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Okay, so I have a need to tell this story here in detail. I'm open to hearing anyone's interpretation of what I experienced, but I should also say that my mind cannot be changed about the fact that it DID happen. The fact is the feeling I experienced was unlike anything I've ever felt, ever. It was completely indescribable by human terms, and despite my efforts, anyone reading will not quite understand just how it felt. That being said, here's my account of it:

I was in Iraq. I was in the middle of my first deployment and after a day or so of shift and convoying, I went to bed.

I dont remember the 'breaking through' part in any way really. But what I remember is finding myself in a dark 'hallway'. I call it a hallway, but it really wasn't. It was more or less a point in space with monitors lining an invisible wall to my right and to my left. In front of and behind me was white light, with darkness in between (where I stood) the monitors. I peered into a monitor and saw one of my best friends tapping away on a keyboard, playing some WoW or something. In the next monitor I saw on my best friend's (who was now dead) ex girlfriend doing something in her kitchen. In another monitor I saw another of his ex's watching tv.

*I should mention here that the friend i'm speaking of was my best friend in high school. He committed suicide. We had a very small (maybe 8 at most) tight knit group of friends, that included most of our ex gfs as well.*

The other thing I should mention at this point is the FEELING i had. I use the term feeling somewhat loosely here, because it wasn't so much a physical feeling. It was more like the ABSENCE of physical feeling. I felt no discomfort, no weight, no tightness, no anything. The feeling was so incredibly positive. It also felt warm somehow. From deep in my heart chakra. My entire essence tingled of this feeling. My immediate thought was that I was dead. But the kicker here is I felt no ill will or sadness about it. My family and friends on earth DID cross my mind in a fleeting instant, but only pleasant thoughts came. I didn't regret, and I didn't miss them. I also didn't spend more than an instant thinking of them.

Anyway, back in the astral. My best friend (the dead one) turns me around and gives me a huge hug. He then very nonchalantly says with a smile 'let's go! I've got so much to show you.' And we walk towards the end of the monitor-hallway. At the end (but before we reach the light) he stops in front of a mirror. I look into it and see myself in a form that seems to be shifting. Kind of like a funhouse mirror that keeps changing. Or looking at my reflection in ripples of water.

He says 'Just think of what you want to wear, and you'll have it.' I try to imagine myself in the black t-shirt and corduroy shorts I used to wear when he was alive and we were in high school. But the shirt comes out WAY too big (down past my knees) and the shorts are much too large in the waist, so I have to keep holding them up. He laughs at my attempts and says "you'll get it. but let's go, we dont have a lot of time."

At this point he takes off walking into the light with me still mesmerized by the mirror. I see he's leaving and I jog to catch up. When we pass through the light we are on a paved road with trees on either side. I remember it being kind of wet, like it had just rained. He is walking arm-in-arm with a girl. I never saw her face (i was behind them) but she appeared very good looking, and definitely his type. I've never seen him so happy...

Suddenly I hear a distant sound and I'm all in one instant sucked back into my body. What was very significant about this is that when I was, the feeling of positive energy and warmth and absence of body all disappeared immediately. It was like all at once I was feeling my 24 years of physical feeling (pain, fatigue, soreness, etc), virtually every physical feeling I've ever had i was sort of REMEMBERING or RE-EXPERIENCING all at once. This was NOT a good feeling. And on top of it, I also was feeling every single negative EMOTION i'd ever experienced in this world. It was as if pain, fear, anxiety, heartbreak, etc didn't exist where i was, and i had no memory or reference for it. But immediately upon my return it was all thrust upon me. Needless to say, I- a 24 year old badass United States Marine- started sobbing loudly and uncontrollably. I wanted more than any want I've ever had to be back there. My brain immediately started thinking about my family and friends as if I should feel guilty for wanting to leave them (which was notable also because I had no such feelings while I was THERE). I sobbed for a good 10 minutes before I was able to calm myself down.

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I've lots of theories about what may have happened. I've hypothesized that somehow I was sucked from this world into one of the highest dimensions. Literally, I can only ascribe the feeling of being there to being in heaven. Another theory I had is that a mortar landed on my trailer while i slept and killed me (this had happened before to others)- but for some reason, I was granted a second chance and awoke in my bed with all the memory of having been there, but none of what happened before. Lastly, I've thought perhaps I was just being pulled up for a visit.

I really dont know what this was. It was like AP, but with a much more intense FEELING that I am completely unable to describe. I should also mention, this happened long before I ever learned about AP, or that I could do it. I researched and learned to project later, partially looking for an explanation to this as well as my sleep paralysis.

This was the single event that proved to me beyond all doubt that our consciousness persists beyond death. I've never had a doubt since then. I simply know.

Any thoughts, opinions, stories, theories, etc are much appreciated.

