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Well, I, for one, would be very interested in seeing what you find!

I always say that WHAT you experience while projecting is objective, however HOW you experience it is subjective.

A very good way to put it, thank you!

Personally, I will say that I have seen your experiences move from the Etheric to the personal dreamspace of the Astral and now you are getting a taste of the Mental level dimension. The Mental is like a higher subdivision of the Astral.

What are the indicators of experiencing something on the Mental level?

The next level is the Causal, to give it a name and it is experienced from a nearly bodiless form, maybe point-of-consciousness perspective...so if you've had a taste of that, a glimpse usually, then there 'ya go.

I remember *trying* to do this, and I was unceremoniously immediately booted back to my body LOL apparently they thought I was being ridiculous for thinking I could do that, yet!

It could be argued that it's all NPR; we are just experiencing it from and through different energy bodies, so we can both be in the same 'place' and yet experience differently based on the consciousness vehicle we are each utilizing. And then there is our individual interpretation.

Great way of putting it!

GR- I think your now standard request of "Take me where I need to go..." is something you should stick with and an awesome reminder to new travelers. The teaching continues, the lessons continue...we are always challenged to improve and the reasons aren't ever clear. Sorry, but that's how it seems. If you have a specific request...now, I think you can expect a better result. But the wry answers, the mysterious non-replies, the dry witticisms...nah, that seems to be the punch-line of the NPR...they won't give that up...and maybe we won't either, once we are in their shoes...

Thank you!

Don't count on getting certain answers...some of them you may have been the one to decide to withhold it from yourself...how about that thought?!
I've asked to meet my personal Guide(s) for forty years...nothing! I've pleaded, begged, cried, demanded!...nothing. Seen him or them on the edges. Somebody definitely assisted me to visiting my dad briefly after he died; it wasn't my ability. Talking to the Hand was the most I have ever gotten an idea of their presence. When I did my Gateway program at Monroe in 2018, I met this wonderful lady who was just discovering her talents. She described exploring her channeling abilities with her 8 (count 'em!) Guides...I politely asked that when she got home, could she ask her guides why I have no communication from my own. Three months later she responded. She said she really wanted to be sure of the message so she checked with another knowledgeable channeler  who checked with her several guides and got the same message. They all had agreed that I came to Earth and refused any obvious help, that I chose to do it on my own as best as I could, no communication, no advice...nothing. That froze me. But it explained so much.

Wow. That's both illuminating and (I assume) also really frustrating. I've often wondered about what may be the "contracts" or stipulations I agreed to (not sure the right word), that could explain various things about my life, and if it's possible to *break* those contracts/agreements.

Annoyance/frustration- I guess we all deal with that to some degree, but that was not a problem I noticed with you; that was my problem. What I noticed with you was a tendency to apologize for yourself when it didn't really call for it. I can certainly understand it when we are in NPR situations...last thing I want to do is offend or screw up a Simulation. But do we get too preoccupied with 'stepping on toes'? And is this a difficulty for you in PR life? Annoyance turned out to be a problem that I need to deal with, maybe this one is yours?

I definitely spend a long time being annoyed, frustrated, and begging for direct answers to my questions. I've gotten a lot better about it, but it took awhile, and a lot of advice from this group! As far as stepping on toes - I don't know, I think if an entity displays annoyance or offense, perhaps we should apologize? why wouldn't we? I hear a lot about the importance of expressing gratitude for the help and guidance we get, so this seems like a necessary corollary to that, all rooted in respect and appreciation.

The last exp with the administrator? You're moving into a college dorm...are you kidding me? The interpretation being that your level of education is moving upward? Hello! and you got Welcome notes!? I didn't get Welcome notes! I didn't get crap! Who do I write to? Who do I sue?!

You wanted banners, balloons and fireworks? Maybe an Air Force flyover? Sorry, I didn't get even what you did, LOL. 

LOLLOL Aw, poor EV. I'll put in a good word for you with the Administrator, maybe they can send some balloons your way 

Thank you, EV!

That's exactly why I didn't start reading any more books about the topic, yet. I wanted to get my bearings more, get my feet under me, and that I have a solid sense of things before doing that - if I read about something *after the fact* in a book that matches up with something I already experienced, all the better!

So, if I am allowed to enter the Astral Proper now, this may be a silly question, but: how do I get there? For example, I've been using the request, "take me where I need to go, teach me what I need to know." And I get whisked off somewhere, which you've described as the Simulation Zone. If I *continue* to use that same request, would I automatically be taken to a higher/more advanced learning/training experience in the Astral? Or, would I get sent back to where I was before - sort of like repeating the 8th grade LOL. I want to keep learning and advancing in skill and understanding; I want to know what my mission in this life is; I want to know if I am really a "Perceptionist" (if I heard that right) and if so, what is that? What does that mean? So if the go-to phrasing of my request will function to keep advancing me up the ladder and will eventually lead to answers, that's great. I hope it's multi-functional like that! Goodness knows that when I ask for specific things I want to know about (e.g., asking for someone who will tell me what my mission is) it is completely ineffectual. At least, it was before. Does graduating to the Astral Proper mean that direct questions like that will actually be answered?

On to Leland's "initiation event" - very interesting theory. I definitely never would have guessed that's what all that was! When you say 2nd and 3rd person perspectives, do you mean that I was "inhabiting" those perspectives, or it was simply the introduction of one other person (a "you"), and then multiple other people (a "they" or "you all") to the scenario?

I'm guessing the ability to change things test was, me changing my size? Or was that the final realization of self control?

Yes, I definitely need to work on my annoyance/frustration! It's gotten better but could still use some more work.

How do you know the last experience with the Admin guy showing me into a college dorm room scene was an announcement of my advancement? I picked up on the "take notes" part...but, what's the announcement? I interpreted it as representing a learning environment. Where the things that appeared to be the welcome notes representing an announcement?

Now I read your own experience. Very interesting! I'm amazed you were able to remember everything, that was a long one - good thing you reclaimed that video camera at the end =) Do you think the friendly demeanor and joyful laughter of the guy standing out in the sunshine was symbolic of the energy of "announcing" your completion of the test?

Yes, I read through a bunch of his experiences on his website. He recounts these epic conversations, word for word, and it seems some of the conversations took an hour or two. He couldn't possibly remember every word, right? Or is he putting his own words to the impressions he got? I don't know how it's possible to remember all that!

