory" whatever that means.

Bill and Ted... Yup.

And, sure enough M Theory actually means something. Not that I understand it all that well anyway.

QuoteM-Theory is the unifying theory of superstrings that explained multiple superstring theories to actually be different ways of looking at the same theory. In that sense, M-Theory is "the one theory that binds them all," and did so by revealing an 11th dimension to the beautifully elegant theory of superstrings.

https://www.allthescience.org/what-is-m-theory.htm

I do find this 11th dimension rather interesting, especially because as I was discovering more about this initiation dream from 2008, 11/11 was the first concept and starting point into my conscious spiritual seeking.

So... Just notating for now a curiosity and desire to get to know this intelligence. I'm no physicist so I won't talk about or debate M-Theory but using my personal interest and experience I can speculate this much, there is a Self we are all a part of. There are Beings we've called ET's, angels, or Being we've called God(we being humans) who seem to work with our innermost worlds, we seem to be connected to that greater Intelligence and still maintain this notion of separation.

My unfolding/discovery thus far has lead me to 1111, Sufism, Law of One, The Green Man AKA The Peacock Angel, to Casey Claar show casing ET's and discussing the intimate connection with, to this forum exploring OBE's and in-between states... These type of discussions. Reincarnation, time or time travel...

Who is teaching me in the dream state... Even if it is ultimately Self. And, just what is all this.

It's something else, and really mind blowing to learn that the data presented behind closed eyes means something out here in this supposed, "waking world."

it's 3:20AM as i decide to write this. i woke up thinking it was more like, after 5. i had a hypnagogic experience at some point. i'm not sure when, because i also had the usual dream experience before and after.

i started to notice the sensation of zeroing in and expanding out blanket my body, synchronizing with my breath. i started singing a most beautiful mantra in my head. i didn't even know i could sing it in this manner. and the voice was so good, i am not sure if it was me. the voice in my mind started taking over everything. it felt as if it were actually being sung aloud.

ommm
lokahhhh samastah sukihno bhavantuuu ommmm
lokah samasta sukihno bhavantuuu
lokah samasta sukihno bavantu

as i was singing my awareness started to deepen and expand. and although i am typing in a linear fashion, from beginning to end- there was an added element to the experience. there was both a linear and nonlinear experience, there was this ability to perceive each thought, sensation and imagery like a stream. maybe, multiple timelines- multiple streams. as if i could dive in to any particular one while simultaneously having the awareness that these ideas, life, thought forms exist in their entirety in the present. typing it out will only serve justice for the linear portion of the experience. but i tried...

each note of the mantra was a striking effect upon my consciousness. this deepening came with an ever blossoming, ever increasing point of light. each note synchronizing with the deepening of my breath. the point of light was blossoming directly form the third eye area. i believe it started off as a kind of pale gold and white light. and as i was singing this mantra and in a most unique but beautiful way, suddenly a firm note ignited the light- the light took over my entire vision and flooded my body. it at that point was more white and pale pink. then transitioned back to white/gold. it covered everything, even though i can feel it as if it were longer in duration, it all happened in an instant.

i never stop singing this mantra, but now my awareness has shifted from the hypnagogic experience and the singing to become aware of my father in the room next door. my mother as well, and my sister. i don't spend much time here. i just know they are here.

at the same time, i am in conversation with- someone. myself maybe. i am taking all these recent conversations i've had with friends online about ascension and thinking on my friend Steve.
i tell my self i think I would like to know what it means to experience this 5D Geoff is talking about. as if negotiating with my self, and a remembered part of Geoffs words, i say something like I have to move past 4D. I believe I am allowed so, and everything I've written up to this point implies it has happened(within this hypnagogic experience).

now i am experiencing the dream state, but as these streams. when i first tried typing this out, everything was erased. this is my second attempt to re-write and now my memory is fading. i am losing whatever dreams i just had. but, what i've tried typing about the linear and nonlinear reality was captured as best as i could retain. i could feel what i was seeing and it was as if each idea and impression exist in my peripherals yet the feeling was also as if i were going directly down these streams. They were both independent and whole. somewhere here i started to lose awareness of this space i was holding and got lost within a particular dream/stream before waking up. i believe that dream had robin williams in it, and was a continuation of this desire to experience additional dimensions. only, i was no longer at the energetic capacity to retain the information in the same manner. now i am dreaming in distinct linear, and linear only, fashion. still, the dream is quite adventurous and all the characters must be my self trying to communicate this desire to me played out in the dream.

