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"Om Namah Shivaya is known as the great redeeming mantra also known as five-syllable mantra

The meaning :

It means "I bow to Shiva." Shiva is the supreme reality, the inner Self. It is the name given to consciousness that dwells in all. Shiva is the name of your true identity- your self. "

http://www.meditationiseasy.com/mCorner/techniques/Om_namah_shivaya.htm


I include that here because for some reason, as my non-physical event started last night, I found that instead of my usual pattern of trying to just get out of my body, I started chanting the above mantra which I had first learned of nearly 30 years ago. I am not entirely sure why I did this, but it prompted another first time type experience.


It started with the familiar "chill" tickle sensation which I have noticed prior to the state from which I normally achieve my OOB vibration state. This starts as a cold-chill type sensation at the lower back of my head, and goes out over my entire body in a manner of seconds. Usually, at this point, I can fall into the vibration energy, but it is not a sure thing. It takes a tricky balance of my desire to achieve it. Tonight, for some reason, instead of trying for the vibration energy, I simply started to chant internally, "Om Namah Shivaya". I had no sooner started this and the cold chill sensation abruptly switched to a low frequency rumble.


Now, in the past I had had low frequency vibrations that were extremely difficult to take, and have over time raised them to smooth them out so I could even deal with them. There was something basically different about this sensation. As low a frequency as this energy was, maintaining this state seemed like something I could have done for hours. Actually, I am not sure how long I was able to maintain this. At some point as I continued to chant, I realized that the energy I felt seemed tied directly to the chanting, almost like it was a musical backing to the chant. I do not mean to say it had any sort of a tune associated with it. Because of the chant, I had none of my usual feelings of wanting to go anyplace at all, so I just stayed put. Eventually, I tried to move my hand, and then floated just above my seeming physical form. Later I realized that what I was seeing was not really me as I was, but at the time I thought it must be truly my body there. I have a memory of someone else seeing me as I just floated aimlessly, but then I returned to my body and found that the link to this sensation had ended.


I lay there wondering about what had just happened, and the chill started again. I resumed the chant, and the same sensation started to envelope me. This time I just stayed with it as long as I could, again noticing that as low a frequency as the energy was, how easy it was to stay in the grasp of whatever it was. I just kept chanting, and it buzzed around me. As time passed, I realized that my vision had started to change a bit. I started to see more of a lightened blue tone to what I was looking towards. I remember no details of this. I think I was distracted a bit by the changes to my vision, and this caused an end to the sensations.


As far as OOBEs go, this is not much to speak of. But it may be interesting from a meditation standpoint.

I have been doing OOBE work from most of my life since it forced itself on me in my mid teens after initially occurring as a very obnoxious case of sleep paralysis at even earlier age than that, and in all of those events since then, I have never experienced what happened to me last night.

It started out with my being awake and I was tossing and turning a bit trying to get comfortable. I ended up on my right side. Within seconds, I felt that all familiar prickling sensation like a cold chill, but not really, that usually goes into vibrations if I have the correct control of it. This time, I thought about experiencing an OOBE from the point of view of the physical body. I had no idea what to do, but I thought if I tried to open my left eye in the physical realm, it might help to keep me focused on the physical. All I can say is "Wow!" First, I had to fight to keep my eye from closing, and in doing that, the sensations faded a bit. I let them start up again, and re-opened my eye. Then something odd happened.

The eye dropped closed again, and I saw a gradual opening into another world. Right in front of me, maybe ten feet away, was a woman with short dark hair staring back at me. What seemed odd is how fast this perception opened up. Also, she was making eye contact with me. This all seemed to be in very much 3-D and full color with an incredible sense of perspective.

She was talking to me, but I could not hear her and I did not seem to be able to speak myself. A couple of other people came up from the side and slightly behind her, and they made me a bit nervous since I did not seem to be able to communicate and had no idea where I was. So I did what I might think to do in real life. I raised my arm and tried to motion to them to stay back. And I felt and saw my very physical appearing full color arm rising up in front of me very much like it would be in real life. I saw it as my arm, and it was in the place a real arm would be if it were making that motion. I say it was my arm, but it looked nothing like my arm really. It seemed to me that where ever I had landed, I must be someone else than who I am here. I turned away from them, and in that instant, the scene shifted back to a bedroom and a bed.

I was standing on the bed, and as I turned I started to walk off the edge and jumped to the floor. I felt this much as I would physically feel it if I went to do it right now except that gravity seemed a bet less in this place compared to here. I definitely felt it as I landed, but it seemed a bit too springy as I landed. I walked off down a short hallway that roughly corresponded to my own hallway in my house. I ended up in a room where there was a television that had been left on. I thought that this was rather out of character to have left the TV on when I went to bed, but it did not really look like my TV at all, and none of the stuff in my house seemed to correspond to this place. I noticed a digital clock on the top of the TV that said it was a bit past 1:00. I assume it was 1 am because the TV seemed to be showing an infomercial. And it ended just that fast. In my real world it was a bit after 3 am.