You had to ask about the bad dream, EV LOL You guys are going to love this. Believe it or not, I had a bad dream about Nameless' Sky Roombas! No joke. I dreamt I was standing in my old bedroom in the house I grew up in, looking out my bedroom window (a number of experiences have taken place at my old house). It was evening. I looked up at the sky and saw one - one of the Sky Roombas! I thought, OMG I can see it! I can see a Sky Roomba!

Well. Then things went south. The Sky Roomba was like an asteroid that fell to the earth right next to my house. There was a huge boom and the earth/my house shook. Suddenly things seemed really ominous and scary, like I was in danger. I thought to myself, wait, this doesn't make sense, this can't be happening, this must be a dream. I then proceeded to get the hell outta dodge.

That led to my first experience that day. I will add that in this "campus bookstore/resource center" scenario, there were lots of other people milling around, going about their business. I had the sense that they were other projectors. Maybe yes maybe no, but that was my inclination - rather than, say, other entities that are not now and have never been human that happened to be there. Or, they could have been illusory/just for show.

As far as how my thinking while APing compares to my PR thinking - there are both similarities and differences. I've noticed that I'm not afraid while I'm out (well, as long as I'm not electrocuted, I guess!), rather I'm overwhelmingly happy, joyful, eager, and grateful. It feels normal and natural, like it's just where I want to be. Whenever I'm out, and I feel myself slipping away and losing focus, I'm never ready. I always want to stay out longer, to learn more. I admittedly am a bit impatient and have been a pain with my 29 million questions, but with all yall's advice and input I've learned I need to take a back seat and not force answers before it's time.

I have indeed at times noticed vivid imagery and colors. Tactile sensations were I think the first thing I marveled at when I started (like, holy crap I can FEEL stuff out there!), I've felt temperature (including sweat on my body), both discomfort/strain as well as pain in my energy body, and now taste. Sound is a bit weird because sometimes it's hard to tell If I know someone said something because I "heard" it or because it was telepathy. It almost seems like the same thing. But I did hear music in the distance at least once. The only sense I haven't experienced yet is smell.

Had a BRIEF one the next morning, and it does seem to be a continuation of this theme:



1 Sept 2020

Out of body experience - astral projection

Man in a suit, like he was an administrator. He walks me down a hallway. I'm walking behind him. I don't see his face, just the back of his head and suit. He knocks on a door, but we don't go in. He turns around and I follow him - we're walking back down the hallway the way we came. He stops at another door and we go in. Inside, it looks like a college dorm room. It's fully furnished with a bed, desk, even things like decorations, pillows, etc. It's decorated with what appear to be welcome notes/cards seemingly addressed to me (reading words is always a bit of a challenge, out there!).

The man said: "Get a pencil to tell yourself all the skills, to remind yourself everyday."

That's it. Then it was over.


All this also reminds me of how a few experiences ago, when I asked the guy who was my guide that day what the point of that experience was, he said "To be acquisitive", and I went aw hell, lemme go grab whatever I can find then - and what manifested for me to grab was "office supplies". But you know? That could also be interpreted to be....school supplies.

Accelerated courses, gosh I hope so. But, how does it work if it's all "subconscious" and we don't *know* what we even learned??

31 August 2020

Out of body experience - astral projection - lucid dream

WOAH, a LOT happened this morning. Multiple experiences.


First: I think I projected from what had the makings of a bad dream. I decided it must be a dream, so figured I'd get the hell out of dodge. Closed my eyes and said my usual, to take me wherever I need to go, teach me whatever I need to know.

Mode of transport seemed to be something akin to a horse. I tried petting its fur, but it seemed to not like that, and like I wanted to kick me (even those I was being transported on its back); I saw its ears pinned back. I mentally apologized to it, and it calmed down.

We were in like a campus bookstore. Someone asked me how long my hair would stay purple. I told a joke at one point and everyone laughed. They were inspecting my clothes; apparently I was wearing a flannel shirt. At one point, I looked down at my hands, and saw that this time they manifested as actually having nail polish (wrong color, tho).

At another point, I think we (myself and my main guide for this experience) talked about how so many of my AP memories aren't getting coded properly - maybe I brought up how much of a problem it is that there's so much I forget. I saw a pad of paper on the counter, and some writing implements. I took a pencil, and decided to try to write stuff down to try to help my memory. There were two young women standing at the counter to my left. I said that it was my first time there, and I even asked if it was possible to email myself. LOL obviously they said no. It seemed like a fully functioning campus bookstore/resource center, and there was definitely a fax machine. The woman didn't seem to want me writing things down - like that's a privilege I don't have yet.

On the wall of the bookstore hung a framed photo of an Asian woman, it was labeled with the name of the woman who taught me formless qigong. As if she were employee of the month or whatever.

At one point, I started spinning around, moving up and down the room a bit, while a brunette woman, who seemed to be my main guide, was talking to some people. Sort of like I was on a very gentle "teacups" ride. She said that this was an opportunity for me to get some studying in. Like, somehow that motion was perhaps me "downloading" information?? I have no idea, whatever it was, it wasn't conscious.

While she and I were later making our way outside into the hallway, I her I was very sorry, I forgot her name. She seemed to think that maybe I might remember on some level. I said, "You kind of look like Julianne Moore, though!" (she had brown hair, however). She was very upset by this, for some reason, and said: "You know, that's the kind of thing I don't want to get. That's bad."

We were walking up the stairs in a crowded stairwell, and after she said this, I was thinking oh crap what did I do! How do I fix this! And a child who was also on the stairs screamed. Back in body.



Second: Wrote down my notes, went back to sleep. Somehow, I projected again. I really don't remember how it happened. One minute I'm in a mundane sort of dream, then suddenly I'm fully conscious, and I found myself back with the same woman who seemed to be my main guide in the above (the one who was offended when I said she looked like Julianne Moore). My experience here began with me walking to a classroom. She said, "Welcome back!" The classroom was like any other - student desks, teacher's desk, and a blackboard. The room was empty other than her and a man, who looked like he was a teacher. I responded something along the lines of, "I'm so glad to be back!" I think this may be the first time I projected directly back to basically (presumably) where I already was, with the same person/entity that I had just been with. I wasn't sure if I should address whatever the faux pas was that I'd just committed, but decided not to.

There was a ton of food laid out on a few tables scattered around the room. I was so excited! This was a learning environment! I wanted to learn stuff! There was writing already on the blackboard, as if from a prior class. It seemed to have to do with learning very practical things about navigating outside of one's physical body.