it's a bit frustrating i can not remember anymore but i am happy i was able to capture some information and present it here. the experience was beautiful- even this negotiating/conversation with whomever/self was so real and surreal. the level of clarity in the moment was liberating. the experience was crisp, and everything was experienced in folds yet wholly linear as well.

well, i work today and ought to go back to sleep. it's nearing 4AM. i didn't want to just let this experience go. i am grateful for whoever/whatever would allow me this opportunity...

just wanting to share an experience i had when i was a teenager. i used to sleep with my door open.

one time i woke up, groggy, but definitely awake- i sat up with my back leaned against the headboard. i looked out my bedroom door and saw a hazy black figure gliding down the hall. it had a golden mist around it. its head was irregularly shaped and pointy. it was basically cloaked by the black hazy light. i could not see any facial features. but it stopped to look at me. even though there were no eyes or face that i could recognize- i could feel it was looking at me. suddenly a very loud metal noise was projected into my head. it was so intense i passed out.

i'm in discussion with a friend and, she had me thinking on this experience. i realized the being did not hurt me, and even though it was scary- no actual harm came my way.

i would also like to say this was not an in-between state like sleep paralysis. this was actually awake, like when you get up to pee. i was not falling back asleep. i was knocked out by a noise(and likely, fear).

Tides, how impressive your experience is, thanks for sharing, I love reading these stories. It's really fascinating when things like this happen, this overlap between dimensions, showing us the hidden wonders around us. So many things are happening at this very moment, right here in front of us! Even at cellular and molecular level... all kind of worlds coexisting in unison. When this happens it's truly a gift, but it's also difficult to understand it, it's a shock, and in some cases, it has caused a complete turnaround in the life of the witness.

I can't tell you what that being was or what it wanted from you, nor why you saw it, I suppose that the golden mist denotes a certain elevated quality? The passing out and the loud metal sound were just wild! I don't think the being wanted to do any harm either, after all, here you are  :-). Take it as a gift, now we know that we are always in the non-physical even if we cannot perceive it, you already know that very well. I wish we could have all the answers as we wanted.

I can only tell you that I have also experienced some similar thing. Five years ago, I was at work, and I saw a huge black shadow in the corridor, it was formless, as you say, like a dense black haze of approximately two meters in diameter, as if a black hole was opened and began to slide through space, going down the stairs... I was left with my eyes wide open, but I reacted without fear and ran out to see where the shadow had gone... But I didn't find anything. How lucky that no one saw me, running shadows at work, ops! LOL. It was the only time I saw the shadows on the physical plane, but having seen them in AP. I have already read countless times all over the web about people seeing shadows, also my mother and my friends have seen them too. What you saw seems different to me, another level of being, maybe because of that golden mist... I suppose there are many different beings with similar characteristics and it's impossible to define them all.

Also on another occasion, this time it was with a witness present, a friend. I was 18 years old and we were having dinner at home with my family, when suddenly we see how a being begins to float in and out of the kitchen... How can I describe it, it had no shape but it was elongated, tall, translucent, semi-white, and composed of thousands of moving particles like when there is no signal on TV (but I also see myself exactly like this in my Aps! even in my lucid dreams, I guess it's just a characteristic of energy bodies).

It was impressive to see that from the physical plane. The being went into the kitchen, stayed there for a few seconds and came back out again, I think the being must have been doing that for about five minutes, until went in and didn't come out again (the being left). I didn't say a single word while I perceived it.
But later in my room my friend told me what she saw and was exactly the same thing. For some reason I felt that the being was a "she", I felt peace and that she was a good being. I wasn't afraid at that moment or feel that I should stand up and get closer to the being, I just felt that something in my mind said that I had to stay in my place, calm, that everything was fine and there was no reason to be afraid and so I did, we continued eating dinner as if nothing was happening... "playing dumb". For me it was very important to have shared that event with another person, my friend, since in the past I wondered if there was something wrong with me. I always joke in my mind thinking that it could be myself in the future :-o . 

It has also happened to me other times, just few, where I have been afraid, but these two were the most relevant for me. It's not something that always happens, just isolated phenomena, and happen in the least expected moments, I'm not in a trance or anything like that.