All I can say is that this, as short of a time as it took to get into and back out of, was one of the more odd things I have ever experienced. It was nothing like any OOBE I have ever had and I look forward to going there again.

There is a person I knew ages ago and have only kept in touch with irregularly since then. In all cases since we have known each other, I have been the one to reestablish contact after a period of absence.  I had currently not talked to this person in almost four years.  Maybe that is why I chose them for the target person to contact in my OOBE of a couple of days ago.  I was going to write about the OOBE right when it happened, but thinking back on it, standing alone, it was not really a remarkable event. And I am not sure I remembered enough details about it to even make it one I chose to include here.  That was not until what happened two days later.  This person contacted me.

It was not a remarkable OOBE as they go for me.  I swung out and seemed to travel in ever increasing spirals as I went where ever I was going.  I started to think of my target person, someone from the past more than a current thought in my mind. I was not really sure why I thought of them at this particular time.   

After a time of traveling, I found myself flying down towards a sail boat of some sort.  Off to one side I saw my target person standing.  I continued down to them and made some sort of contact.  Thinking back, I am not as sure I recognized them as they appeared to me then, or that I recognized the energy I had associated with them in the past.  But, I knew I had the right person. 

Overall, the contact was brief and I am not able to remember any one detail of it.  That is one reason I was not about to write this one anywhere. What was the point?

Then I heard from them in real life not two days later.  Initially, I did not think of the OOBE I had as possibly being related.  But, this is the first time since we met almost 40 years ago that they have been the one to approach me after a long time of no contact.  Why have they contacted me now?  I am not sure.  I have never discussed my "hobby" with them and I doubt they would understand.  Maybe I am reading more into this than is really there.  It is probably just an odd coincidence. 

This is one from my blog. This was at least ten years ago, if not more.

Not all of my experiences involve communication with another being. Sometimes, I ask for such communication if
I do not feel as if anyone is there, and nothing happens. Other times, I know right away there is something with
me, and that it is not going to "tell" me anything. And then there are times that the being with me seems to talk
unendingly, and I wish they would just keep quite for a minute once in a while. In one trip that had no
communication at all, I traveled "out" the furthest I have ever been. I am not sure where this would have been. It
did not seem like any place I have seen, or dreamed of before.

When this experience started, I first flew out attempting to go to what ever target I had had in mind. It would not
work. I just returned. I then re-initiated the vibrations, pushing them a bit- raising them in frequency, and
strength. I changed my target to go to someplace that I could learn the truth about existence. Immediately, I was
traveling faster than I had ever remembered going previously. I traveled on, wondering what I was doing,
and where I was going to end up. But, thoughts like this normally can disrupt the experience, so I kept my growing
anxiety under control, and returned to concentrating on the truth. I hit a pause.

I am not sure how to describe this. It was a pause in the sensation of motion, almost like I hit an eddy in a flowing
stream, but as the pause happened, I sensed an increase in energy into me, and that energy was then instantaneously
transferred to more movement, this time at an even greater speed. This second "jump" then hit a pause, and more
energy flowed into me, and I was off again, and even a new greater speed. The third jump in energy and
acceleration finally stopped, and I was adrift momentarily in darkness. As I got accustomed to having stopped, I
gradually began to see details in the darkness. There was energy all around me, pulsating, and moving in whatever
unknown purpose it might have had. I had no clue what any of this was, but it also seemed vaguely familiar on a
certain level.

Suddenly, whoever I was in whatever this place was, reached out and grabbed some sort of hand sized disc-like
structure, and placed it in front of my forehead. This thing must have been some sort of energy focus devise, because I
sensed a flow into me that seemed to start when it was in front of my head. Then, it was over, and I was instantly
back. I am still not sure about this one. It was pretty intense, but I am not sure what about it had anything to do
with truth that would help me currently. 

When this experience was actually happening, it was very intense.  It has now faded, and some memories with it.  When it started, I had an extreme feeling that I was paralyzed.  It was not the sort of paralysis associated with SP. It felt like even my non-physical body was paralyzed. I remember thinking right after it all subsided that it felt as if my nervous system had been torn out of me from the inside.  It seems odd to say that now, but at the time it is what I had thought of.  Not that there was any pain with this, but just a lack of any sensation that I could move in any way, at least not above my waist.

