A pleasant morning jaunt enjoyed

[Nick]

Thanks for sharing that Stephen! [^] It was such an excellent description, that I felt as if I were right there. Also, a good reminder to me about keeping notes, and writing things down afterwards. []


All the best,

[Nay]

Wonderful experience !!

Your discription had me right there with you. []

Thanks for sharing Stephen

Nay

EDIT: LOL that is too funny, I swear I didn't read your post first Nick!! didn't even know you had posted..[]

[Eol007]

Hi,

A pleasure to share - albeit a little hum-drum and nothing to write home about!

Yet, very glad you enjoyed reading it!

Stephen []

[Eol007]

A pleasant morning jaunt enjoyed - or testing one's wings a little again!

I awoke c 05:30am slightly dehydrated and got up to have a drink and good stretch and lounged around drinking a small coffee and gasped at the 1st cigarette of the day while enjoying the early rays in the garden.  

07:00am Mon 14th June 2004 - felt a little tired still and decided to rest again and returned to bed. The room was stuffy so opened the window. I went back into the house and while looking round the living room noticed my hosts dad's drawings and pictures adorning the walls. I became aware of male energy (gentle) as I was doing so. Felt an acknowledgment from possibly his dad. Not too strong, but as if to say just Hi and things were OK! I then thought I may as well go back to bed for a while but 1st chose to practice some deep relaxation. After c 30mins of this I noticed that my host was getting up in the room two doors down the landing. There was also some noise from early morning clatter of traffic and the nearby railway line, but I found it easy enough to ignore. My mind was still alert form the coffee and body comfortably relaxed. I chose not to make a deliberate effort to go through any preparatory exercises for NEW or OBE work in particular - with exception of using an eye pillow (really useful yoga accessory) to block out the light!

My position at this stage was in Shavasna (corpse pose), and I was lying on top of bed covers as the morning was heating up towards a fine early summer's day. After about another 20mins I felt a need to lie on my left hand side, but turned over onto my right side with arms gently crossed for about another 10mins. By this stage I was feeling very relaxed and comfortable and was not bothered if I had simply gone off to sleep. Even though my level of consciousness seemed somewhat woozy or mellow my mind seemed to be still reasonably clear and alert. Certainly there was nothing to be preoccupied or worry about as no urgency existed to attend to during the day ahead. This may have helped me to remain in that state!

In and around this point my attention was drawn to the sound of female voice chattering away about something as if having an idle conversation with a neighbour. This felt slightly internalised, but seemed also to be located as coming through my right ear. I could not distinguish any of the words and decided that this was simply noise and brought my attention back to enjoying the deep relaxation.

Very shortly after this my awareness changed quite discernibly – and as small pool of light appeared before my mind's eye. Its rose pink edges shimmered slightly and had a central core which seemed variable in colour from blue to turquoise and then to clear white quartz a it's core. I took a double take just to be sure that it was not going to fade and tested to see if I could open my eye lids. They seemed to open as if a blind had been lifted, but I was sure that it was not my physical ones. At the same time I was also aware that it seemed as if I was in a horizontal position again. I started to perceive beyond the edges of the pool of light - the shape and form of the room and a smoky outline of my body ahead. I tested to see if I could move my right arm to find that I saw an indistinct shadow arm passing before my eyes. I then sensed to be sure that my real arm was still there and was reasonably sure that I had not moved position. I quickly brought my attention back to the vision least I rouse my self from the experience gleamed thus far.

By this stage I was feeling energetically very alive and could feel gentle waves of tingling around my whole body. Although on this occasion there had been no big rush or rippling sensations sensed or roaring sound heard (felt more frequently in my formative experiences). Needless to say I wanted to see if I could stretch my wings and move around in the near by environment. As I thought this I felt myself move to a hovering position as if about a 1ft above the bed.  My attention was then drawn to the window and a source of very bright light beyond the curtains and frame. At the time I thought it might be the Sun as it had been in a similar position shortly before my repose. So with almost a rebel yell (as I was very much enjoying the experience had) I willed myself towards and out through the window.

To my utter dismay and disappointment I did not find myself headed for the heart of the Sun, but found myself instead in some sort of dark and dreary urban grey land. Akin to those who know London to something half way between Kilburn and Cricklewood on a dusky autumn early evening! As I though this the light level lifted and I checked to where the source of illumination was, but concluded that it was more ambient in nature. It seemed as my awareness cleared to this new environment that I was standing in a street facing a row of Georgian like red bricked terraced housing. I looked around to my right and noticed that there was no activity – in fact the area was distinguished by not only a lack of people, but also no vehicles of any form even parked – very empty indeed. I felt well at least there is an opportunity to explore and my lucidity had remained reasonably well in place. I then turned round to my right and found myself facing a T junction. On the opposite side of which was a young man in his early twenties dressed in similarly autumnal attire, who was walking from right to left along the pavement. He then turned and seemed to notice me and appeared to gesture my appearance!

I crossed over the junction (although can not remember if it felt like walking or moving to his location). He then greeted me and said something like 'I see you have made' or words to that effect. He seemed somehow familiar and had slightly angular features and largish slightly child like eyes. His head was crowned by mop of wavy mid length hair and he seemed to have a fresh smile on his face. We then exchanged a few thoughts which I cant remember. It seemed as if he had also been waiting to greet some other people, and it seemed as if he was gesturing to cross the junction again – when a girl of about the same age appeared. She seemed similarly dressed and had a pale yet pleasing visage. I thought I may as well go with the flow here as I was not absolutely convinced that I had not fallen into a dream state. I noted that she was looking at a clip board or writing pad which she was holding close to her chest on her left hand side. We approached her and she began to explain that she was organising a gathering for the girls. She seemed gently excited about this responsibility and kept moving her attention from us to the pad as if to say that she did not have time to dally for long.

The paper seemed to remind me of something that I should not forget and as I began to focus on this I became aware of a light pressure on my right upper arm. As I became more focused on this sensation I noticed that both my companions had gone on elsewhere, and thought I wonder what's next on the agenda. I turned again to face to housing opposite, but the scene had slightly changed - as the street had somehow morphed into something more likened to a tree lined street in a Southern French town or city, and the houses had sprouted black painted / wrought iron railed balconies. I passed a final gaze around as if to say cheerio...

The pressure on my arm increased, and I tested to see if I could vary its intensity at will which seemed to work. I then realised that pad seen earlier and the feeling on my arm were somehow linked and decided to increase the pressure. At that I became aware of being back in the state experienced just before appearing to go out of body and felt again the comfortable floating feeling creep back and a full of warm all over tingling. I then became aware that my left hand was in fact still folded over, and that in fact the fingers of my hand were starting to move and were actually putting real pressure on my upper arm.

I was still resting on my right side and then found that I could move my limbs and chose to rouse myself. It felt important to get up and make some quick notes least I forget this little jaunt however bland it might seem to have been, but as you can imagine I still felt a warm smile cross my face in being able to hang on to this recollection however modest a journey it had been. The sun by the way was about 30 degrees to the left and raised in the horizon to where I had thought it to have been – nothing worth worrying about at all really, as  I had enjoyed myself plenty enough for a morning!

All the best,        

S