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Woot!  I'm back again.... I'm getting tagged teamed in PSD..come check it out.

OK Nay, I just visited PSD for the first time ever, and all I can say is  :WTF:

That thread is just like a horrific wreck... I hate reading it, and yet... I just... can't... stop!  

Don't mind me, I'm just hanging out in the peanut gallery.  :popcorn2:

I'm here too!  Boy did I sleep late today... :sleepy:  Oh well, guess that is what Saturdays are for! :mrgreen:

Thanks for the information (and compliments *blush*).

All of what you said makes perfect sense and is very helpful--especially the part about using just the right amount of imagination to get the process going.  I know I need to work on that.

I also understand what you mean about being pulled so quickly into a scene and being taken by surprise.  It's great that you can slow it down and let yourself become more accustomed and acclimated to the change.  Sometimes I experience very quick, sudden shifts of consciousness (like the other day when I was suddenly jolted into sleep paralysis ), and it is very jarring.

When it comes to the images, my main problem is just getting excited and full of anticipation.  I need to calm down!  

It has never occured to me to ask for help before... it sounds like a good idea, and something I should be pretty good at!  I'll have to start doing that!

Hehe, it would be good to have a t-shirt that says "Sustain the Phase."  I could put it on whenever I practice... just as a reminder!  

[all about love]

Sure, I've definitely felt love during astral projections.  

Quite a few times, I've seen deceased loved ones: my fiance, my grandmother, my unborn son.  And recently I had an experience with what I consider an aspect of God in human form.  Not only did I feel pure emotional love--stronger and more palpable than I've ever felt while in the physical world--but I was able to feel them "physically" as well--they all had very solid, tangible bodies.  I could embrace them, kiss them.

I've been to some beautiful places that I've loved too... I've seen a beautiful, radiant silver and gold city and countryside that I could only imagine to be Heaven.  I've walked with my fiance in a charming old city.  I've been to Astal Pulse Island--I went inside the pyramid and found this corridor that had beautiful stained glass windows.

My experiences have helped me feel more love and appreciation overall--for the universe, for our planet, for God, for everyone around me (be they human, spirit, animal, or plant)... and for myself.

For me, astral projection is all about love.

:hearts:

[that one overlay]

Congrats on a lovely, lucid experience--and not getting all excited! :mrgreen:

:cheerleader:

F2/F3 overlays are always so peculiar--it's really great that you were able to recognize it for what it was and to shift fully to F3.  Hehe, I had that one overlay where I was really confused, thinking I was in F2, and all the F3 people around me thought I was nutso!

This is so wonderful and encouraging---I think we're all progressing! :dancing:

I really love your rundown--I need to create a special place like that for myself!    And I think the compass is a wonderful idea!  Sounds like a really nifty little tool!  

Of course the effect of 'wowing' knocks it right off..LoL.  [...snip...]  I just balk as soon as the shift starts to occur, so have been focusing on allowing a 25% perception, whilst still in the physical until I get fully used to seeing these things.

I too have a real problem with getting excited and bursting the bubble, so to speak... this is another major hurdle I'm going to have to get over, especially when it comes to being able to consciously phase--and more importantly, to sustain the phase! Could you talk a little more about that latter part--allowing a 25% perception?  

As for the town and the spying woman--it sounds like F3 to me!    It reminds me of a time when I was walking through a beautiful old city with my late fiance--it also had that beautiful late summer, late afternoon atmosphere.  I agree that an F2 character would be unlikely to behave as the lady you encountered did.

Thanks for the info, y'all!

Whew, I think this is going to be my first big hurdle to overcome.  But I'm sure it will be worth it!

I was doing my usual phasing practice today... relaxing, noticing.  And was able to do an especially good job of staying conscious.  I think I was able to stay conscious longer than usual today, because I experienced some pretty wild sensations I've not felt before.

I was having the normal pretty colors and snatches of images, along with the beginnings of a shift in consciousness.  This is normally where I either lose the trance or else fall asleep.

But today, I really felt the physical effects--including the infamous sleep paralysis!    I began to feel really funny... sort of tingly and really on edge, almost restless.  I was afraid I was going to be roused from the trance.  And then suddenly, my left leg jerked really hard, and then, just as suddenly--I felt like I was made of metal and my bed was a big magnet!  It was actually quite uncomfortable, especially in my head--I felt a very strong pressure on the top of my head--something with the crown chakra, maybe?  (The whole chakra phenomenon is quite new to me too.)

