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Last weekend I had a dream turn lucid and, during it, came across a family member.

Let me start by saying that I'm concerned that in reading so much material about AP, I may be influencing my subconscious.

Recently I've spent a lot of time perusing the retrievals area on this and another website.  I've read
many references to "The Park" which I believe originated with Robert Monroe.  (I've only just started
his first book.)

When I woke up in my dream I found myself in a park like setting.  It wasn't a particularly nice park. 
There were trees and grass, but it wasn't very lush or inviting.   There were a lot of people there,
but no one was alone.  Everyone was talking to someone else and ignored me completely.   I decided to call my mother's name in the hopes of a visit, but had no luck. 

As I walked the park I came across a building that appeared to be a clubhouse with a bar or restaurant inside.  Everyone inside was occupied and in conversation with some else and paid no attention to me.   As I made my way through the area I stopped for a moment to take stock of the situation and asked myself, 'ok, what is my subconscious trying to teach me here."  The only response I felt was a strong feeling that I was alone.

It wasn't sad or depressing, it was just the impression I had.   Later, much to my surprise, my uncle showed up somewhere else in the building.  He is not deceased, but this is significant for me because he was the one family member that I told about my AP experiences.  (With my grandmother eavesdropping in the other room)  That confession went over like a lead balloon btw.

He was very confused about where he was and seemed disoriented and anxious.  He did not seem like a dream character.  Thinking this was my big chance, I was intent on making him as aware as possible of the experience. I asked him repeatedly if he knew where he was, if he knew he was dreaming.  I tried to get him to focus, to demand awareness, to look at his hands. 

I repeated that I was going to be sooo mad if he didn't remember this the next day.   I don't remember everything I said to him, or if he tried to comply, but it ended with my stating that I was going to call him the next day to see if he remembered this.  He still seemed uneasy and said, 'no, no...I'll call you'.   

After that something happened to signal that the LD was over.  I can't remember what is was, but it was like some one walked up to me and said, ok, this one is over, you're going to wake up now and 'click', I opened my eyes.

*I did not get any calls later.*

I'm throwing out some guesses here...
Perhaps the impression that I was alone was to signal that this experience was located entirely in my subconscious?  Or perhaps it was to imply that I don't need to tell or involve other people in my AP experiences.  What's right for me right now, may not be right for them.

Eventually I did text my uncle to ask him if he remembered a shared dream.  He did not, but told me about the dream that he had that same day.  He was in a large hotel and had been running up and down the corridors trying to find a way out.  He was lost and becoming increasingly panicked because he couldn't find his way out to his truck. 

Kinda freaky, but that is pretty much the way I encountered him in my LD.  My entire conversation with him took place in a hallway and his description of being confused and agitated matched the way he seemed in my LD.

Coincidence? Maybe, although secretly I want to chalk it up to me becoming psychic!   

I was reading a NDE recently where the woman described seeing people who were sleeping and other people, who she interpreted to be angels, trying to wake them up. The person guiding her through the experience told her that they were souls who thought they were supposed to sleep until the 2nd coming of Christ.

This is the only time I've run across anyone mentioning this type of situation.   This really peaked my curiosity as I was raised in a church that held this belief. 

Hi all.  It has been awhile since I've been able to devote any time to meditation and AP, but I'm determined to get back to regular practice.

An odd thing happened yesterday that I hadn't experienced before.  While meditating I began to feel a substantial pressure in the center of my forehead just above my eyebrows.   I've never done any chakra work or anything like that, but from what I've read here and there I'm going to conclude that this was related to the 3rd eye/brow chakra.    Nothing came of it and I ended up falling asleep.

What should I have done when I felt this pressure?   My intent was simply AP, so I didn't know what to do with this sensation.  If this happens again, should I focus on this pressure or ignore it? 

So, early Saturday morning 'astral me' fell out of bed.  It was actually pretty funny.  I became aware right as I was rolling off the side and smacked onto the floor.    (Since I haven't been able to consciously project yet, I'll take what I can get.) I thought 'Yay, I'm out" and I vaguely recall seeing the lower half of me still in bed as I got up.   

I left my bedroom and went into the hallway where I heard what sounded like someone whine from out on the front porch.  I heard this noise three times.  I tried to move through the front door to investigate, but 'BONK', was surprised to find it was solid.   Annoyed by this I tried to turn on the hall light and it did come on.  This further frustrated me as I was thinking if the light came on then this wasn't a true AP.   At any rate, I figured it seemed pretty real to me so I may as well go with it.   

Determined to exit I decided I would try the kitchen window over the sink.  I levitated and tried to move through the glass.  It wasn't solid like the door, but it did give me some resistance and I wasn't successful at first.   A voice outside offered encouragement though – "You're almost there, you've almost got it".   