At one point, I said something like, "I have so many questions, so much I want to ask, but I think I'm just going to be quiet/shut up." And, she only responded by saying to NEVER say "but," rather to use the word "except" instead. This seemed very important, but I have no idea why.

She gave me a small plate of food, it was like small lemon olives. Like, imagine small, pale olives, made with lemon and something a little spicy to give them a slight kick. I think this was the very first time I ate anything out of body. They were delicious!



Third: I don't remember much of this one, how I got there or what else was involved, but what I do remember is entering a campus computer room. It was empty, except for one guy sitting at one computer. I approached him and asked if I knew him, had I met him before? He said yes. I asked him if he could perhaps help me - I'm having memory troubles. Sometimes when out of body, the "brain fog" is so bad that it feels like I'm drunk!

Well, he seemed offended that I'd asked him to help me. As if asking him to help me meant that he was "The Help" or a servant or something. I told him, no, he just seemed to really know what was going on, like he was an expert or an old pro at all this stuff. I think that resolved whatever the offense was. I feel like he said something to me at the end that was helpful or informative, but I don't remember, unfortunately!



Fourth: It seemed like this time I projected straight from my bed. Like I stretched out my body to worm myself away/apart from the physical. While traveling to my destination, It seemed like I had moments of split awareness. Like I became aware of myself laying in bed, partially, and then quickly refocused on the other level of reality. It really is just divided by a faint gossamer thread.

I found myself on a CTA car (Chicago public transit). There was a guy sitting next to me, and his knee was very much in my space. I asked him to move his knee, and he did. It's a bit hilarious to me that even out of body, someone was manspreading and I had to get him to stop!

Anyway, the train stopped, the doors opened, and a bunch of people were getting off. I didn't make a move to get up, yet, because I wasn't sure what I should do. A man standing by the door introduced himself as "Stu," and we shook hands. He went to get off the train, and I was like, Oh, am I supposed to get off here, too? He said yes. We got off the train together.

There was another woman, not the same as the first one, this one was heavyset. I think she said she was a band teacher. They were working on a performance, and I asked what performance it would be. She told me, but I didn't recognize the name. When I said I didn't recognize the title of the piece, she said, "Well, how long have you been here?" When I told her just like a day or two, she said, "Oh, wow." (I knew this was all happening on the same morning Earth Time, but I wasn't sure if having multiple AP experiences counted for different "days," so to speak).

Me, her, and a new, third woman began walking down the stairs. Wooden stairs, outdoors (perhaps down from the train platform to the outdoor campus grounds?). Somehow, the new/third woman shrank, and by shrinking was able to squeeze between a gap in the structure of the stairs, and go back up to a higher position on the stairs. I turned to the heavyset woman behind me and asked, "Am I supposed to follow her?" The answer was yes. I had never done that before - changing my size. I had to shrink myself to fit through the same gap. She said to imagine myself standing relative to something really, really big, so I would be small in comparison. I somehow managed to do this - to shrink myself intentionally to weasel myself through the gap.

But afterwards, I/my energy body felt really sick. I had trouble breathing, hearing, speaking. I laid down on the grass. The heavyset woman and the original woman (the one from the prior experiences, who was suddenly on the scene), called out for a doctor. The doctor came, and he sprayed some kind of liquid up my nose. That got me to wake up.



Last: This one is the murkiest, I again don't remember how I got here, and exactly where the line is drawn between dream and projection. So I'll just make a list of things I remember:

Memory: I was having a dream that I drew/doodled in a notebook while in a trance state. There were a lot of complex symbols, markings, and one very detailed and colorful dragon. The "me" in the dream (projection?) had no recollection of having made the drawing, apparently because it was a very deep trance state.

Memory: The male teacher from the classroom in the earlier experience said, "I'll get the egg." Sure, why not?

Memory: I asked, "How am I doing?" An Asian woman, I *think* the one who was in the framed photo in the first experience, said, "You've had four lessons in one day!" (and indeed, there were, in fact, four experiences prior to this one!)

Memory: A guy named Ben, some kind of masseuse. I was laying on a massage table, and he was working on me. He said he experienced "10 years of drunk sobriety" in Amsterdam. He died on a train, and his ashes were in an urn. I asked him how long he'd been here, that is, in this astral reality, and he said for 11 years. I told him about how I want to help people not fear their own mortality as much, like for those who are terminally ill (I imagine if those who are very sick and dying, if they were able to experience AP, it would help them be less afraid of death). He held me and said he would keep me safe.

Great tips in here!

I don't know what news ya'll are watching but property is not more important than people. I'm completely fine with protesters looting a friggin' Target or the Mag Mile in Chicago if it will force more cities to do something about police brutality which is itself another epidemic.

Also, watch what people decide gets to be called "looting" - it'll reveal an awful lot about them: https://time.com/5851111/protests-looting/

- This PLANdemic is Reveling the Darkest Side of the Health/Medic/Medicine System in this World,

Dude no. Mikovits is a nut. People in my chronic illness community have known about her for years because of the XMRV fiasco. Now she's reared her ugly head again and is doing more damange. Seriously she went off the deep end a while ago.

Oh I definitely have NOT gotten answers, or at least clear/understandable answers, when asking who the helpers that appear to me are. And it does seem that sometimes things are just not "for" me in some particular moment, and if I try to make it "for" me anyway, I'm quickly divested of that notion.

E.g., there was one experience where possibly my higher self came to forcibly collect me from my experience and sent me back. There was one time I became lucid in a dream and got some bright idea of what I was going to do and dream character said NO YOU'RE NOT in a very loud, stern, parental-type voice. Then, just this morning, I went did something unprecedented and went to go see *someone else's* higher self, which led to a brief but interesting yet very incomplete conversation; phased back far to soon, so decided to go do the same thing again and JUST as the buzzing/shifting started to transport me there, these words appeared to me: ACCESS UNEXPLAINED, and I was *very* forcibly ejected back to my body.

So, yeah. Sometimes we just get told no. Or at least, I do LOL Lots of metaphorical locked doors for the Silly Rabbit! 

Wait, what?

What's a "scrubber"? Like, a cleaner?

I have an image in my head of a bunch of invisible Roombas in the sky....lol

I think I have too many visual disturbances to ever see what you're talking about (floaters, visual snow, aftereffects of images when I look away, etc).