I couldn't move any part of my body.  My eyes, however, were going crazy--moving around, my eyelids fluttering--I really had to fight to keep them closed.  I saw faint starbursts, and there were colors and moving forms around the periphery of my sight.  It looked really darn freaky, and actually made me feel a bit sick.  :pale:  Finally, I just couldn't hold on any more.  I opened my eyes, and the paralysis faded pretty quickly.

Have any of you experienced things like this?  I don't know if it's "typical" or not.  This is the first time I have ever felt an onset of sleep paralysis--I've often experienced it upon waking, but never beforehand.  If I do have to experience this in the process of consciously projecting... it's going to take some serious getting used to!

[rocked]

J-pop makes me happy--I listen to it constantly!  :rolling:

I'm rather fond of both Ayumi and Puffy AmiYumi (who are a real band, by the way, and just happen to have their own cartoon ).  My favorite group will always be Shonen Knife (I saw them live last March, and they rocked), but I like a wide variety of newer and older artists... Do As Infinity, Misia, Shiina Ringo, Hitomi Yaida, Nanase Aikawa, Utada Hikaru, Nami Tamaki, L'Arc~en~Ciel, TM Revolution, Two-Mix, Malice Mizer, Namie Amuro, Dream, Morning Musume, Every Little Thing, etc., etc.... I could go on forever!

I especially love lots of the more "serious" artists such as Akino Arai, Yuki Kajiura, Yoko Kanno, Nobuo Uematsu, Joe Hisaishi...

Can you tell I'm a big anime and video game fan?!  

It's always nice to meet fellow J-pop fans!  

Ja ne ^_^

Hello and welcome!  I love Belgium!  

Hi Andali,

The forums have slowed down quite a lot.  I myself am just now coming out of a really inactive phase.  
I think it's starting to pick up a bit now.

Unfortunately, Frank has had some serious health problems for a while.  I don't know what, exactly; the mods haven't disclosed the details out of respect for confidentiality.  Anyway, we all really miss him (especially us phasing fans!) and have been trying to send some healing vibes to him.  

Welcome back--hope to hear from you more!  

[this post]

Well, unfortunately, we go against the will of God all the time.  We have free will, and the ability to choose our actions.  It is our nature to consider our own wills of primary importance, even if we know we should submit to God's will.  Sooner or later, God's will catched up with us.

On a more simple, practical level, my thinking is that nothing good can come from evil... and it seems to me that all of us here are always receiving good benefits from our pursuit and practice of AP.  I know I've only been helped by it, and even had some very religious experiences (for example, this post).  

Thank you everyone for your replies and your encouragement!

Fortunately, I am generally good at "shushing" my rational mind, so it's not bothering me too much.  It just pesters me sometimes.

I definitely have no doubt that the experience was real.  As I mentioned originally, I truly consider it a "divine encounter," and a deeply religious experience.  Like really being face to face with God.  Yes, even though it was a very feminine form--because unlike most fellow Christians, I've always thought of the Holy Spirit as the feminine aspect of the Triune God, ever since I was a child.  I mean really, a white dove... it isn't exactly a masculine symbol.

TVOS, thanks for sharing your stats and validations... I definitely want to try to keep better records.

Oh my gosh, I was just thinking about this earlier today, wondering if we could ever beat 95!  I'm definitely in!

Hm, I generally check in several times a day... especially on weekends!  I think any time would work for me, but I know we've got members all around the globe.  I'm Central time, 5 hours behind Greenwich.

I hope we can make it work!

It truly was the most beautiful place--I definitely want to go back there too!

The thing that got me most was the smell of honeysuckle... and how it made me feel like the innocent child who used to pick the buds off the vine and suck out the nectar.

And also the lighting--the quality of being dark and light at the same time... It reminded me of when I lived in Florida, and I used to go on walks with some friends in a wooded area at night.  Approaching the woods, they looked so dark and foreboding... solid black.  But once inside, there was always a strange light about it... we could easily see where were walking, even if there wasn't a full moon.  This garden had the same kind of quality.  A very magical atmosphere!

[did]

It was indeed incredible and awesome, especially looking back on it... now I think about it, and I'm all  But at the time, I wasn't too shocked.  Amazed, but not shocked.

Today, the ol' rational mind has started its cross-examination of the event.  Trying to tell me it was a dream, a product of my imagination.  I know it was no such thing.  So, my mind is bickering with itself (I hate when this happens!).

But I guess the most important thing is that the experience did give me hope and comfort.  I still feel it today.  It also tremendously reaffirmed everything I know and love about God.  These are things that can't be rationalized away!

OK, this is pretty far-out, and I've been debating all day whether to post it here, because of the decidedly religious undertones.  All I can say is, it was realer than real for me--both the experience and the consequences.  This was not some F2 whimsy.  If nothing else, I'm posting it for my own benefit, since the act of writing helps preserve things.