I tried to kick my legs out and away and eventually was able to separate.  I drifted out and up, screaming for help.  I was either paralyzed, or dead, and someone had to help me.  Eventually, I felt the presence of at least three entities. One held on to my shoulders from behind, while the other two worked on my two arms from in front, or just to my side. The main entity while holding me by the shoulders was trying to calm me down, telling me that I was just fine.  They all worked on me for a few minutes, and then I found myself waking up, but not really waking up it seemed.  I woke up and found that I still felt I could not physically move.  So I tried to make some sort of noise to get attention so whoever was there could help me.  I remember trying to get one arm to knock the headboard of the bed.  And then I woke up again, finding myself in the same position as before, still unable to move. 

I ran through what had been happening, and decided to try to move over onto my back. If I could do that, I could prove to myself I was really awake, and that I was not paralyzed anymore.  I tried to move to my back, and found myself waking up a third time.  What the heck is this? Every time I wake up, I think I am awake, but I end up having to wake up yet again. I ran through any number of tests and determined I must be awake.  I tried to move again, and you guessed it. I woke up yet again.  This time it turned out I was really awake, but even still, I laid there for quite some time before I tried to move. My arms felt extremely fatigued.  And what if I tried to move them and could not? 

I eventually went over to my back, and noticed the clock. It seemed like 45 minutes or so had elapsed since I had seen the clock.  I felt totally wiped out, and still was not moving my arms much.  I felt very heavy.  The rest of the night was uneventful, and now I am not sure what any of this means.  The multiple false awakenings are interesting. I have had them before, but I do not think I have had that many layers to come back through.  I remember thinking during the experience that I had to post this one because it was so different feeling than anything I have had happen before.  And I was worried that if I was really paralyzed I would not be able to type it, and would have to tell someone else to post it.  It is funny what you think of at certain times. 

When I was married long ago, my wife had a dream that she could not deal with, and went way beyond her scientific training.  Here is how I described it at the time.
 
"She did have one odd dream when I knew her. It was totally of
circumstances that made no sense to her at the time.  In fact, she had
not told me about this dream- odd as it seemed- until she started seeing
certain parts of it happening in real life.  Long story short, it
involved a car crash that we were in. But she could not resolve the
circumstances of the crash. We were with people she did not know at the
time, on a road we seldom drove- and we were not driving.  We were
getting a ride from people I knew, but she had not met yet.  Anyway,
somewhere in the night she realized her dream was starting to happen. She totally freaked
out and made us drive instead of getting a ride from my friends- so we
would not be in the circumstance she had dreamed.  Even so, we did
find ourselves on that same road on the trip going home.  And although
we made it home in one piece, it was not without a close call.  Someone
came close to hitting us, pulling out into traffic after not coming to a
full stop from a side road.  Maybe my friend would not have seen this
car if he had been driving.  Maybe her having told me about it just made me extra
alert to people doing odd things. . ."

Here is another older experience of mine, where I may have entered a dream of someone else.

I was looking for a friend of mine once while OOB. I could not find him so I tried to find his wife to see if she could direct me to him.  I flew off and eventually I went into a building where I found my friend's wife. The building appeared to be a hospital. I knew she was a nurse, so this did not surprise me.  She was behind a counter talking to another woman.  She was surprised to see me there. Shortly after I started talking to her, I heard a dog barking and the experience ended. As I was leaving I asked for some sort of proof of where I had been. I heard a woman's name spoken to me.  I assumed I had seen my friend's wife while she was working. When I mentioned the experience to my friend the next day he said his wife had not worked that night, but he would mention the experience to her.  It turns out this night, she had had a dream that she was at work in the hospital talking to her supervisor, a woman with the same name as the name I heard a I ended my experience.  I had drawn a sketch of the layout of the hospital to show my friends wife. She took one look at it and told him she never wanted to talk about this again. 

I had this experience and submitted to Alt-Out-of Body Nov 1998

I was visiting family about 200 miles from where I was living and working at the time.  I had just
decided I did not want to watch Saturday Night Live . . . so the time locally
was just after 11:30 PM.  I lay down and was listening to the TV I could
still hear in the next room. Vibrations started. . . I could still hear
Saturday Night Live.  I separated and decided to try and visit a friend back
in the town I was currently living.  I concentrated on this person.  I could
not see anything, but I felt as if I was moving.  Finally I stopped. I still
could not see.  Then I heard a voice call out my name.  I could not see, but
I heard the voice repeat my name.  Then the voice was more agitated and said
"Who is that. ?  Richard is that you?" Then I saw brightness.  The
experience ended.  I could still hear the TV in the next room.  Only a few
minutes had elapsed. 

