"If I hold you I can't behold you. Sometimes love is better at a distance."
- Duane Alan Hahn
Firstly let me start by saying that my reasons for Astral Projection are exploration and education... but there's always been a third reason. Her. We've been madly in love for close to 12 years, but because of the cards life deals us sometimes, we're far apart. Even farther these days, as she's currently on vacation in South America. That being said... these are the events that unfolded last night.
So my Astral experiences thus far have been short. Slightly beyond my control. And fuzzy... like a television with rabbit ears that are slightly askew. Last night all of this changed. I had woken once to pee, then once more to grab some water, and then come back to bed. Up to this point my dreams were the standard surrealist fare.
Upon entering the third sleep cycle at around 3:30 am, I entered almost immediately into a very very strange dream. So strange that I actually remember being kind of bored with it. As that boredom tore at the edges of my dream, things became somewhat lucid.
I began dreaming that I was driving. I have driving dreams once in a while. I don't drive in real life, so an enormous red flag goes up when these dreams occur, because I immediately remember, "Wait, I don't drive. Oh right... I must be dreaming." I'm driving down this interstate highway, and off to my left I see a dirt road... and as Robert Frost once said, "The road less traveled by.... has made all the difference." On a backwoods road I noticed that the forest was looming, and the road was ending....
And thats when I awoke Astrally... there's a tingling vibration that occurs for me when this happens. Like I can feel my second body hovering half in and half out of me... as if waiting for me to grab the reigns. So I did. I rather clumsily rolled out of bed and slid along the floor. Straight through my bedroom door. Careened around my apartment building for awhile. Looked in on my neighbors and my roommate, making sure that all was well and there feet weren't on fire or anything. And then I made my way out. Into the street. And thats when the Astral lucidity took hold. Not only was I aware of everything, I was also in much more control of my "body" than I usually am...
I toured around the city, (which wasn't my city btw... more of a dreamlike construct) and then it hit me. Something that I'd been reminding myself constantly when awake. If I ever got Astral and had control I would go and see Her. My girl. So I sort of thought out loud that I'd like to go and see her.
Something, or someone was listening to this... and suddenly I switched directions and was rocketing across the landscape. Through trees, through rocks, through houses... and partway through I thought, "This is going to take a long time." And as if that were permission to get me there via the shortcut, the next thing happened.
The most breathtaking experience of my Astral life thus far. I went up. Like spring boarding off of an enormous trampoline. Within seconds I was up amongst the stars and then slowly coming back down to earth. And the descent was a slow feather-fall into a foreign landscape, unlike anything I'd ever seen.
Ocean everywhere. An orange sky looking down on it. Like a sunrise that occupies the entire sky. And in the middle of this ocean, on a very small plot of land was a hut.
I drifted though a bunch of passing blue butterflies. When I passed my hand through them they spread apart, as if made with paint. One landed on my hand, as if to say hello... and then vanished as I reached the island.
I saw Her there. And she watched me come close. As I approached, she exclaimed, "Hey! It's YOU!"
But I could feel that I had burned alot of energy coming so far so fast. I knew I didn't have long. She turned and pointed into the hut and said, "I think thats my twin."
At this point I received a Rote. If you've ever read Robert Monroe, a Rote is a tiny package of information contained within a thought. I knew she was out of body, and referring to her sleeping self. But never having had any experience with OBEs she merely thought she was dreaming.
I rushed to her and said, "I haven't got much time." And I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her. Passed along as much love as I could in that one moment of connection.
And then I woke up.
......phew......
Now. All of this becomes even more incredible. A few hours later I get a collect call from Antigua (South America-ish). And the first thing out of her mouth is...
"Was that real?"
So to verify I asked, "What was the only thing I said to you?"
"You said you didn't have much time."
My reply, "And you told me you thought the sleeping girl was your twin."
Verified. Confirmed. And most wonderful.
I told her I'd travel any distance, just to hold her...
And so it was.
All I can say is......... holy frickin wow....
Thoughts? Comments? Questions?