The last days have been pretty rough, emotionally.  Last night was especially difficult.  I was really depressed and feeling a great deal of despair.  I cried myself to sleep, and it was a rather tremulous, stormy sea kind of sleep.  But after about an hour of tossing and turning, a great, heavy quiet came over me.  Not heavy as in crushing, but rather heavy in the way velvet is heavy.

I "awoke" to find myself sitting alone in a moonlit garden (or at least, it looked moonlit--I didn't actually see a moon). There were lush trees and vines and flowers, and a stream with a small, pleasantly trickling waterfall. I was sitting on a low stone wall covered in soft moss, near the waterfall. The whole place was both dark and bright at the same time, and smelled very sweet.  Honeysuckle... it reminded me of my childhood.  I sat taking this gorgeous place in... it was very sensual!

I heard a soft rustling sound, and I looked up to see a beautiful, tall woman with very long hair. Her hair looked white, or silver. She was dressed in a luminous white gown, and was wearing a white diadem--it looked like alabaster, very white and glistening.  The front of the diadem was carved into the shape of a bird with outstretched wings. This lady radiated a very bright white light--but it didn't hurt my eyes. I've never seen or imagined anyone like her, mortal or spirit!  Words don't do her justice!  

She walked slowly toward me, and she sat down on the wall beside me.  She leaned over me, gazing into my eyes... I think her eyes were grey... or violet? It was hard to tell, the light from within her was so dazzling. She spoke, and her voice sounded... like wind.  But to me it formed words I could understand.  She said, "Do you know me?"

I didn't think about anything, but said automatically, and as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world, "Yes. You're the Spirit of God. The Holy Spirit. Wisdom, peace... many things."

She nodded her head and said, "Yes, I am the Spirit, and bestow many gifts. What I want you to remember most right now is that I am hope. Hope enough for the entire world. And because I am immortal, there is something you can always be certain of, even in your darkest times..."

She paused, apparently wanting me to pay very close attention. "And what is that," I asked.

Her eyes probed into mine, and I felt a great warmth inside the center of my body.  "That there is always hope, and always will be."

I took this in, I nodded my head.  But instead of feeling consoled, I wanted to break down and cry.  I held my face in my hands and tried to hold my sobs in.  

I felt her lean closer to me and hold my shoulders in her hands.  "You cannot hide things from me... why are you weeping?"

I said, "Because despair is the gravest sin against you.  And I'm sorry!"

"My dearest," she replied, "there is always a cure, even for the gravest sin.  You only have to accept the cure, take it to heart, and all will be mended and forgiven."  

Her arms embraced me, and mine embraced her.  Warmth permeated me, and all I could see was the white light.  I heard her wind-like whisper.  "Remember me.  Remember to keep hope in your heart."

Slowly, the light and the warmth faded, and I awoke in my bed. My room seemed strangely dark and cold. I looked around, disoriented, and slowly my eyes adjusted.  But I was very exhausted, and finally, I fell into a deep, peaceful, secure sleep.  In the morning, I awoke with much higher spirits.  I remembered everything so clearly... I still do.  This is something I always want to stay with me.

In my experiences, I've usually had a body that (as far as I can tell) looks and feels just like my physical body.  

One time, I was totally disembodied--that freaked me out big time!    But then, toward the end, I was inside someone else's seemingly physical body--and that was even freakier, let me tell you!

I can still see them.

Thanks for making this fresh thread!  I love your pics, hehe!  Especially the ones of you and your wife--you're a lovely couple!  Aw, you had a Christmas wedding--how beautiful!  

Well, I'll repost my pics, in case they got lost in the old thread.

Me sometime last month:



Me and my dear Patrick (my late fiance) on August 8, 2004 (our 1st anniversary of when we began dating).

I couldn't agree with you more, Nick.  It's pathetic.  *sigh*

...if you spell "serious" like "Sirius."  

Yikes, I don't know what to say. :nervous:  Coming from a family of psychics myself (although not being one of them), I admit I'm not too quick to discount premonitions.

I certainly hope it doesn't come true, but unfortunately, such a scenario is only all too possible, just about anywhere in the world these days.  

Hopefully, all will be well, though!  :pray:

Thanks! Hehe, yeah, it was pretty hasty.

As for having a baby, unfortunately, I won't be having one with Patrick... he's already gone to the afterlife.  (Sorry, I thought everyone knew my story!)  But... maybe I'll still have a child someday.

Who knows what little miracles are around the corner?