Do you mean these are astral type things, but, in "our dimension"?

Use ours! They are designed from the ground up to be real helpers and allies to your system.

Sign me up! LOL

A threefer!

This first one I thought was a total dud, but as it turns out, I think it's my very first REAL VALIDATION that I'm really out of body and encountering real things, instead of "Just dreaming" or "imagining."


23 August 2020

Out of body experience - lucid dream - astral projection?

I started off having a dream about a good friend of mine. I was trying to figure out if I was dreaming or not, so I looked down at my hands, and saw that they didn't have nail polish - in real life, they do. Right away I then knew it was a dream. As I continued looking at my hands a beat longer, they started to melt, confirming that even further. Since I was then lucid, I decided to try to project to visit this particular actual friend in real life. I closed my eyes and asked to be taken to see him. Felt myself moving. Opened my eyes again, and was in a white bedroom, with him laying on the bed sleeping. He had a bandage around his head and another one around his chest - these seemed to indicate an injury. I whispered to him to wake up, and when he did, he saw me and was very startled. I told him I was out of body, and I told him I'd just had a dream about him, and so decided to actually visit. At one point he told me, "Laura took me back." Weird, so far as I know he's never been involved with anyone named Laura.

I was bummed. I figured maybe I wasn't really projecting at all, maybe I just dreamed the whole thing (woe is me maybe none of it is real!) that sort of thing. There is no Laura! I figured it was all gibberish. But, I decided to give him a call that afternoon to catch up, which we hadn't done in a while. I didn't want to reveal anything about what I'd experience, I just wanted to find out what's the latest with him to see what he'd say.

WELL. As it turns out, he's back together with LYNDA, a not particularly wonderful ex of his. He said it was an opportunity to "heal old wounds," so that explains why he appeared in bandages. Both names begin with an L, end with an A, are two syllables, and have the number of letters. Laura, Lynda, close enough for government work.

I think this is real validation that I actually visited/encountered him or his asleep energy body/consciousness on some level!!!!

And the hilarious part is that I was so shocked/horrified by what he was telling me my mind went blank and I COMPLETELY FORGOT to even tell him I traveled to him out of body that morning! LOL


25 Aug 2020

Out of body experience - astral projection - remote viewing?

Fell into a trance state this morning trying to fall back asleep. Hypnagogic imagery coalesced into a 2D flat screen, like a movie screen or flat screen TV. This must be remote viewing! All sorts of things that I can't even remember appeared on the screen, seemingly at random or with no meaning. I wasn't "there" or in it, I was seeing it clearly under my closed eyes - a literal screen appeared, rather than actively visualizing. I asked to be shown who my soul mate/ life partner is. I wanted to see what he looks like. Well, they didn't show me that. I can't remember what they showed me, but I do remember them responding verbally, "Go to festivals." Well, ok. Does that mean I'll meet my Person at a festival? I was like...which festival? Where? When? I don't remember what the response was to that, or if I got a response. Definitely said to go to festivals, tho.

2nd experience this morning:

Later this morning, after I wrote down notes for the above and tried to drift off again, I seemed to be in the appropriate state so I asked my usual, Take me wherever I need to go, for whatever I need to know. Felt myself moving and rotating in the air, eventually to feel like I'm levitating horizontally and being carried, as usual. Peeked my eyes open and to my right, the one carrying me, was a black woman. She said she was taking me to my consultations. It seemed like I had two appointments to get to, one down the hall from the other. As if I were going to a job interview or receiving an assignment or something. She said more details but I couldn't remember. I was so tired. I even tried repeating back to her what she said so I wouldn't forget - I even said, "I will remember this!"

Dear Reader, I did not remember it.

Anyway, I asked her, while I was still being carried, to make sure that I got to both appointments OK. I had gotten the sense she was going to deposit me somewhere, and it would be my responsibility to get myself to each of the "consultations" - or whatever they are. She seemed a little annoyed, like doing that would inconvenience her. So, I explained to her that I was currently having a difficult time keeping my focus "out there" - you know, keeping my focus in the astral, or wherever the hell I was. I was mentally tired, and physically felt weak. It was like my astral limbs were all weak and floppy. This all seemed to get her attention, like, OK, that's a legit issue. She then put me down/stood me up, with my feet on the ground. I tried focusing on trying to actually *be* grounded, literally, focusing on the feeling of the grass underneath my feet (we were outside somewhere), to ground myself THERE. There was a man and a woman sitting like on a park bench nearby, we were all outside some sort of building or building complex. Their backs were to us. The woman who'd been carrying/leading me approached them, with me fumbling by her side, and told them about my predicament. She called the man Jim, and the woman seemed to be called Charlotte. My guide seemed to say like, OK, she needs more help, she needs something more, to be fully THERE. This wasn't exactly it, but imagine if there's a top doctor, and there's a patient with an illness, and a lower-tier doctor who is working with that patient goes to the head doctor and says, That strong medicine we have? We need to use that now. You can't withhold that anymore. It was sort of like that kinda vibe. I can't remember exactly what the conversation was (of course I don't...), but after she seemed to try to prod "Jim" to authorize me getting more help or whatever it was that I needed, I (ever the comedian), piped in and said,

YEAH, JIM. Then Jim vanished, and I looked to my helper and "Charlotte" and, still the comedian, added casually, So, who's Jim? I then told Charlotte she was beautiful. I don't think I was being very helpful.

Anyway, my helper and I started walking off across the grass. I looked down and saw there were TONS of little tiny turtles! Either like miniature turtles or baby turtles. They were so cute! I also noticed that, as often happens, I was having a hard time seeing, and AS USUAL, it was my left eye I couldn't see out of. I don't know why, but for some reason if there's a problem, it's always with my left eye. First I tried saying, "My left eye is open!" a few times but that did absolutely nothing, so I resorted back to the tried and true "Clarity now!" which started working and each time I said it my vision got a wee bit better and when things were finally pretty clear I lost focus and was obnoxiously back in my body.

Never did get to my consultation appointments! Arg.

That is maybe the best I have ever heard this worded.

Both these states of consciousness can occur. Which one were you in indeed!

I love your reporting style, GR.. Just sayin'.

Haha, thanks!!

Nameless, interesting! So, what is the deeper purpose for having Observers? Who or what do you observe FOR? Is your job to report your observations to...someone? And, how did you learn that's your role? Did someone tell you that directly, like I was told?