Well, and now I wonder if these beings will become visible on the physical plane for some specific reason, to be perceived by changing their frequency to a denser vibratory state... Or if it will be us who have been momentarily out of phase and be able to see through our non-physical eyes, through the veil... to perceive other dimensions and entities. I suppose this also could include UFOs sightings, which travel between dimensions, I had never thought before, that perhaps these peculiar crafts could become visible only to the eyes that are prepared to see them and not to everyone (although not always) ... And that's why many people wonder, it was huge and it was in the middle of the city, how did no one see it? Well, whatever it's, it is an opportunity that we human beings have to expand our minds and hearts towards new realities, to begin to understand and accept that around us there are countless dimensions and entities that coexist with us, as you wisely spoke with Casey in the link you sent me to the conversation on the other forum. That's simply wonderful, I celebrate this.

Congratulations!

Hi Tak,

Wow those are very special experiences. I think you're onto something, this idea about your future self...

And with UFO sightings. I used to think we don't see because our awareness is so used to perceiving from the physical host body, in a 3D environment. But that sometimes we see 'partial glimpses' of UFO's and not how they appear in their entirety.

As I learn more about who/what initiated me in 2008- it all seems to go back to what others are talking about with this 'mass shift' in consciousness. I'm not sure I understand this photon band concern spoken by others. But the 'return of the king' could be a kundalini like experience happening en masse on an individual basis. Maybe it does mean our density changes that we indeed begin to perceive these beings?

I have, at one time, seen three irregularly shaped semi-translucent orbs of different hues playfully chasing each other in my backyard. It was near 3AM and I was outside meditating. I could *feel* the joy in the atmosphere.

Well. Thank you for sharing your experiences with you. Definitely we are not crazy, and I think now is the time to speak with more conviction concerning our experiences and our explorations. Even if it ultimately means we do not understand. I want to bring that side of mystery/reality to life.

I really appreciate that you took the time to check out the other thread, that took me by surprise.

I hope you have a great day.  :-) 

Something really nice happened in meditation last night before going to bed-
I briefly heard and felt the sounds of whales. With closed eyes it felt like I was a whale communicating to other whales. I felt the depths of the ocean and the longing of sound pushed out from my Being. It was brief, but it was quite magical. I could sense these giant forms moving in the ocean with my 'minds eye.'

I had a sleep paralysis experience and didn't even realize it until half way in... I will share the log from the moment I woke up from a dream to use the restroom:


wake up to pee.

i am stumbling to the bathroom by the way, my balance is so off im amazed i hadn't just fallen over completely. its significant and makes me wonder whats going on. i realize how fast i had forgotten my dream and ask myself- what did i just dream? i try really hard to recall, reaching for anything. suddenly i remember the local grocers, and the girls of interest.
i am so happy as i go back to bed, i feel confident i will at least remember this much whenever i wake back up.

there's some in-between here. i'm not sure if i ever fell back asleep, or whether i got up to pee a second time. but i am turning from my side and attempting to sleep on my belly. i don't realize i am starting to experience sleep paralysis. i see an etheric emerald green light roughly the size of a fist in the empty space before me, just above my head. all of these ideas are coming to me as i reach my hand towards this translucent green pulsing light(different realities/experiences). my mind starts pleading, "help me god. help me god, help me" as i stretch my arm out.

suddenly i get a very distinct impression or flash of imagery. like everything i had just dreamt, and everything i am currently experiencing- has refracted itself like the collapsing of an illusion. and instead i see/feel this idea of organic/inorganic spiders with these cables of light/energy protruding from them. like they are somehow weaving my holographic experience. with my hand still reached out from my bed, my door swings open. this takes me by surprise. i realize something feels off.

"whose there" my thinking mind is speaking out loud in this astral space. i still feel the green light before me. its dark in my room, and there's only blackness on the other side of the door. but a entity disguising itself as my mother comes swooping in from the blackness. she instantly tries comforting me with words- but i cant quite see her or her face. i am only given the impression that this is my mother cooing me to sleep. i know something is not quite right, and i know this something is not my mom... i feel the very heavy sensation of sleep paralysis-

(now that i'm awake recording, i wonder if it was one of those spiders creating this imagery? the feeling was not quite vampiric, but more like i am being drugged to sleep- powerful acting drugs)

the sleep paralysis was exaggerated to where this heavy sensation was being pressed upon me/around me. it moved with this entity as it walked around the front of my bed and over my left shoulder. it is trying to 'comfort me.' my thinking mind physically struggles with this energy(interesting to note), thoughts of a grunting/rustling is made audible/echoed in this space. i push whatever is now behind my left shoulder off of me. i lean into it and exacerbate the words, "gettttt off!"

the sleep paralysis releases itself and i wake up, realizing everything i had just experience was the in-between state/dream not my usual waking state. it wasn't until my bedroom door had swung itself open did i start to realize something was off(that i was in the, in-between).

