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This happened a few weeks ago.  I went to bed on my side and unexpectedly started to feel vibrations and the familiar tug and pull.  I immediately set my mindset to be fearless and determined no matter what.  I started to feel the tugging intensify in my head and asked my spirit guides to help me.  I kept repeating that over and over and heard a ripping noise, like velcro as my astral head pulled further and further away from the pillow.  I finally was able to sit up in bed but couldn't see a thing!  I knew this was a common occurence so I thought I would just wait and see what happened.  Then I felt my husband's arms wrap around me and lay me back down.  Then I woke up and he was snoozing, so not my husband at all, lol.  I assume it was my own subconcious pulling me back in.  .

I was having snippets of lucidity in dreams but not able to control them.  I did have a wonderful experience though and it felt like a personal victory.  In this dream I was with some friends and we were walking in an industrial part of town to another friend's loft.  We reached an outdoor staircase on our route but heard male voices yelling angrily from above and gunshots.  We quickly slipped into a door to go unnoticed until the commotion was over.  Inside was a cavernous old warehouse.  It was all wooden and dark, no steel beams or metal doors.  On the far side there was somewhat of a stage and I went and danced on it laughing, and everyone was making a racket.  I realized we should be being quiet so I hushed everyone and we found some candles and sat around a table.  We heard the door jiggle and open and immediately was frightened it was the men from outside.  They came in and said they heard gunshots too and wanted to get outta harm's way.  We sat around talking for a bit, and then the men turned ugly.  They confessed they had the gun and had just killed someone outside and threatened to rape the women.  My head spun with what to do and how to get us out of the situation.  Then all of a sudden, I realized that never have I been afraid like this and something wasn't right.  i stood up and yelled at the man threatening me that he wasn't even real, he was only in my dreams, and all the menace left his face and the danger disappeared.  I woke up proud of myself for fighting and overcoming fear. 

Very interesting, read the whole thread, thanks for posting.  I'm not going to comment on the equation in mathematical terms; I hated math.  You can chalk up ANY good deed to spiritual nourishment.  I think its sad to "know" that no matter what you do for others, its really all for yourself in the end.  For someone who wishes to become or believe that in the past they've been completely selfless for the greater good of another, that equation can be a bummer.  I guess thats ego though too.  "Im a good person and have no selfish needs, don't prove me wrong"  I guess I have to believe in something like this:  if the equation can't be proven wrong, then we shouldn't focus on ourselves and our inability to be selfless.  Just focus on filling yourself up with good karma, pay it forward, always be kind, promote peace externally and internally...  Maybe humans are incapable of detaching from the ego completely.  Maybe we need a billboard that says something like "being kind benefits you!  Stop being a Jerk" Maybe that would change the world faster than trying to shed the ego all together.  Do I make sense?! 

In the past year or two I've had a heightened sense of self awareness, and at points its been unbearable.  Ive gone through a shy stage, and a more self concious stage in high school....but this I have to say is different. 

I'm constantly PETRIFIED that I've offended someone, or will.  Sometimes I talk in circles trying to dig myself out of an imaginary hole I've dug myself into.  I've considered that maybe I'm more petrified of having someone not like me. 

i've been seeing these all my life at the foot of the bed.  When i was a child I would wake up screaming that there was hooded figure at the end of my bed.  In highschool when i began experiencing sleep paralysis, there was one at the end of the bed laughing at me.  I have always been scared of them, until adulthood. 

I was researching them and found out lots of people had experienced the same phenomena, so there's something to it.  i read one enlightening theory that suggested they are actually our spirit guides.  They appear cloaked and their faces in shadow so that we don't become too emotionally attached to them.  Sounds kinda cool if that is true. 

Another interesting conspiracy theory of my own....  What if they ARE good but we've been conditioned to fear the characters in movies, cartoons, books, etc that look like this.  Maybe some organization like the illuminati want to keep us fearful after these encounters instead of being interested and exploring our astral lives, becoming enlightened, supressing our potential. That would explain why the grim reaper wears the same garb, as does no-heart from the carebears, and countless villians in movies.   Something to consider....