Other than Observers and Rescuers, what are all the other jobs you guys are aware of that projectors do?

Yeah, I don't know what to make of the Perceptionist thing. I'm probably the last person in the world who lives their live more concerned with others' perceptions of me than who I really am.

And yes, I really do think he said "acquisitive" rather than "inquisitive" - as far as what I would need to know or what tools I might need? Well, I guess that depends on what it really means to be a Perceptionist, what I'm supposed to do. And I don't really know that yet, but if the quote you reference is important, it would mean that I would need to have the ability to shapeshift, and to know what I need to shapeshift into in different situations, and how to actually do it. For what purpose? Who knows. And who knows if that's even right! I keep coming back to the circumstances surrounding when I was told this - seeing and killing the 'bad guys' - and some how that prompted the guy to speculate that I must have been a Perceptionist in my last/another life. Hmm.

Anyway, two more experiences that once again don't seem to have anything to do with anything:


16 August 2020

Out of body experience - astral projection - lucid dream??

I said, as I have been of late, Take me where I need to go, tell me what I need to know. I had trouble seeing at first. Took some effort to get my "eyes" open. In front of me I saw photographers, they were taking my photo - bright flash photography. I looked down and I was wearing a fancy dress. There was a woman, we were inside some place with a nice/fancy/classy bar. I walked up to the bar with her and I think she recommended a drink for me. I asked her what the point of this experience was, that is, what is this teaching me, what am I here to learn? I figured since the last time I asked directly at the end, and found out too late I was supposed to "be acquisitive" (whatever the hell that's about), I thought it might help to ask at the *beginning* of the journey, so maybe I can do better!

Well, my question didn't go over so good. She seemed to convey, How are you going to learn anything if we keep telling you the answers?

And I was like, Whenever I try to figure it out for myself I'm *wrong* so I thought I'd ask!

So anyway, I said that regarding a drink, to give me whatever my body really needed. There were cans inside a fridge, you know one with a clear door, so you can see your options inside? I was handed a can of a fizzy, fruity drink. I took some sips, and while I could taste it on my lips/tongue/in my mouth, I couldn't seem to really swallow it. Then I was back.

Then, later during the same morning:

Possible lucid dream? Possible projection *from* a dream? I'm still a bit confused as to what it means if you have a dream of yourself, and  you dream of yourself projecting, and it seems like you actually project - but you were definitely dreaming it. Did you just dream it happened? Or were you in the "dream world/level of reality," and then you projected to some other reality? Ehh...

Whatever it was: I was in my old bedroom in the house I grew up in. There was a cat perched on something on the wall next to my bed (where I was sitting). The cat said something like, The ones in the front room are the healers.

No friggin' clue what this was in reference to. Then, there was a stick. I was handed a stick, or there was just a stick there and I took it. Apparently this stick was for "projection". The stick, like a divining rod, started to move and point the way to go. It led the way downstairs, and out the front door, to outside the house. There were people down at a house at the end of the block. I could see them and started flying towards them, again with the stick seemingly leading the way. But then, it seemed like I got "stuck" mid-air and I couldn't fly forward anymore. Like there was a counter force pulling me backwards. The people down the street pointed in the direction behind me. They were yelling something, but I couldn't hear them and make out the words. Well, I looked back over my right shoulder, and there was a huge tornado coming this way! I yelled for help. Then there were some people outside the front door of my house (I was more in the street) and some guy threw what appeared to be like a fishing line toward me, for me to grab onto. I grabbed onto it and was basically reeled in towards them, to save me from the tornado. The people there brought me a trash can, like expecting me to throw up or something. She referred to the tornado-type thing as a "conjunction current". Like, I almost got trapped in or swept up in a conjunction current.

That's all I remember, no idea what any of this has to do with either being acquisitive OR being a Perceptionist!

I've wondered about this! When I was about 4, I have an incredibly clear memory of "floating" down the stairs. I was standing at the top of the stairs and thought to myself, "If I jump, God won't let me fall." So I spread my arms to the sides, and jumped. And I remember just sorta gliding down to the bottom of the stairs. I remember being really excited, and running around the corner into the kitchen to tell my mom I just flew down the stairs. She insists she has no memory of me ever doing that, tho, so I've wondered if i was just out of body or something. But to this day I maintain I may have actually been awake! LOL

This is lovely! The rainbow bridge is real <3

Lumaza has it.  It's that 2D screen before the shift to a 3D perspective. Essentially, that's what is it.
It's like the difference between watching a movie about mountain climbing (you're remote viewing the mountain) and actually doing it yourself (you're there yourself doing it).
But, trying to describe HOW you do it is like trying to teach someone to swim over the internet with words alone.  Almost impossible.

Just keep pushing yourself and you'll get it.

If I could answer this from my own experiences. It begins with closing your eyes and having a strong intent on more of a singular focus. The Remote Viewer will usually have a set of co-ordinates or some kind of sealed envelope in front of them. They then close their eyes and view what is on the 2D screen in front of their closed eyes. They seem to move right past the "blackness" stage and go right into their intended task for their session.

With phasing, you also  begin with a 2D screen, soon it becomes a 3D full blown scenario, that is, if you allow it too. A Remote Viewer will work with the first imagery that is shown to them. Usually that imagery will start with some of geometrical shapes, like outlines of buildings, landscape, etc. They don't actually enter the scene, they just "observe and report" what they are seeing. A Seer does the same thing. A Seer seems to work more with "emotions" and emotional content though.

THANKS FOLKS! I completely forgot where this thread was and only now just found it again =)

Oh cool, Nameless - What do Observers and Rescuers do?? I mean, I know, I can get the gist of it from the name, but....What do Observers "observe"? And why? What does it achieve? Do Rescuers do the psychopomp work? (what ya'll call "retrievals")

I'd love to know your opinion of what being a Perceptionist could mean!

You know how when in NP we can still get a sense of what something means even without it being spelled out? Sort of like claircognizance. Well, when he said that, about I must have been a Perceptionist in my last machine, I took this statement to have been inspired by the fact that I saw (perceived?) the "bad guys" that were coming after us. As if maybe not everyone would have been able to see them. At least, that was my rudimentary sense at the time.

But what being a Perceptionist really means, what this has to do with my role or "mission".....I don't know.

Anyway. I was all excited thinking things were really "going somewhere" - and then this is the next thing that happens. Feels like a clunker LOL Does not seem to have ANYTHING to do with me being a Perceptionist or figuring out further what that means, what I'm supposed to do.