A couple nights ago I had a dream as formless awareness of an semi-grassy empty space in Red Rocks, AZ.
(https://explorewithalec.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/10/things-to-do-in-sedona-6S7A0420-scaled.jpg)

There were these stone like mountains on each side and squarely in the center hovering a few inches above the ground were dual rings of silent, static lightning bolts. They made a complete circle and were rotating in opposite directions.

I am still fascinated by this imagery, and decided to try and sit in the rings as a meditative practice this morning. I have had a desire to increase my concentration and this seemed to help. That is, to visualize the lightning rings continually moving around my body, in opposite directions, uninterrupted between long inhalations and long exhalations. That there was no pause or disturbance in the visual of lightning traveling in opposite paths while breathing really did something to my brain.

I'll have to explore more...

Quote from: tides2dust on February 18, 2024, 10:32:28I have had a desire to increase my concentration and this seemed to help. That is, to visualize the lightning rings continually moving around my body, in opposite directions, uninterrupted between long inhalations and long exhalations. That there was no pause or disturbance in the visual of lightning traveling in opposite paths while breathing really did something to my brain.

How did the light/energy transfer feel? I have been able to achieve a pulsing energy/light traveling both directions a couple of times. The first time was a 'freebie'. After that I had to work at it. I still can't describe that feeling, only to say it's wonderful and a bit intimidating in it's intensity.

As to the previous post, seems you did well. It can be difficult to determine if an entity is as they are presented, not only are we challenged by our own perceptions but "look out" we are also challenged by the perceptions of those we meet. Trust your own discernment, as you did.

Thank you Nameless. Maybe it was a freebie, I have to practice more with it. It felt good. But that strange something is a peculiar sensation I can't explain either.

I appreciate your interest in my previous experience. It's crazy to me because, I would later find my self posting that the negative associations with sleep paralysis has more to do with the dissociation from the physical senses and falling back on fear.

All of this goes to show I don't know much about these other realms, but I don't think these spiders are necessarily negative. More like, "keepers" of this "matrix."

Maybe a separate topic but I had the thought today that all the perceived good/bad/organic/inorganic- it's all *consciousness*

Even the dense material we call wood, stone, paper, blankets, pillows... Cars. Computers... AI.

I'll keep practicing the lightning meditation. Cheers~

Quote from: tides2dust on February 18, 2024, 18:15:29Maybe a separate topic but I had the thought today that all the perceived good/bad/organic/inorganic- it's all *consciousness*

Even the dense material we call wood, stone, paper, blankets, pillows... Cars. Computers... AI.

Yes, everything is consciousness expressing itself in infinite forms, variations, versions, points of view within infinite dimensions.

What's wild to me about that. This consciousness. Is this.

An example.

Suppose you're sitting down at a park and deep in contemplation. You are thinking about the special meaning of a white feather as it has appeared in your life. Suddenly, a white feather gently falls before you and catches your attention.

Now, most folks would chalk this off as coincidence. Or, they'd tell you it's nothing more than your brain actively seeking and noticing the symbol making extra meaning when there is none.

But now, as you stand up to leave, a young couple wearing matching sweaters and holding hands walks across your field of vision. You notice something astounding. On the back of each of their sweaters is a picture of a giant white feather.

What are the chances? Of all things that could have happened, on this day- in this moment, the thoughts in your mind are acknowledged by something supposedly outside your control.

But what else does this imply? It implies that the "sweaters" are also consciousness. If consciousness is all there is than the supposed inorganic material or "non-living" materials are actually alive. Everything is responsive when everything is consciousness.

It's a bit of a head-scratcher, but maybe with this belief in mind, the way we touch- speak and interact with the world around us would change.