Okay, so this has bugged me for a while. Some books I've read say EVERYONE that projects has one. Some say that some do, some dont. Some go as far as to say if the cord is ever severed, you die in the physical.

I've projected a good dozen or so times now, and NEVER seen a silver cord. Yet I have proven that I am in fact projecting- there's no doubt in my mind about that.

Do any of you have a silver cord? Are there any of you who dont?

Just wondering.

Greetings!

I am new to projecting (feel free to view my other posts) and I am experiencing some amazing things. At the same time, I have been called to in my meditations by the plant medicine ayahuasca. I have not yet tried it, but I do intend to. From what I've read and seen in documentaries, the effects of this are not very different from projection.

My question here is, have any projectors used ayahuasca or any other form of dmt? And if so, does this hinder your ability to project naturally (through meditation)? Does it have any effect at all? Are they in fact the same?

Anything anyone can offer I'd be interested to hear!

In my early projections, I found myself in need of a guide. I had been asking and trying to find one for about 3 months now, and just yesterday finally met my guide! I ask anyone reading that has experience beyond mine (i'm VERY new to this) to explain to me your thoughts on what I've experienced and what I can do better/differently, your interpretations, etc.

Here's what happened:

The day before yesterday I was meditating (i'm new to this only the past 6 months or so, but have had some wonderful experiences) in efforts to project. At some point, I began to hear a voice. The voice was of what I interpreted as a small Indian (Hindu) man. He seemed to be pleading with an authority figure who replied to him without speaking:

Indian Man- "Please, I can help him! Let me SHOW him!"
Other- No, I am handling him. You aren't capable. (again, implied somehow but not spoken)
Indian Man- "I CAN help! Please! I will only show him the basics, PLEASE!"

I awoke from my meditation confused and excited. I wondered if I had been being guided all along by an entity that was using a 'hands-off' approach, allowing me to explore on my own. My best guess was that the Indian man was asking the other presence if he could step in and just show me the ropes. The other presence seemed to be the one in charge, and carried a far stronger energy than the Indian man. I discussed all this with a close friend of mine who I've shared most of my projections and meditations with. He agreed that this seemed plausible.

The next day (yesterday) I was eager to make another attempt. I fell asleep, and ultimately was dreaming. I dreamt that I was in a house of a stranger, and I was being haunted. Unable to leave (i think i was waiting for someone) I decided to meditate and see what the 'haunting' was all about-

As soon as i started to try and meditate in this dream, I realized I was dreaming. In my experience, anytime a dream becomes lucid, projection becomes very easy.

My projection started immediately. I sunk into the bed, twisted 180 degrees, and began flipping multiple times backward into the void. I found myself floating in empty space, but sensed that I wasn't alone. I could also hear my breathing. It was loud, and sounded as if I was wearing a space suit (Darth Vader-esque). I decided to ask the presence what it's name was.

ME- "What is your name?"
(immediately after i asked, i heard a robotic, machine like sound. it became clear to me somehow that my voice was being interpreted and my words were being echoed in some sort of alien language)

Presence- ...

Receiving no answer, I repeated the question.

ME- "What is your name?"
As soon as I finished the question, I felt the most incredible feeling I've ever felt while projection. It felt like an extreme warmth and love feeling (like a mother's hug x10000) that started at the top left of my head and passed through to my right shoulder. It was as if the spirit moved through me! I HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCED ANYTHING LIKE THIS BEFORE! IT WAS TRULY MAGNIFICENT! I could feel my body smiling and heard myself laugh with joy at the beautiful feeling.

It occurred to me that this entity may exist in a dimension where names do not exists because spoken language is unnecessary. I assumed the touch was a way of introducing itself.

The next thing I saw was I was on a beach in the dark. It was beautiful with moonlight lighting the waves as they crashed to the short. A very beautiful Korean woman (who somewhat resembled the actress from LOST) approached me wearing white pants, a white undershirt, and a white collared shirt opened and blowing in the breeze. She said something along the lines of "I'm here, what would you like to do?"

I thought of asking her to see my best friend who died several years ago, but immediately thought it might be overwhelming, and perhaps too much to ask at my first introduction to a guide. I instead asked to visit the house I grew up in. I often dream of this house and I'm unsure why. But remembering it so vividly I've often thought when I first get movement in the Astral down, it would be a first stop because it should be very easy for me to imagine.

She said "okay" and we were instantly hovering over the geographical place where my previous house was. It was different however. My neighbors house was now a daycare of sorts, and my house was an OBGYN office. (very weird). The houses themselves, and the landscape was the same, but their were signs hanging and their use was now different. (This I cannot explain. My best guess is that she was HELPING me with this first travel, and perhaps things weren't quite right because it wasn't as I remembered it, but as she interpreted my memory, with some telepathic interference or something. Anyone that can offer a good explanation for this, I'd love to hear!)

I wanted to question the differences, but was also nervous I'd offend her and/or be snapped back. I instead said "Okay, can we go back to the beach?"

