Astral Projection, is NOT my field of expertise, I specialize in Demonology, UFOlogy and research into world leaders. So I know very little about the field of AP. But last night something happened to me that I would like to gain some information about.
During going to sleep, I was disturbed. I felt a feeling that a ghostly presence was around me, and it did NOT feel friendly. I planned to get up and move out the room as quickly as possible, but that's when it occurred to me that I was not in this world, but the otherworld. Movement was strange and I had no ability to call for help. My voice was choked out. That's to say, no sound, no matter how hard I tried. As if my voicebox was being crushed.
I made the choice to move rather than call, and began trying to leave the room. This failed, because when I tried, I was being pulled back by something. The room was pitch black, but my vision was as clear as day. My bed had turned on its side, and a flickering light was occasionally making the room blindingly bright.
Eventually, I did make it out of that room, and went into my sisters room, where she was in bed. (We live together). I asked her if she was okay, and she told me to turn the light in the hallway out. This is nothing new, she always does. But when I went to do this, the hallway was not there. Instead was a door that lead to a backstreet. I looked around this outside area for a bit when I was certain this was all part of the otherworld design. I went back in and told my sister I'm trapped here. A force, that felt almost angelic, pushed me backwards and I felt as though I slipped back into my own reality. I was was in the same place as in the otherworld, but now instead of being in the backstreet hallway it was my actual hallway.
There was more that happened in between but I just cannot remember properly. It fogged over almost as soon as I returned here, and I was lucky to remember what I did.
Does anyone know what happened?
During going to sleep, I was disturbed. I felt a feeling that a ghostly presence was around me, and it did NOT feel friendly. I planned to get up and move out the room as quickly as possible, but that's when it occurred to me that I was not in this world, but the otherworld. Movement was strange and I had no ability to call for help. My voice was choked out. That's to say, no sound, no matter how hard I tried. As if my voicebox was being crushed.
I made the choice to move rather than call, and began trying to leave the room. This failed, because when I tried, I was being pulled back by something. The room was pitch black, but my vision was as clear as day. My bed had turned on its side, and a flickering light was occasionally making the room blindingly bright.
Eventually, I did make it out of that room, and went into my sisters room, where she was in bed. (We live together). I asked her if she was okay, and she told me to turn the light in the hallway out. This is nothing new, she always does. But when I went to do this, the hallway was not there. Instead was a door that lead to a backstreet. I looked around this outside area for a bit when I was certain this was all part of the otherworld design. I went back in and told my sister I'm trapped here. A force, that felt almost angelic, pushed me backwards and I felt as though I slipped back into my own reality. I was was in the same place as in the otherworld, but now instead of being in the backstreet hallway it was my actual hallway.
There was more that happened in between but I just cannot remember properly. It fogged over almost as soon as I returned here, and I was lucky to remember what I did.
Does anyone know what happened?