That's all synchronicity, Tides, nothing is ever a coincidence! Synchronicity is simply you get in what you put out. Sometimes, the manifestations are instantaneous, and we observe them as synchronicities. Sometimes the  manifestations are slower and we don't notice the relevance, but there is always a relevance. But, yes, the energy exchange is consciousness to consciousness no matter in what forms. We can say, the chair is alive, but we have to understand the chair, its molecules, down to the smallest element's consciousness does not perceive the world from the same perspective as let say humans do, so if we sit on the chairs, it wont feel pain the way a biological form would. The subjects is very intriguing, indeed!

Exactly, consciousness is not limited to the lens of a human personality. In this way, it is more than a synchronicity. It is an active, responsive intelligence. The dissolution of what is perceived as outside ourselves.

in between dreams i have an OBE. the visuals behind closed eyes were incredible. suddenly the ringing comes in fast in my left ear. the body is shutting down too fast. but i am still awake. i raise my arms up and realize i've raised my astral hands out of my body. but i'm still laying in bed. it's a struggle to lift my whole self out from my body. but i do manage to roll forward. i'm a little uncertain whether or not i'm actually awake and now sitting up in my bed or if i've pulled my astral form up. i realize it's the latter as i gently come to a standing position in my room. my body feels incredibly light and i'm gently bobbing- near hovering off the ground. i propel myself towards my bedroom door. usually i can phase my body through the door no problem. that seems to be what i always do once i'm in the space. it's kind of like a mental habit. "roll out of body, phase through the door, glide down the stairs." except this time, i push my head up against the door and am stuck. i can't phase through the door. and suddenly there is a heavy sensation as i am standing upright, like i am going back in time. the entire environment is shifting backwards- like i am semi-hovering at a standstill but the entire room is pulling itself behind me. now there's a zeroing in on my body and i begin to see it like a reflection. as the energy is moving i start to see some kind of pointed leather on my shoulders. i realize i am wearing dark brown leather armor. it kind of reminds me of something a roman soldier would wear. end of OBE.

That was a very interesting Obe, Tides! I still don't understand why we get stuck sometimes... but there has been a solution. That seems like a glimpse of some past life, doesn't it? To reflect. I am so drawn to so many cultures in the world that I feel like I have belonged to many of them! Very nice.

Thanks Tak. I was a bit disappointed in my self for resisting the overcoming sensations normally experienced wile observing the shift from body to non-body awareness. Maybe because of how strong and fast it was. But I am hoping to try again, and resist the urge to resist. Heh.

Also... The dream just before the OBE was pretty interesting. I was a spider-hybrid wrapped in my own silk. That was the deeper layer of the dream. Another layer, as in, a separate dream on top of the deeper dream- was me in the shower. In the shower I was peeling this blue/purple plaster like material off of me and connecting to the deeper layer of the dream where I saw my self wrapped in spider silk. The emotions were profound as I was connecting the dream within the dream.

Very interesting...

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This last entry in the post above helped me re-discover an old OBE journal entry. I was amazed... And last night I tried connecting using the CE5 app. I set the intention that, whatever is going to manifest... Please manifest in my backyard.

It was the same energy as the presence in my backyard recorded 9/22/22

Here is last nights...

I almost resisted the sudden toning in my ear and overcoming sensation of going back to sleep. But I did not. I tried pushing myself out of body and looking around my room wondering if anyone was with me. I quickly went out to my backyard and noticed something that did not belong... A dalmatian puppy on a bench. I said hello rather loudly, excitedly- and everything ended.

And the journal from September 22nd-

Quotethe OBE- with something that has never happened before... A golden statue appeared in my backyard. It was terrifying- it was amazing. It was a statue but it was alive. It changed shapes. Despite rain the sun was shining on it and it didn't get wet.