Eventually I passed through the window and landed on the sidewalk in front of my house.  There was a woman outside; she was Asian about mid 30s or 40s.  I asked if she needed help and she looked unsure, kind of squirmed for a bit, but then finally said, "Probably".  I introduced myself and we shook hands.  She said her name was Carol or Caroline, I can't remember.   

I was following her around the yard in front of my house trying to get her to tell me her full name and DOB.  I explained I needed this info to validate what was happening, but she wouldn't give me any details.   We eventually ended up standing on the side walk by the street and watched while a man drove up in a low rider and parked in the driveway next door. 

She again wandered away from me, back up the drive way and was kind of hiding behind the front of an old truck.  I was still pleading with her for information when the man from next door walked up to us and said, "Why don't you just tell her your last name is _____".  He actually said her name, but either I couldn't hear it or I've forgotten now.

A distraction in the distance seemed to end that scenario. There were dark clouds in the sky moving our way.  Buildings were exploding and sending dark clouds of ash and glowing embers into the air.  It was some kind of battle.  As I watched I remembered that line from the movie Dune 'Fear is the mind killer'.  As the mayhem drew closer, we stood under the eaves of my house to avoid getting burned by the falling embers. 

Eventually a man in a uniform showed up on my front porch, but by this point I was considerably less lucid and the experience became much more dream like.   

To summarize the dreamy portion = I ended up helping him search for an antique trunk he was looking for, but we didn't find it and that scenario faded.  It wrapped up with me being packed into a car with a bunch of people I didn't know and seeing some kittens I wanted to rescue beside the road.  I asked the group to stop the car and let me out so I could go back for the kittens.   

The woman I was squashed into the front seat with was smiling as I got out of the car and she asked me a question I can't remember.  Whatever my answer was she must have liked it as she smiled very broadly while pulling off a necklace she was wearing.  The necklace had a US Quarter for a pendant and she threw it out the driver's window.  I got the impression I was supposed to find the necklace at some point.

No idea what's going on, but it's a fun ride. 

Sorry for the long post, but it is what it is.

Friday night prior to 3am I had the following experience.  I am still a bit on the fence as to whether this was my first OBE.  I thought when it happened I would have greater lucidity. This was very dreamlike with blank spots of memory.

I had spent the evening feeling very subdued and I had the impression that 'tonight's the night'. 

I tried listening to some Binaural beats after going to bed, but found the excess noise in the room to be too distracting, even through the head phones.  I eventually quit and fell asleep.

I was lying on my left side and at some point I awoke to what felt like pressure against my back, but thought it was my husband getting cozy and I tried to shoo him away.   The next thing I knew it was like I was in a windstorm.  There was a loud whooshing all around me.   It was scary, but I kept yelling "I'm a samurai warrior and I will not be deterred from my mission!" 
(Thank you Szaxx, apparently I took that advice to heart!)

The next thing I knew I was standing in the doorway to my bedroom.  I tried flipping the light switch so I could check and see myself sleeping in bed, but the light wouldn't come on.  This pleased me as I'd read that the light switches not working was a good test to see if you're projecting. 

I then found that I couldn't decide which way to get out of the house.  I ended up heading for the backyard, trying another light switch on the way and it too failing to come on.  I do not know how I got out of the house.. I did not pass through any walls or doors, I was just suddenly in the backyard.

I was standing there looking at the sky, thinking I needed to fly somewhere, but not really knowing what I was supposed to do at that point.  However, before I made any attempts I was distracted by some talking I could hear.  I went to the fence on the other side of the yard and  peered over. There was a group of people, maybe 9 or 10,  practicing dancing.  I had the impression they were Mormon or some other religious group.  They saw me, but I don't remember if we interacted.

At some point I finally flew up and over the house that they were behind.

My next memory is of me standing in the middle of a road at the edge of a city or town.  Beyond the street lights lay open road and country.  It was night out, cloudy, but there was enough light to see off into the distance.  I was looking up at the sky and again thinking, 'ok, now what do I do?'  I made 3 requests. To return to source, meet a guide, or visit my mother. 
I got no response except for some flashes of light off in the distance further up the road. Like lightening, though not as fierce and no thunder followed. 

The next chunk of memory finds me floating into a house.   There were some people gathered around a dining table playing cards or some other group activity.  I was floating above their heads and there seemed to be a large number of gaudy light fixtures above the table. They reminded me of the light fixtures I'd seen in the restaurant I'd had dinner at earlier in the evening.

At the outer edge of the light fixtures there also hung a small crystal ball like decoration, about the size of a tennis ball, dangling from the ceiling on what looked like a bit of plastic xmas tree bead garland.  As I floated by I grazed the ball and it began to sway back and forth.  The people at the table looked up and could see it moving.  I thought they would think I was a ghost or something.   Somehow I floated down to the floor and was leaning against a wall next to a buffet, settling in to watch them.  A guy got up from the table.  He was talking to a woman, who was still seated, about something and then he brushed up against me and then grabbed my arm and looked right at me.  I don't remember if he actually said to me "I can see you", but that was the overwhelming message I got. I was caught. It was freaky.