10 August 2020

Out of body experience - astral projection

Felt myself shifting into that state, so began to reach, stretch my way out of my body. It seemed like the bed started to shake, and at some point, it seemed like I was helped out, like someone reached and pulled one of my legs out. I said again, Take me wherever I need to go, teach me whatever I need to know. Felt myself begin to move. Peeked my eyes open, and I was zipping feet first through a tunnel. It seemed like the tunnel was tiled, and the tiles were dark/black, but they flashed with light and colors. It was fun! Then it seemed like my momentum slowed down and I stopped moving through the tunnel. At this point, I'm not really sure what happened next. There are some gaps in my memory. My "guide" for this experience was a young man, blonde. He transported me around on piggy back. I have a few memories of "scenes," but because of the gaps in my memory, I'm not sure how they're linked together. One memory is of he and I standing in a room, like an office, leaning against the desk. He was talking about the limbic system or something, with reference to trauma. I added to the conversation something about the polyvagal theory and the brain (I didn't use those words, but I described the ideas). I think while we were talking, I realized it was really bloody hot. I felt so hot, and I saw/felt that I was sweating. This was a bit weird and annoying - like, how is it possible to feel such humidity and to sweat while out of body? I showed him how my arm was sweaty and told him how hot it was, and was like, what's up with this? Is something wrong? We looked around the corner, and saw that the room we were in was right next to an open door, that led to some kind of steamy, shower/pool room. He began carrying me away, but it seemed like he was carrying me almost through that to another room with a pool. I thought to myself that maybe we were going to go into the pool to cool off, but while he walked by it, he kept going. Another memory is of him giving me a piggy back ride up and down stairs in a stairwell. At first, I thought we were going to a specific place, but when he got to the bottom of the stairs he started carrying me back up again. I made a joke that he was trying to get his workout in. Another memory is him carrying me piggy back again, and we were stepping into an elevator. There was some small little creature following us in, very short, close to the ground. It looked like a simplified cartoon representation of a bird or a duck. It was a very bright, unnatural color, like neon orange. At first, I was afraid of it, because I didn't know what it was, if it was good or not. I pulled my feet and legs up as much as possible while on his back, so that it couldn't touch me/get my feet. Then, the next thing I remember is that I'm standing beside him in the elevator, and he's holding it in his hands for me to look at. It's not the weird simplified cartoon anymore, it's an actual bird with features. It was nice and calm, and I stroked it's feathers while he held it. While out of body, I knew that my physical mouth was very dry, and I thought about asking him for water, since it was so uncomfortable, but I knew that drinking water while out of body wouldn't fix the problem, because it was my physical body that needed it. The last set of memories I have is that he piggy backed me outside. It was early evening, the sky was dark but there was still some light. There were lots of trees that made me think it looked like we were somewhere in the south, like Louisiana or Florida. It seemed like I heard old timey folk music playing in the background somewhere, in the distance. We got to the parking lot outside the building we'd been inside this whole time. He said, Thank you, and he gave me a kiss. Then I was basically unceremoniously dumped onto the asphalt. As he was walking away, I hollered out to him - What was the point of today?! Like, what was I supposed to get from this? To learn, or to do?

And he responded: "To be acquisitive."

So I'm like...huh!? I was supposed to just take stuff? Stuff that doesn't belong to me? I thought this was weird and odd. And WHAT does any of this have to do with the last experience I had, where I was told that I'm a "Perceptionist" - that seemed like an important and significant milestone. And then I get....this?

I was like, I didn't know I'm supposed to take stuff! I would have thought it would be "bad" to start greedily taking things that aren't mine. But, well, while he had walked away I was still there. I wasn't back in my body yet, so I figured, to hell with it. I still have a chance, so I'll bloody well find some stuff to take!

The parking lot was filled with cars, they seemed like open-air jeeps, you know the sort. So I started looking in them, and weirdly they were filled with office supplies - scissors, notepads, gluesticks. Ultimately I grabbed a notepad and a gluestick. I went around the corner of the parking lot, behind the building, and there was a mother and her daughter. The daughter was riding a pony. And I damn well wanted that pony, or at least to ride it, but I thought to myself, how do I know these people are really part of the "training", maybe they're just innocent passersthrough, and I steal some little entity's pony? I didn't want to do that. So I asked if there were a horse rental place around. I told them I was out of body, and I didn't really know what was around the area. They said no, there wasn't. It seemed like it was their pony.

I don't remember anything else at that point. I think I started phasing back in.

So am I a robberbaron or something?  

Very nice insights, EV! I hadn't even thought of "schedule of classes" and the "guidebook" as just being symbols for the entirety of non-physical reality itself! I thought I was actually going to be sitting at a monk's feet learning the meaning of life or something LOL

Thanks, Nameless, I've been pondering that statement she made ever since. Wednesday did happen to be a pretty good day for me, project-wise, so I wondered if it meant coming more into my own, or more on a meaningful path. I also liked the idea of being my own shelter.


7 August 2020

Lucid dream?

Had a series of either lucid dreams, or a combination of lucid dreams and projection. Did I project from a dream? I don't know. Most of them, I can't remember. But at one point, I was flying through the air holding onto the arm of a man - it was more like the man was flying, and I was holding onto his upper arm, and he was taking me somewhere. This one manifested as Chris Evans (of Captain America fame) so that was a nice touch LOL  . I kept having to tell myself over and over, This isn't really Chris Evans! This isn't really Chris Evans! It just looks like him! It seemed like we were being followed, like we were being chased by something, and we were trying to get away from it. He said we'd take a shortcut through a tunnel to go like warp speed or whatever, to get to a "recovery zone" that would be a safe place. We started going very fast, then it seemed like we slowed down and almost froze in place, but while still trying to fly forward and away from whatever was chasing us. Then, around the corner, the things that were chasing us turned and sped into the tunnel after us. I don't know what they were, some kind of unappealing creatures. While the dashing Chris Evans was facing forwards, still trying to fly us away, I was holding onto him but facing back, so I could see them approaching. I made defensive things come out of my hands to blow up the bad creatures that were shooting at us. Like, I don't know, counter weapons or laser beams or something, came out of my hands, to start blowing them up. They were firing at us, and I blew most of them up, but I think one of them successfully shot me at some point. It felt like I felt something painful in my feet, or one of my feet. Then, I'm not sure what happened, but it seemed like everything was quiet and we were very still, hiding, clutching each other. Like when you can hear your heart beating and are afraid to breathe too loud. Right above us, a trap door opened, as if we were hiding underneath someone's floor. It was a man, he said something but I don't remember. But he was "on our side." Then he said to me, I think in reference to me seeing the bad creatures approaching and firing back at them, "You must have been a Perceptionist in your last machine. So maybe we could use you back now." And I just said, "OK." I immediately interpreted "machine" to be referring to my physical body. For example, me in another body in another life. Then I saw him run his finger down the side of his cheek, it was a gesture, and he said, "You're very beautiful." I mimicked the gesture and asked what it means. He responded, "Etiquette." I mean, OK.

