On my most successful AP, I did not see my physical body in my bed. I looked at the bed and the sheets, and while something did appear to be there, it was oddly blurred and obscured. But the room was dark...
So I walked over to the light switch... 'click'. I felt the switch, I heard it click and i thought the room brightened for a split second, but it was still dark. 'Hrm... the lightbulb must be out again' i thought. I walked through the doorway of my bedroom and into the bathroom. My hands feeling the wall for the light switch -- 'click'. Again, I thought for a second the room got a little brighter but alas it did not. Then i remembered.. Lights don't work like conventional lights in this place.
Wow this place is kinda odd, kinda eerie, but not scary. I looked out the window of the bathroom and found a very different scenery which would not usually exist outside my home - a densly packed residential type setting. Filled with homes restricted to 3 stories in height -- all houses looked very similar. All homes were made of brick. It did look like a chilly night -- a greyish tinge to the air.
I noticed a distant window on one of the houses was illuminated as if someone inside had a light on, and suddenly I appeared inside this home. The home did not appear as any i have seen before and seemed a little foriegn in design, but nonetheless an every day home. Very small, kind of english looking, but clean and orderly. Everything appeared just like it would in the physical. Hardwood floors with a red throw rug layed down, a sofa and a staircase leading upward. The white painted brick fireplace was not lite.
I could see into an ajoining room clearly as i was facing the entrance to this room. A room that looked like a home-library. A wooden bookshelf on the left wall filled with books from floor to ceiling, a window on the forward wall, and a white painted wall on the rightmost wall.
One lady and one man occupied the ajoining room -- dressed in long pants and woolen sweaters. Both were sitting in thier own upholstered chairs. Thier backs towards the bookshelf. The man i could fully see was closest to the window facing me but seemed involved in the newspaper he was holding. While i could only see a foot wearing a winter sock of a lady sitting to the rightside of the man and closest to me. The rest of the 40 year old lady was behind the wall and to the side of the large entranceway of the room she was sitting in. A small, round, wooden table with a redish/dark brown stain sat between them -- a table used for placing ones drinks upon and a yellow mug sat on this table. I knew there was tea in that mug.
The lady reached for the mug on the table and at the same time noticed my presence. She placed her orange covered hardback book on the small table next to her mug and stood, focusing her attention on me. The mans attention moved from the newspaper to me as well.
They were startled when they noticed me, and i could tell they were partially offended by my abrupt presense. While they were calm, appeared polite and seemed slightly puzzled I had the feeling that i wasn't wanted in their home. So... i tried to leave, but I was experiencing a bit of difficulty with moving around.
I did want to leave. Honestly, but i was unsuccessfully in moving to the door which marked the exit to the home. Being a sloppy AP'r I then knocked over a medium size vase used to hold flowers which stood on a table close to me. It did not seem to bother them, but it embarrassed me. I knew they weren't scared of me and they seemed to be compassionate to my ignorance.
The man lightly smiled as if he was chuckling inside without making a sound. The lady then politely asked me to be on my way and stated that it was rude to have entered. However, i geuss they could tell that i couldn't move around too well. I just stood there while trying to will myself off the ground. The tips of my feet left the ground a few times but came back down quickly.
The lady walked over to the window and motioned me forward and i was able to float over to the window. She pointed out the window as the point of exit. I could see the building i came from perfectly. I said 'im sorry, but i cant seem to move too well'. She said 'picture yourself there'. I tried.. Hovered a little bit and stumbled even more.
As the embarrassment built, i remembered to just wiggle my toe to awaken. I did so and awoke in my bed, remembering the entire trip.
Any idea where i was? Is there names placed on each plane of existence? I thought the people in this newly found world would be distinctly different looking. They looked very physical to me, and i felt like i appeared as a ghost in thier living room. Being an amatuer, i wondered if they were physical people (in the sense of everyday reality) and also wonder why they could see me if this was the case. I wonder if next time i will learn how to move around a little better.
I can only guess that my mind interpreted thier true form to something i would understand (even though my mind has physically seen my own spirit vividly one time in the past and is very aware of other entities around me).
My second AP experience was not as vivid nor as lengthy. I popped out, looked around my bedroom, sat in a chair and tried to see my physical body laying in bed (which i could not) -- then i awoke.