Here's the details to the best of my ability- they started fading even near the end of the experience.
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After falling back asleep I had an OBE. There are too many details to recount. I managed to catch the last few. It started with going downstairs towards my Dogs, they were happy to see me. I knew I was out of body and they saw me all the same. Many dream like concepts were playing out during the OBE, like I was having both an astral experience in my house while separately dreaming things and details about my family around me. I could dive into either experience. For example, in the dream I remember everyone in my house being awake- the lights were on upstairs with my Sister on the phone going over a job interview- I saw me drinking her water in the kitchen and being disgusted she had cheese inside the water bottle? I tried focusing instead on the OBE and not the dreams swirling around me. I glide outside with the dogs to play in the backyard. Once in the backyard the dogs were playing with each other- it was cloudy and there was a light rain. In the center of the backyard was a golden statue with light shining down on it- the rain was not touching the statue. There is no golden statue in my backyard. It was as frightening as it was beautiful. Simultaneously... I could feel a part of me still in my bedroom and see a light in my peripherals from the perspective of my room(despite being in the backyard). I thought there was this nonexistent lamp on in my bedroom. I am recalling in flashes now... Every time I glanced at the statue- it changed shape, but still a golden statue with the sun shining down on it. It became two things and my dogs, tumbling and playing about- turned into the two entities portrayed by the statue. I look up and the statue changed again... From two siblings, to two friends... To one tall and one short... to Brothers and Soldiers... The dogs had become all these things. Lastly, it became a Mother and Daughter to details on the child.

"This is Lei Fong" It said to me. We weren't speaking English- but telepathically?
Last of the dynasty...? A cabal has infiltrated their people... A great war has been relayed to me. They are desperate for help. I am being offered to accept this child in my lineage. Along accepting her I am promised certain- spiritual gifts... ? It's all starting to fade now... Somehow I start retracting back to my physical body... But before ending the experience- A larger aspect of my self pulled through the entire scene- like there was even a third aspect of myself watching as an observer. This larger self spoke with its voice in a way I never heard before and said,
"How do I know?"

I wake up...

I have been really thinking more, and more about the experience form 2022. I tried using the CE5 app and connecting again last night with the dalmatian puppy manifest in my backyard.
I believe I am receiving answers to what "Lei Fong" has shared with me...

This is another being captured by omCasey named Mahri...
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BTW. I feel so much love looking at her. She really moves my Soul. I may be biased to think she is a princess. I *DO* think she is Polynesian.

I just woke up from a dream of being hunted by archers. Archery was a very big weapon choice in the dream. Skilled archers.

What was strange about the dream was, there was a *constant* mongoloian throat singing in the background as I was being chased by enemy archers.

Even stranger is that the singing was a sanskrit chant.

"Lokah Samastah Sukhino Bhavantu" and it grew louder and louder until it woke me up.

I think I was witnessing something...

Separately, I've had an OBE that made me feel connected to someone Hawaiian or Polynesian. A male figure. Like they were serving as a spiritual portal for interesting phenomenon. 

I found more of my journal around the thoughts of Lei Fong...

QuoteNotes... I could not see what these beings looked like. I just know I was visited. The language was a type of telepathic communication. It was a lot of information to be spoken in English but I understood it in English. This great war was more like an infiltration. Like they were presently being destroyed- a cabal has infiltrated their ship? Feels like entities physically dying around me. This was a desperate plea for help. And I am being shown this child. This child is the key to preserving a dynasty. I am being asked to accept this offer and it begins to feel like a trade- like I will be rewarded some kind of gift. My intuition or higher-self is stand-offish. What they're showing me feels real. But I am hesitant. And as if a higher authority within myself stepped forward ending the OBE... "How do I know?" Was said in the most powerful way. I can't express it. Like it either chased off deceit or it was meant to be a question to remember. I think Lei Fong was the name. I know they specifically used the word Cabal.

The statue had such an interesting feel I've never experienced that before. Am I being deceived? Are these answers to my prayers? Do I accept the offer? Do I help? Why would I be tempted with spiritual gifts? A really interesting dream/OBE... Perhaps answers are in here, but for now- just questions... Maybe time in stillness will help.

Alright... Not sure how but I feel information is coming that the dynasty might be referring to the Mongoloid race and that there is some trace element found specifically in Polynesia. Maybe a past life connection, or maybe a present connection with someone or something I have not yet met in this life.

I look at Mahri and continually get the impression she is Polynesian. Is she the last of her dynasty?

And I have to say, I have no problem accepting a daughter. I really think I've been prepared in ways I can't go into all the details at this time. But she has been there, on the other side, with a keen interest in me. I wonder if I'm being shown a part of her akashic record.

I am somehow connected to her. We are all, somehow connected.

The sanskrit chant literally translates to, "may all beings be happy"

My Daughter is one of pure joy. This might be the gift I was being propositioned with...

thank-you
my youngest daughter has been here 44 years today

yes, we are all connected
even when we are so far away

here, or where we travel to..

when time slows
NOW is closer : )

i had 3-4 successful OBE's last night/this morning.