Of course this makes me wonder....what's a Perceptionist? Is that a term that sounds familiar to anyone? Has anyone heard this term before, or been told it by some spirit entity, while out of body? I don't know if this was a just a dreamy jumble that doesn't really mean anything, or whether I had legit projected and it's significant in some way. If it is significant, then it sounds like I just enlisted for something LOL

5 August 2020

Out of body experience - astral projection

This morning, twilight in and out, suddenly felt myself shift into that state. Willed myself out. Thought, Take me wherever I need to go, tell me whatever I need to know. Felt myself rotate in the air and start to float in a direction. I started peeking through an open eye, it seemed like I saw the exteriors of buildings, houses. It seemed like we were outside, right here in where I live. Bright and sunny morning out. Hot. I was in my pajamas, the ones I was actually wearing in bed, and for some reason automatically had my sunhat on - but it was a bit extra floppy, like it was a size too big, and I had to hold the floppy bits up so that it didn't flop down into my eyes. There was a British woman with red hair, English accent, wearing a sundress. She and I were outside together, walking together, and she was talking. She had one of those sticker name tags on her dress, but instead of a "name" it had roman numerals. Like, as if the roman numerals were her name. I focused on it and tried to memorize them, but couldn't. She was talking to me about something that seemed health or medical related. It seemed like it had to do with COVID-19. I asked her to repeat what she said, because I wanted to make sure I heard her right, so I could remember it. She seemed annoyed and a bit snooty. Whatever she was talking about, she seemed to be referencing plants. As we walked along the sidewalk outside, there was a lot with a chain link fence around it. At the base of the fence, in the grass on the lot, were all these plants, like growing right up against where the sidewalk was. She was pointing to and talking about two of the plants. Something about how they go together, or affect each other. I wasn't sure. But it was something about the plants, and I think had to do with COVID, and whatever she was saying, I responded, Ohhhh, personalized medicine! Like, that's what I interpreted her to be talking about. I'm not sure if I was right or not. We kept walking, and she suddenly said, "Wednesday, you will become your house."

So, yeah, thanks for clarifying. Today is Wednesday, of course, and this experience happened this morning.

She continued walking, and it seemed like I was suddenly having a hard time keeping up with her. I called out after her to ask her to wait up. But she kept walking, and I felt myself losing focus, slipping away. I was like, No! Wait! I don't want to go! I want to stay here! I'd just bloody gotten there, and she tells me some cryptic thing about me becoming a house and then saunters off.

Still human. Haven't turned into a house yet LOL I'm sure it was symbolic for something, just don't know what, yet.

Instead of "going somewhere", you're projecting by watching an image on a screen. Kind of like watching a movie. 

How would you describe the process of 'accessing' this screen?

22 July 2020

Out of body experience - lucid dream

I was in some place representing my ex's place. He was moving away, selling his condo. A realtor arrived. The nametag seemed to say "JASO" or something, I remember thinking it was the "Jason" name again. I saw my reflection in a large wall-length mirror. I looked completely like myself, except my hair was very long again, and brown. I remember looking intently at my reflection because I was wondering if I would see something weird like what you guys have mentioned here on this forum. I then noticed that the realtor had no reflection at all. I became curious about who or what he was. I tried excitedly telling him that I was not actually physically there, but rather out of my body. I proved it by sticking my head through a wall. He then stuck his head through the same wall above me. So I was looking up at him, and he was looking down at me. I became even more excited. I began asking him if he were also projecting. If he was a human alive on earth right now also traveling out of body, or if he was a spirit entity. Then, it was like I was looking at a screen of some video footage. People sitting outside. The backs of their chairs said either "projector" or "spirit" on them, to identify what they were. At the very end, a bit separate from everyone else, was him. His chair said, "you." It seemed this was a way to tell me it was my higher self again. He handed me what seemed like a business card or piece of paper with lots of information on it. I saw the words "Hey, Beautiful" on it, but I couldn't make out the rest. He seemed to say the phrase "reduction and compression" and he scooped me up and began carrying me away. It seemed clear that we had to leave right then. I got the sense that I had been out of my body too long, and that it would be too hard for me to "download" and save the memories from that experience if I stayed out longer. It would be too much information, so he had to come and get me and haul me back to my body. As he carried me away, I was yelling back to my ex that I don't know this realtor guy, I'm not with him, and I would come back.

24 July 2020

Out of body experience - astral projection

Once I felt I was in the right state, I willed myself out of my body. I floated up starting with the head, as if rising into a standing position. I thought, "Take me wherever I need to be right now, to learn whatever I need to know right now." Felt the invisible hands. I was so happy to be out, I expressed profuse gratitude to them. While I was being carried, I looked at my left hand, and thought again how it was funny that it manifested as a normal human hand, when that's not my ultimate reality. I decided to try if I could think/will it to look like a webbed hand - sort of like the creature from the black lagoon. Don't know why that was my bright idea. And I did it! Little webs between the fingers. I started laughing, and shook my left hand to revert it back to "normal." Then, I guess because I was still being carried and wanted to find little ways to amuse myself along the way, I thought to myself, I wonder if I can make myself a point of consciousness with 360 degree vision! I knew this sort of thing was possible from having read about it. Shortly after that, it wasn't the three of them carrying me anymore. It was just the woman in front, and it was as if I was suspended in the air and might fall, and she was holding me up with only one hand making contact with me, under the small of my back sort of. At first I was grabbing ahold of her to "hold on" so to speak, but she then said something to the effect of, As long as I have even one hand holding you, you won't fall. So that I could relax, put all my weight on that hand, so to speak, and not worry about falling. If she had contact with any part of my body, my whole body would stay floating. Then, everything became dark, it was as if she dissolved into dark, foggy swirling smoke. I was having a hard time trying to stay focused there. I asked her to keep me there - I figured she must have some way! I didn't want to go back to my body at all. I'd only just gotten out! She seemed to muse, What's the phrase...? Like she was trying to remember the phrase that would keep me from returning to my body. I wasn't sure, especially because nothing's ever worked for me before, but I tried "HERE NOW!" I thought it as hard as I could, but it didn't work.