I did not think much more about the experience until
the next afternoon when I got back home.  My roommate greeted me at the
door very excited and nervous.  The first words out of his mouth were that
he had seen a ghost in the house the night before.  I asked him to describe
what he had seen.  He said that a bit past 11:30 the night before he had
gotten up to get a drink of water. Walking into the kitchen he thought he
saw someone who had just come in through the sliding door near the kitchen.
He said at first glance he thought it was me . . . that maybe I had come home
early, so he called out my name.  Before this I thought it was just
something he had imagined.  But when he said he thought he had seen me and
called out my name, I began to think otherwise.  He went on to say that
whoever it was did not say anything, so he repeated my name, and then said
"who is there?"  When he got no answer, he said he turned on the light.
When he turned on the light, whatever he thought he had seen vanished.
So . . . to me it seems I was there.  What I heard in my experience is what
he relayed to me he had said.  I did not prompt him for this experience.  He
was still so freaked out the next afternoon that he just had to tell
someone else.  It was dark.  He turned on the light. What he had seen then
vanished.  When I saw brightness, my own experience ended.   He thought he
had seen me.  The day and time match.  While he was not my target, the
person I was trying to get to was a friend of the person I was trying to get to at the time.

I had a dream last night that I was flying with eagles out over a forest
along the coast somewhere.  I could feel the wind.  I could see the ocean in
the distance.  There were two large birds with me.  ( It would be funny if
we were actually vultures. . . but that is not how I viewed it at the time)
I was totally aware of being there. . . It did not occur to me at the time
that it was a dream.  It did not seem odd that I was there. No feeling of
trying to escape, just a joy of feeling free to fly.  I did not think of it
as an OOBE. No OOB sensations preceded it.  I just was soaring with a few
friends until it just faded away. It left me feeling very much at peace.

Last night I had the first real good OOBE-like experience I have had in a fair amount of time.  It started after a fairly restless period of time.  First, I felt an odd sensation unlike vibrations, but it still put me on guard for the start of an OOBE. Then, I felt like my non-physical self was oscillating slowly in and out of my physical.  That stopped, and I thought maybe that brief burst would be all that would happen.  Then, everything hit.  I found myself rolling in slow motion out of my body and slowly falling to the floor.
People ask at times what one does in an OOBE.  I usually have a pre-set goal. For me, this one was completely unexpected so I had no goal in mind when it started.  When I find that I have no goal, I usually just ask for whatever type of experience would be beneficial for me at this time.  When I had that thought, I immediately took off towards San Francisco. Not that I thought I wanted to go there for any reason. It was just the feeling I had that that was my destination.
First I flew out on my own, and then I became aware of what felt like hands grabbing onto mine.  The sensation grew more intense as we went on, almost feeling like I was getting an energy flow from the being or beings helping me. I say "beings" because at the point I was nearing my stop; my "arms" were held perpendicular to my body as whoever had me still held on. 
I landed, and immediately saw a person approaching me who was pretty agitated. In fact, it seemed he had a gun, and was pointing it at my head. Already, this is more intense than the usual run of the mill OOBE for me.  I felt threatened, and began to realize I was not the person who really was here in this experience. It was like I was another person, and was being judged on how I reacted to this person.  Somehow I faced them down long enough for others to get there to take control of the person with the gun.  Now the experience gets more interesting. 
It now began to dawn on the 'me' I was not 'me' as I am now, and this person I seemed to be had no memory of me or my current life.  I remember seeing San Francisco and walking around for miles at a time to the point my feet got sore.  And I could feel them as if I was really doing that at the time.  It was a totally immersed in the experience sort of thing.   
I got a sensation of knowing that I was a person known as "Father Bo." I had something to do with counseling persons at risk, or people who were either causing others problems, or the people involved with those persons- like family members of convicts, or others who had problems dealing with society.  At one point I remember asking someone what year it was. They said it was 1919, and I remember saying 'that does not seem possible.'
And the voice was totally different than my own.  It was like I heard this person talking to others, and knew we were connected in some way, at least in certain instances. I would hear him talk and know that this was not my voice- but I did not feel apart from being him either. It was very strange. 
Towards the end of this I had grown a bit older, and as an older man, was having more trouble with my feet. It was like I was finally realizing that I physically could not do my work anymore.  One of the people, who helped me at this point, was helping me soak my aching feet, and massaging my lower legs.  I looked down at my legs, and knew they were mine- I know this is odd. Of course they were mine.  But this was totally not like anything I have ever felt in a dream or an OOBE. It was a clear detail and feeling that I had a connection to this person.  And it was not only my feet that were a problem at this point. I was stiff and sore on most of my right side.  When I lifted my feet out of the basin they had been soaking in, my legs had a tremor in them.  My helper told me that he did not like the looks of that tremor.  I told him that I did not either, and for some reason, I laughed. 
Then suddenly, I was back and out of the experience. 

I have had OOB type experiences for most of my life.  It was not always fun.  And in recent years, experiences have been few and far between.  I spent time on the Alt-out-of-body news group ages ago. It still exists, but I can't get to it now. I am active on the Yahoo group OBE-L, an recently published a summary of my OOBE life starting on page 49 of this PDF file-  http://www.outofbodytravel.org/images/Journal_-_Issue_Eleven.pdf
I will see you out there. . .