"Go right ahead" (or something like that) she said.

I thought it, and we were instantly back at the beach. We were kind of at a boardwalk about 500 ft from the water. I said "I want to be closer! In the waves!" She said "well, go on ahead!"

I thought it, and instantly I was in the waves, though not feeling the water. Rather, it passed through me. I turned and saw her standing on the sand away from the water. I asked why she wasn't joining me and her response still makes me laugh.

"Are you crazy? This is Florida!" And she appeared very grossed out by the water. (My best interpretation of this is that she has experienced multiple lifetimes or multiple worlds with multiple beaches, and the one I imagined probably paled in comparison. Again, anyone that has a different interpretation, please share!)

I awoke at this point, and tried diligently to go right back into a projection for about a half hour. Immediately during my waking, the word/name "Gaia" jumped into my mind from out of nowhere (much like in meditation). When I realized it was failing and I was waking up further and further, I decided I'd better write down what I had just experienced. I dont know if Gaia was a name that I am being given to call her back, but I do know it is the word or name of the Earth goddess.

Questions-

Should I attempt to refer to my guide as this, or is it an arbitrary name I am assigning? I'm trying really hard to not offend or put off any of the entities that offer me help. Again, I'm still new at this.

Any good explanation for the slight differences in my previous home?

Next time I project, should I expect to see my guide again?

Was this guide the same as the Indian man voice I was hearing?

How can I thank my guide, or show my appreciation? Should I utilize all of my time projecting to ask my guide questions, or will the guide get annoyed?



Thank you all for reading! I know I can go on in great detail. I find that when I'm passionate about something the words flow effortlessly and my writings tend to get long. Thank you again, and I hope to hear from any and all of you!

First off, let me say that I couldn't be happier to have found a place with fellow projectors new and old to share my experiences with and discuss all things astral. I feel truly lucky.

I'm going to get right to it. Here's my story:

I have been experiencing 'sleep paralysis' along with 'nightmare disorder' since I was young. I'm not exactly sure how young, but I do remember it happening. Until very recently it had always been completely random, and came with an indescribable fear and anxiety. It was in no way pleasant, and I was certain it wasn't good. The nightmares generally didn't seem related, as they didn't come during the same sleep sessions. I just assumed that since these things happened while I slept, they must be related.

I'm a former (just got out in January) United States Marine. I say this to put into context some of what I've experienced. I was recently going through a number of exit appointments with various doctors, and it occurred to me that perhaps I could get answers and a cure to my sleep paralysis and nightmare disorder. I spoke to several doctors and psychiatrists, and even tried a medication that was supposed to halt my dreaming altogether. Getting no closer to an explanation, I decided it was time to do some research for myself.

If you google 'sleep paralysis' and watch some documentaries and read some articles, you will find some terrifying stuff. I categorized what I found into two groups. The 'religious group' which consisted of mainly christians explaining that sleep paralysis was caused by demons trapping and trying to steal my soul (scary stuff), and there was the 'new agers' who listed sleep paralysis as a precursor to astral projection. I began experimenting in both camps.

The christian belief was that if i prayed to jesus and asked for help, i could snap out of sleep paralysis immediately. I decided to try a different approach. Since my paralysis was random, I prayed asking to be put INTO sleep paralysis. My prayers were answered, and I experienced the paralysis, but this time with no anxiety or fear. Intrigued (as i've never been very religious, although i'm deeply spirtual) I tried again and again. Never again were my prayers answered, and I had no way of knowing whether it was a fluke or I was onto something.

I decided to try the new age way of doing things, and attempted to experience paralysis by way of meditation. I had never meditated before, and let me tell you was I ever fascinated with what I was experiencing! Visions, voices, music, and lucid dreams! Finally I reached sleep paralysis, and immediately started to project. The first several times were very short lived. I would leave my body, and hang out in my bedroom checking things out. I realized I could move THROUGH walls, and played with this a few times, and at one point even left my house to visit my neighbors (the reaction of his dog was incredible!).

Amazed at my ability to project, I practiced more and more, and actually began to remember doing it a couple of times as a child. The more I experienced, the more I wanted to learn more, and I have been researching constantly since. I was encountering some road blocks though, and decided it was time for me to ask for a guide. My requests seemed to be ignored however (until yesterday!), and I event went a little over a month without a single projection.

I should also mention now that I'm very new to this. I do not project daily, although I do try. Generally I probably project about 1 in 10 meditation attempts. I'm still working at it, and now with the help of a guide hopefully it will come more and more naturally.

I am eager to share my recent projections with the community and see if anyone here has had similar first encounters and experiences. Thank you all for reading, and I do hope to get to know all of you in a much deeper level in the near future.


PS- anyone know of links to real life communities of projectors? I'd LOVE to meet some people in person to discuss things and perhaps work on my technique