Personally, I think I probably jumped the shark when I decided to leap from "webbed hand" to "single point of consciousness with 360 degree vision" - like, what am I, a wizard!? My hunch is that my thinking that made them abort mission.

27 July 2020

Out of body experience - astral projection

When out of my body, thought the same thing again: Take me where I need to go, teach me what I need to know. We seemed to go through many walls and floors on the way - I kept my mouth shut and just went along with it. At some point I realized we arrived at my childhood home, where I grew up. We went there once before, more early on in these experiences, when the blonde woman said she wanted to talk to me about the "schedule" for my "classes". Last time we were downstairs. This time I was brought upstairs to my old bedroom. I was excited and said, This is my home!! The woman who was guiding me there said, "This is your second home." I interpreted that to mean it wasn't literally my house as it currently is in my hometown, but rather, it's a manifested "double" of my home, maybe so that I feel safe and it's familiar to me - so I will literally "feel at home" there. The woman and I sat on my bed, and I tried to ask smart questions that would get me information but would still be "on track". I asked something to the effect of, How can I best maximize my time here? And, Why am I here? What am I here to learn? That sort of thing. She started responding to me in German! I used to know a little German, and I caught some words here and there, but of course couldn't really understand. It's funny because I was just watching Raiders of the Lost Ark last night, so I think that was an influence. I asked her to translate, and she began speaking in English again. And of course wouldn't you know, I CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT SHE SAID! But she seemed to be telling me things about where we were, the layout of the facilities/buildings, etc. My "home double" seemed to be a place for me to go, and I got the sense that it was a part of some larger complex with a purpose, and things just *appeared* to me to take the shape and form of my old home and neighborhood. For example, She wanted me to look out my bedroom window to show me a bunch of children, an area where all the children were. This seemed important. I got clever and "willed" the shade, which was down, all the way up with my thoughts, and gesturing with my hands. Kinda proud of myself for that! We looked out the window across my backyard, and into the neighbor's adjoining backyard. In the adjoining backyard were all kinds of kids outside playing. I think I asked if they were actual children - like, are these physical children currently alive on earth? I can't remember what she said, altho I do think she answered me. Again, there was a reason those children were gathered and put there, and a reason she was showing me, but I can't remember. We went downstairs to the kitchen. A second woman was down there. I asked her, Where are we? She told me a big long strange word that began with an O or a U. Like it was the name of a city or something. I asked her where the city is located, and she said America. I laughed and said, No it's not! I asked if it was on another planet. And she said something like, Yes, on another planet shaped like America. She was probably just trying to shut me up and I think was getting a little ticked off about all my questions. I apologized to her if I frustrated her and resolved to go back to keeping my mouth shut. She handed me something that looked like a handbook, or guidebook - but shrunken. Like it was a micro-sized handbook. Honey I Shrunk The Handbook or something. It was small in the palm of my hand. I was like...why is this so small? I wondered how I was going to even read it! No idea what was in it. The first woman, who was upstairs with me, came down into the kitchen. As she walked by me, she seemed to pat me kindly on the back. But she didn't make direct contact with my back, it was as if I had something ON my back, like a backpack, and she patted the backpack and I felt it indirectly on my back through that. Someone had made me spaghetti, which was in a bowl on the kitchen counter. I was also very thirsty. There were plastic cups on another section of the counter. I asked for water. I mean, it was "my house" after all, so of course I should have just gone to the fridge. I found a water pitcher on the counter next to the fridge, so I picked it up with my energy arm. It seemed so heavy, I couldn't carry it! My arm sank down with it to the floor, as if it weighed 100 pounds. So, I somehow managed to "think" or "will" it to float/be very light, and then managed to successfully carry it over to where the cups were. I poured some water into a cup (sloppily) and started drinking - my mouth was very dry IRL, and that always translates over, either into APs or dreams. After I started trying to drink the water, I was back in my body.

And, pain, the sensation of "electrocution" perhaps in particular, not often discussed on AP boards but goes to what the ancients referred to as Kundalini. All of this is highly common to my own unique set of experience. We may be the rarity, but those of us who experience these things do tend to experience them both deeply, and a lot.

Very interesting, thank you! So, what you feel was kundalini for you, you experienced that as the sensation of electrocution while out of body? I think that's the gist of it that I got from reading your blog posts.

While I'm not totally sure what my experience was about, I do feel a lot more comfortable about it and confident that it was not "evil", and if it happens again, I'm going to have a stiff upper lip and let it happen.

So I will try to abbreviate my 3 hour response that got wiped last night...some ideas apparently are discouraged until a later time

Oh no, again?! It's my curse. Other people's technologies routinely hate me.

For example, look at your drive-thru window experience or the self-driving car experience. Both were your interpretations of the energetic quality of the experience but neither was entirely accurate. The message is still hidden within, but you have buried it to some degree within your singular interpretive context. Someone else may have constructed an entirely different narrative but with an equivalent message. Neat, huh?

This is a good point! All I have to go on is how things appear or manifest to me. Now that you put it like that, the first thing that spring to mind is that at the drive-thru window, waiting for the delicious french fries, I saw a long line of people form behind us. While out of body, all I thought was it must be really good food! But now, perhaps is conveying the message that whatever the pain was about, and I still don't know, it's a thing that people want.

I asked her about it and she said, "Oh yes, that's a fairly normal experience of balancing your energies." Blew me away...

So I realized that Years before I had not developed a new awareness of avoiding a nightmare; I had mistakenly avoided a healing experience. Again a very poignant example of how context is everything.

Very good to know - very shamanic, actually. In my own (rather long) shamanic initiation, I was dismembered, burned alive, pushed off a cliff, cannibalized, a participant in cannibalism, surgically operated on (with something new inserted), shapeshifted into various things, and had to cut out my own heart and eat it. Warm and fuzzy shamanism is not. Of course, all those experiences were visual, and perhaps mentally/emotionally gripping or unnerving, but no physical pain associated. I was never electrocuted, tho! Maybe if I had been, I would have been a little more cool about that happening while out of body!