I don't remember if we conversed, but at one point I do remember being asked, "you're a vampire, right?"    While normally I'd say no to this question, I sheepishly agreed as I felt rather like a party crasher who was now under house arrest.   

My next memory is of the group of us moving into a living room and the woman preparing to engage in a sexual activity with me.  I will spare you the details.  This was boring me and I was resentful that my time was being wasted like this, but I didn't know how to extricate myself.  It then occurred to me that I should just be able to think or want to return to my physical body and it would happen.  The moment I did so I began rising up to the ceiling and out of the house. 

This was a little bit funny because as I did so the group below made a collective 'oh there she goes' noise but then I was above the roof and floating back down to the front patio of the same house.   One of the men who had been inside met me outside and we settled into some patio chairs.  I don't remember what we said and.at some point a couple of other women came out the front door in various states of disarray and stood on the patio putting their disheveled clothes back on.

At some point my conversation with the man reminded me that I could go the beach if I wanted to . It was a head slap, 'I could have had a V8 moment'.  I was very frustrated thinking I had been wasting all this time with these people when I could have been finding some surf.

I began to fly off again, but where I landed I can't say.  I think I may have made it to a beach, but it's all fuzz after that.

I was actually a bit disappointed with my experience.  It was so dreamlike that I remain confused as to whether it was a true projection. 

But if it was...where the heck was I?  Were those people my own creation or did I meet other travellers?  This would be typical.  Other people visit higher realms while I end up at a Twilight themed kegger. 

The night before last I think I had some success. I say I "think" because I'm not 100% sure, as it all happened so fast. 

After getting up in the middle of the night for a bathroom break, I returned to bed and decided to try APing.   This particular attempt was interesting.  It felt different somehow.  I seemed to truly be floating in a kind of fuzzy consciousness and I had the distinct impression that I would be successful this time.    Sleep followed at some point and then I woke up, or at least I thought I woke up.   I felt a strong pressure on the tops of my thighs, it was very heavy, but I did not feel paralyzed.  I'm not sure if I was already half way sitting up when I became aware of the pressure, or if I raised up after detecting it.   And I'm not sure if it was my physical self or astral self.   I remember thinking briefly that the pressure was odd, but then the next thing I knew I seemed to be in full panic mode.   I was completely overtaken by this overwhelming instinct that I wasn't supposed to be doing what I was doing.   Something was happening and instead of pausing to analyze  or process it, I instantly began thinking, 'no, no, no, no, no..nope, nu-uh, not doing this!!! ' I recall moving or kicking my legs and sort of knowing that that would end it. 

When it stopped I remember very casually pulling up my blankets, rolling over to go to sleep like nothing had happened, and thinking 'oh hell no, I'm not doing that anymore.'

This won't stop me from trying again, but I'm so annoyed and disappointed with myself.  I'm the personality type that stays calm in chaos, but I didn't even seem to get a chance to experience what was happening.   

Hello All.  I am new to the board and hoping for some feedback from the experienced travelers.   

A little background so far.  I've been attempting AP for about 2 weeks now and have made some interesting progress, though most of the time I end up falling asleep.  During this time I've also awoken in the middle of the night to mild vibrations and noises,  recognized them for what they were after reading a lot on this site, and thought "hey..cool"...then Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.   

About a week ago I did manage to become aware during a dream.   When I became lucid I immediately remembered that I had been attempting to AP and my first thought was YES!! This is what I've been trying to do!  I was so excited.   I  then looked down at my arms and hands, marveling at the fact that indeed this was real and I said out loud, in my dream at least, "this is so cool."

But then I lost focus, dang it, and began to just go with the dream.   It ended fairly quickly with a woman biting my finger.  I won't go into the details, but my attempts to get loose seem to have ended my dream.   The extra awesome part was when I woke up.  It sort of felt like I had been slammed back into my body.  It felt like what I can only imagine teleporting would feel like when you re-materialize somewhere.  Now I've watched enough Tom Campbell to accept it was my focus re-adjusting to the physical not me re-entering my body, but it felt incredible and it was wonderful and affirming to experience that sensation.

So I would like to ask a question about protection.  I have no fear of more women biting my fingers, I can handle that, but last night I was listening to some newly downloaded AP hypnosis tracks.  After about 40 minutes the narrator warned of "creatures" in the astral whose intent would be to do me harm.   From what I'm reading on this site, the only thing we have to fear is fear itself.  Our own demons and imaginings will present themselves, but with practice and calm they can be overcome.  Am I missing something?   Should I be making these attempts at AP only after invoking some form of protection or white light?

Thanks,
Jen