I did not record right away, by the end I was so tired I dreamt I was eating food to sustain my energy levels.

It was raining. The first OBE I almost missed the chance by resisting that overcoming sensation(again). I get over that instinct to fight much faster now. I feel this wavy lullaby sensation and I start rocking my arms out from my body. I decide to stand up, success. I decide not to walk but to float- even better.

I decide I'm going to phase through my door, and it all works just fine. I glide down my stairs and I ride the ceiling. I project out to my backyard.

It's raining, but I'm not getting wet. And even though it's night time it feels like the sun is out. It's kind of bright out here! And the colors are so beautiful. I go high up into the sky and the rain almost appears more like snow. I go to the top of my tree and start playing with the leaves. I'm laughing and feel so much joy shaking the leaves of my tree. The green is so much more vivid, it feels like everything here is alive.

RESET

Ok, I wake up. I think I have to go to the restroom... But I wasn't done with my OBE so I skip the restroom and try again to project. Success...

I go to the backyard, it's not as sunny as it was in the first projection. And there's no rainy snow anymore either. It's nighttime and I'm standing in the backyard and get the idea to use the CE5 contact method while in the astral. Right away I am feeling assistance. A part of me is almost nervous for how much more powerful I am feeling and witnessing the experience. I ask the guides to help me broadcast the milky way galaxy in my minds eye. I see it in ways I've never seen it before. I instantly channel it down into our universe, to our planet, to my continent, and into my backyard.

I feel as if there are 3 or 4 beings with me now.

Suddenly the white dalmatian puppy I saw in the initial attempt is here with me by my side. I am a bit perplexed why it still chose the dalmatian form. I am asking if it is because I am not ready to see this being in its true form. At this point in the experience everything has become extremely heavy. Like it's difficult to be in this state.
In fact the dalmatian puppy only appears in my peripherals to my right side and kind of like a blur image. Like there's some wall between us. And I wasn't asking directly but I was asking telepathically, almost like a conversation with my self. The puppy is trying to push forward and I am trying to accept it more and more into my field. I intuit that this is as good as it's going to get for now, that I am not ready to see the true form. I believe this being relays this to me before I wake up again. I am somewhat contesting with these beings who happen to be observing that I AM ready and want to see, but a part of me deep down knows that's not true.

I'm up again, listening to the thunder outside.

I realize I once again have the opportunity to project. I feel the wavy sensations, and behind closed eyes I pull my arms out from my arms. I start to ask why I rely on this method so much. Suddenly I am in my room and realize there's an old time radio broadcasting that doesn't belong. There's also a light on a desk that doesn't belong. To much noise I think. And another part of me tries to remind my self I am out of body and something is still attempting to communicate with me. But I think here I start losing lucidity, and I go and turn off the radio and descend into more of a dream like state.

I do wake up and have one final OBE but was so exhausted that I slipped right into a dream about walking down some highway that is under construction in a line with others until I get to my final resting spot with a group of people and am eating food. I dream of family and friends while in this state and think in some instances I had tried showing them the OBE and contact initiatives happening in my backyard, I tried relaying to them what had happened. But it falls on deaf ears and instead a dream state takes over.

I wake up once more to use the restroom and record now what feels like a few hours later.

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Quote from: tides2dust on March 16, 2024, 07:29:19It was raining. The first OBE I almost missed the chance by resisting that overcoming sensation(again). I get over that instinct to fight much faster now. I feel this wavy lullaby sensation and I start rocking my arms out from my body. I decide to stand up, success. I decide not to walk but to float- even better.

That's exactly what I observe every time I experience rain or snow in the astral. Not wet, not cold, but extremely pleasant feeling against my skin. And I've had APs underwater where I found I wont suffocate, there is no need of breathing lol. But while being underwater, the water felt like some pleasant substance, no resistance, just very pleasant surrounding my body.

This morning I had a bout of sleep paralysis. As the rising sensation occurred I started hearing alien like chatter. "Zingy" is the only way I can describe the pitch in their voices. Because everything was so lifelike I interjected a very firm, "hello!" Except- by doing so the chatter came to a halt and the experience ended.

Perhaps I'm not to impose myself in this experience but to observe?

What followed was also very interesting. I had a very long dream. And by long I mean- the passing of time occurred in the few hours I had slept. Could it have been years? I don't know. But I was aboard a spaceship and traveled across three solar systems.