Last night I had a dream that went much like everyday of my life.  I was waiting for a client to show up and she was an hour and twenty minutes late.  She strolled in the door at 3:20 in the afternoon with two huge standard poodles.  i told her She had missed her appointment, it was at 2:00.  She was sure it was for 3, so i double checked my book and sure enough it was booked for 3:00.  I was frustrated at myself cause I wouldnt book two scissored poodles for a 3pm appointment.  I still wanted to let her know I wasn't pleased with a twenty minute tardiness so as I was going into that next part of the conversation, I wanted to double check the time to make sure I was right.  My clock on the wall read 10:20, i knew it was wrong, figured the battery died.  I asked my brother in law what time it was and he said "a quarter after infinity".  Frustrated I looked at the microwave and it read wrong, then I checked the ipad and it said 1:73.  Right then I knew it was a dream signal.  But I stood at my kitchen table and thought, this isnt a dream.  There's no way I' m dreaming right now.  (Duh). So I laid on the kitchen floor and tried to astral project.  Never astral projected consciously before but have had the vibrations and sleep paralysis.  I felt the vibrations, but then realized I have a client standing right there waiting for me.  I woke up so extremely pleased I didnt have to do those poodles, but so disappointed that I recognized a reality check that proved I was in a dream but was so sure I was in real life!  Ah!  I started keeping a dream journal last week.  Things have absolutely started to get awesome!   

I was looking for ideas.  Im going to write a list of things I'd like to accomplish...  So when I'm lucid again, I'll have other ideas come to mind :p.

Yes!  Even as a child, the first time it happened (i was honestly no more than 4 years old), I jumped on a cartoon character!  I felt as though it may have been a test and I failed it.  I know I shouldn't label it anything, but I feel like a sex maniac borderline pervert even though it was very fun and intense.  I just didnt know what else to do and felt like time was ticking before i awoke.  Earlier in my dream the guy I was with had professed his feelings for me and I had turned him down.  When I returned lucid, I lied and said, "Wait, I do love you" and proceeded to take advantage of him.  Im disappointed in myself for telling the lie! 

I became lucid last night after awakening then returning to a dream, which was above all else a big sucess for me.  My question is, what should I do?  I found myself with a man, and the first idea I had was be intimate with him.  I wish I would have done something more amazing!  I think I need a list of go to plans for when it happens again! 

I was exercising in my basement on the stationary bike, and got a text.  My phone was glitching and being a pain and I lost my cool and threw it as hard as I could at the furnace.  Once I had calmed down, i went to fetch it, only it was nowhere to be found. Days passed.  I went down several times a day with renewed determination, even had friends and family look with me.  It was baffling and I posted on facebook "dear universe, I now realise how grateful I was for even having a phone and am sorry for acting like a spoiled brat.  Can you please return it from the dimension in which you hid it".  I went back downstairs to look for it and it was just laying on the floor in plain sight!   Total mind eff!

I was at a rock and gem show this summer and asked for something to help me with astral projection, more so to help with fear and anxiety.  She recommended muscovite with black tourmaline.  Its a beautiful stone and I do find comfort in it being close by at night, but that might be a placebo effect. 

It was not a good experience for you but I must say I really enjoyed your experience. But I can understand your condition after that experience.

Yes, i am happy to have had it and am very fascinated with it!  At the time i was not thiugh!  It was petrifying, if only I could do it now! 

This happened a few years ago.  But I would still like to share, and again, hear some feedback. 

It wasn't a nice experience and I think extreme paranoia was the catalyst.

  I was home alone, my roommate was spending the night at her boyfriends place and Me and my boyfriend weren't spending the night together.  I went to bed Trying not to think about anything scary.  (thankfully Im over that and spend every night alone as my husband works nightshift).

At 1:40 am I awoke and immediately thought to myself, get back to sleep or else you'll be up all night afraid of everything...as soon as I closed my eyes I heard this earth shattering crack.  I seriously thought the ground had split in two.  I sat up and dialed 911 from my cell phone.  A rude guy answered and I began to explain.  he shouted at me to state my name and location.  I sputtered it out then asked if there has been an earthquake and What i had heard.  He again shouted and asked dont you think there are other people in this world besides you?!  At this point i heard the downstairs tennant screaming so i hung up and ran to the back door, which led to the basement suite.  When i opened the door there was a gigantic frog/toad that was yellow and white.  i stepped over it and went downstairs.  The lady's bed had been moved into the dining room and she had two people by her bedside as she laid face down screaming.  i asked what was happening and they said she was having a heart attack.  I asked if i could help and she snapped her head back.  She had black eyes and a red mouth and she screamed, no you cant help me!!  I started backing up the stairs screaming and woke up in bed screaming.  It was the first time I realized that none of that was real.  It was 1:43 so three minutes had passed.  I was so afraid, i called my boyfriend and waited til he got there to leave the bed.  I had to use the washroom but didnt dare leave, as the events of that night were very real!

I wonder about the crack, can sounds occur when you separate?  Also about the toad almost standing sentry at the door.  The rest of it i know was my own fearful manifestations. 