So I walked over to the light switch... 'click'. I felt the switch, I heard it click and i thought the room brightened for a split second, but it was still dark. 'Hrm... the lightbulb must be out again' i thought. I walked through the doorway of my bedroom and into the bathroom. My hands feeling the wall for the light switch -- 'click'. Again, I thought for a second the room got a little brighter but alas it did not. Then i remembered.. Lights don't work like conventional lights in this place.
Wow this place is kinda odd, kinda eerie, but not scary. I looked out the window of the bathroom and found a very different scenery which would not usually exist outside my home - a densly packed residential type setting. Filled with homes restricted to 3 stories in height -- all houses looked very similar. All homes were made of brick. It did look like a chilly night -- a greyish tinge to the air.
I noticed a distant window on one of the houses was illuminated as if someone inside had a light on, and suddenly I appeared inside this home. The home did not appear as any i have seen before and seemed a little foriegn in design, but nonetheless an every day home. Very small, kind of english looking, but clean and orderly. Everything appeared just like it would in the physical. Hardwood floors with a red throw rug layed down, a sofa and a staircase leading upward. The white painted brick fireplace was not lite.
I could see into an ajoining room clearly as i was facing the entrance to this room. A room that looked like a home-library. A wooden bookshelf on the left wall filled with books from floor to ceiling, a window on the forward wall, and a white painted wall on the rightmost wall.
One lady and one man occupied the ajoining room -- dressed in long pants and woolen sweaters. Both were sitting in thier own upholstered chairs. Thier backs towards the bookshelf. The man i could fully see was closest to the window facing me but seemed involved in the newspaper he was holding. While i could only see a foot wearing a winter sock of a lady sitting to the rightside of the man and closest to me. The rest of the 40 year old lady was behind the wall and to the side of the large entranceway of the room she was sitting in. A small, round, wooden table with a redish/dark brown stain sat between them -- a table used for placing ones drinks upon and a yellow mug sat on this table. I knew there was tea in that mug.
The lady reached for the mug on the table and at the same time noticed my presence. She placed her orange covered hardback book on the small table next to her mug and stood, focusing her attention on me. The mans attention moved from the newspaper to me as well.
They were startled when they noticed me, and i could tell they were partially offended by my abrupt presense. While they were calm, appeared polite and seemed slightly puzzled I had the feeling that i wasn't wanted in their home. So... i tried to leave, but I was experiencing a bit of difficulty with moving around.
I did want to leave. Honestly, but i was unsuccessfully in moving to the door which marked the exit to the home. Being a sloppy AP'r I then knocked over a medium size vase used to hold flowers which stood on a table close to me. It did not seem to bother them, but it embarrassed me. I knew they weren't scared of me and they seemed to be compassionate to my ignorance.
The man lightly smiled as if he was chuckling inside without making a sound. The lady then politely asked me to be on my way and stated that it was rude to have entered. However, i geuss they could tell that i couldn't move around too well. I just stood there while trying to will myself off the ground. The tips of my feet left the ground a few times but came back down quickly.
The lady walked over to the window and motioned me forward and i was able to float over to the window. She pointed out the window as the point of exit. I could see the building i came from perfectly. I said 'im sorry, but i cant seem to move too well'. She said 'picture yourself there'. I tried.. Hovered a little bit and stumbled even more.
As the embarrassment built, i remembered to just wiggle my toe to awaken. I did so and awoke in my bed, remembering the entire trip.
Any idea where i was? Is there names placed on each plane of existence? I thought the people in this newly found world would be distinctly different looking. They looked very physical to me, and i felt like i appeared as a ghost in thier living room. Being an amatuer, i wondered if they were physical people (in the sense of everyday reality) and also wonder why they could see me if this was the case. I wonder if next time i will learn how to move around a little better.
I can only guess that my mind interpreted thier true form to something i would understand (even though my mind has physically seen my own spirit vividly one time in the past and is very aware of other entities around me).
My second AP experience was not as vivid nor as lengthy. I popped out, looked around my bedroom, sat in a chair and tried to see my physical body laying in bed (which i could not) -- then i awoke.