In a state of utter amazement,
Stone
- Duane Alan Hahn
Firstly let me start by saying that my reasons for Astral Projection are exploration and education... but there's always been a third reason. Her. We've been madly in love for close to 12 years, but because of the cards life deals us sometimes, we're far apart. Even farther these days, as she's currently on vacation in South America. That being said... these are the events that unfolded last night.
So my Astral experiences thus far have been short. Slightly beyond my control. And fuzzy... like a television with rabbit ears that are slightly askew. Last night all of this changed. I had woken once to pee, then once more to grab some water, and then come back to bed. Up to this point my dreams were the standard surrealist fare.
Upon entering the third sleep cycle at around 3:30 am, I entered almost immediately into a very very strange dream. So strange that I actually remember being kind of bored with it. As that boredom tore at the edges of my dream, things became somewhat lucid.
I began dreaming that I was driving. I have driving dreams once in a while. I don't drive in real life, so an enormous red flag goes up when these dreams occur, because I immediately remember, "Wait, I don't drive. Oh right... I must be dreaming." I'm driving down this interstate highway, and off to my left I see a dirt road... and as Robert Frost once said, "The road less traveled by.... has made all the difference." On a backwoods road I noticed that the forest was looming, and the road was ending....
And thats when I awoke Astrally... there's a tingling vibration that occurs for me when this happens. Like I can feel my second body hovering half in and half out of me... as if waiting for me to grab the reigns. So I did. I rather clumsily rolled out of bed and slid along the floor. Straight through my bedroom door. Careened around my apartment building for awhile. Looked in on my neighbors and my roommate, making sure that all was well and there feet weren't on fire or anything. And then I made my way out. Into the street. And thats when the Astral lucidity took hold. Not only was I aware of everything, I was also in much more control of my "body" than I usually am...
I toured around the city, (which wasn't my city btw... more of a dreamlike construct) and then it hit me. Something that I'd been reminding myself constantly when awake. If I ever got Astral and had control I would go and see Her. My girl. So I sort of thought out loud that I'd like to go and see her.
Something, or someone was listening to this... and suddenly I switched directions and was rocketing across the landscape. Through trees, through rocks, through houses... and partway through I thought, "This is going to take a long time." And as if that were permission to get me there via the shortcut, the next thing happened.
The most breathtaking experience of my Astral life thus far. I went up. Like spring boarding off of an enormous trampoline. Within seconds I was up amongst the stars and then slowly coming back down to earth. And the descent was a slow feather-fall into a foreign landscape, unlike anything I'd ever seen.
Ocean everywhere. An orange sky looking down on it. Like a sunrise that occupies the entire sky. And in the middle of this ocean, on a very small plot of land was a hut.
I drifted though a bunch of passing blue butterflies. When I passed my hand through them they spread apart, as if made with paint. One landed on my hand, as if to say hello... and then vanished as I reached the island.
I saw Her there. And she watched me come close. As I approached, she exclaimed, "Hey! It's YOU!"
But I could feel that I had burned alot of energy coming so far so fast. I knew I didn't have long. She turned and pointed into the hut and said, "I think thats my twin."
At this point I received a Rote. If you've ever read Robert Monroe, a Rote is a tiny package of information contained within a thought. I knew she was out of body, and referring to her sleeping self. But never having had any experience with OBEs she merely thought she was dreaming.
I rushed to her and said, "I haven't got much time." And I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her. Passed along as much love as I could in that one moment of connection.
And then I woke up.
......phew......
Now. All of this becomes even more incredible. A few hours later I get a collect call from Antigua (South America-ish). And the first thing out of her mouth is...
"Was that real?"
So to verify I asked, "What was the only thing I said to you?"
"You said you didn't have much time."
My reply, "And you told me you thought the sleeping girl was your twin."
Verified. Confirmed. And most wonderful.
I told her I'd travel any distance, just to hold her...
And so it was.
All I can say is......... holy frickin wow....
Thoughts? Comments? Questions?
In a state of utter amazement,
Stone