Last week I had the joy of spending time in a place that ive visited my whole life but just recently became aware of.  In my dreams I often find myself in a house that is mine, with many many rooms.  This time I woke up and remembered it with amazing detail.  There was a red persian carpet, a long off white old fashioned sofa and a massive imposing stone fireplace that took up a whole wall.  Things were dusty but so comfy...  I have been here so many times!  Im in love with this place! 

Everytime I come here I discover new rooms and am awed that Inever knew they were there.  I can't wait to go back....this isn't an astral prjection, nor was I lucid...  Anyone else have this "home away from home"?

The bigm, i can't help but think of the carebears with your carebear stare(white light) at no heart(hooded figure).   My husband started night shift in February and the first two nights when I closed my eyes, I saw a hooded figure either coming at me, or casually walking by.  I wasn't asleep, just he was in my pre dream state.  (i chalked it up to being my nerves over sleeping alone in an empty house) but every time I saw him, it didn't scare me cause immediately after I envisioned my home surrounded my white light and knew it to be true and that was such a comfort.   

The other night I had a dream I Was hit with an axe in the leg and knew that it was going to become infected and I was going to die as a result.  i spent a lot of the dream worrying about when I would die and how it would feel and finally had enough and declared i was not going to die from an axe wound...my dream changed!  I wasn't lucid but i liked that my subconcious knew to change my thought pattern.  .

I have heard one theory once that really shocked me.  I read somewhere that it is your spirit guide.  They appear in a monks robe and faceless so you don't get emotionally attached to them.  It made completely re evaluate my beliefs, because not once did I consider that i could be misinterpreting what I saw.  However, I have a hard time believing that a spirit guide would sit at the end of your bed laughing while you're paralysed and can't move...

Thanks lionheart . I meditate when I can.  i steal moments throughout the day.  Im a dog groomer and barking dogs are hard to ignore, so I do most of my meditating at night, which usually just puts me to sleep.  The hooded figure is something i've looked into and know many people see him.  Ive never heard of it being considered a test but that makes sense.  i have been off and on for the last ten years with astral projection.  Many times I gave up on my intentions because I realized my fear was too great...but now I'm determined to not be afraid because I'm much more afraid of not exploring the universe..  .

A few weekends ago I do think I had a notable experience..  It was a sunday morning and I had the freedom to sleep in.  So in the morning I induced the sleep paralysis and I could feel some tugging so I laid there waiting and my eyes opened and I could see my dogs plastic kennel bright in the sun and I was disappointed cause I was wide awake...  But later I realized I was staring at a green kennel and his actual kennel is blue!

i'm new here, and wanting to share, but also so curious for insights or similar stories!
When I was very young, probably about four years old, I became conscious during a dream.  I remember it clearly and all around me was a cartoon land and I started running over this rainbow and there were so many cartoon beings on it and before I could do anything fun, I woke up.  I've always wondered if the rainbow had any symbolism... 

As a teenager I had a few months of sleep paralysis...it scared me so much I slept with a broom so I could turn the light on from my bed.  I always had a hooded figure waiting at the foot of the bed.  My sister also recalled me screaming many times as a child in the middle of the night about someone with a hood at the end of my bed.  the sleep paralysis has occured as an adult but not so frightening anymore.  Anyone else seen this hooded person?

About four years ago, I had a spontaneous OBE.  I was home alone and woke up at 1:40 am.  Being alone and a bit paranoid, I told myself to go back to sleep before I was stuck being wide awake.  As soon as I closed my eyes I heard this incredibly loud bang/crack like something struck the earth, or the earth split in two.  It was so intense, I sat up and called 911.  Some one answered and yelled at me to state my name and location, which baffled me.  i went on to explain what i had heard and to see if everything was alright outside and this person just sneered and asked me if it ever occured to me that other people live here too...at which point I heard the lady who lived in the basement suite start screaming.  I hung up and ran to the adjoining door and a orange frog or toad was on the step which I stepped around.  (this is where It should have occured to me that this wasn't real). I went downstairs and saw two strangers standing beside my neighbours bed which was wheeled into the dining room with her in it face down.  I asked if everything was alright.  They told me she was having a heart attack.  I asked if I could help and my neighbours head jerked up, her mouth was red and her eyes were black and she screamed at me, " you can't help me!". I started backing up the stairs terrified and woke up in my bed at 1:43.  Until I woke up in my bed I had no clue that I had fallen back asleep.  It scared me to my core.

Now, I'm focused and determined to project onto a positive and loving plane.  I can induce the sleep paralysis here and there but can't seem to get out.  Its like a muscle I don't have or know where to find it!  But, my dreams are very beautiful, if only I could be present in them!  I look forward to reading more of yiur experiences and hopefully one day be writing about my first AP.  Thanks so much for listening, going back to the archives to read .