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Something similar to this? 
http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=pyramid+home+images&qpvt=pyramid+home+images&FORM=IGRE#view=detail&id=BBD95D06761EE139434325B84225EF6EC786C39C&selectedIndex=1

ha! similar, but mine's sides are completely glass. no panes, no materials other than glass

A lone man wanders through the streets
From horns and lights his mind retreats
His thoughts are with the flowing streams
That each night occupy his dreams
The busy people looking down
Fingers typing, a slight frown
The smiling man might have no home
His spirit, though, is free to roam

personal herbs and cactus

lol'd at that

Kind of off-topic, but not really...

I've recently begun to build my dream home in my head. It's a giant pyramid on a large plot of land out in the middle of the woods near a river. The sides of the pyramid are made of high-tech glass, and I can change the shade with a remote control, from crystal-clear to completely opaque. There are no divisions of the rooms inside, just a huge room with different areas for different things. Even an open toilet and shower off in one corner. Huge bed in another, and maybe a giant hibachi grill right in the middle of the room. As I sleep on a clear night, I turn out all the lights and make the glass completely clear so I can't even see it, and I fall asleep under the billions of stars above, but completely protected.

Underground is a large meditation room, completely sound-proof.

With the same remote I mentioned before, I can sit in a lounge chair and move myself up to the apex of the pyramid, slightly above it, and sunbathe in the nude or meditate, as fits my mood. And of course there would be an area for my personal herbs and cactus.

Maybe he's right - you do need to be you. In order to overcome your anxiety, instead of trying to be "that guy" who is socially confident and relaxed, you need to accept who you are as a person, be that person unapologetically, and own it.

Maybe the "pure hate" you described is not necessarily truly hate on his end, but the emotion he knew you needed to take action. If he had shown you pure love while saying it, it wouldn't have had as severe of an impact on you, so he knew he had to affect you in this way.

Just some of my thoughts

2012 was one of the best years of my life, and 2013 will be THE best year of my life

My goals are: 1. self-employment; 2. move somewhere warm before next winter; 3. keep doing what I'm doing spiritually and self-development-wise

Happy 2013

You're still young at 22 years old. I will tell you that at 28, I'm infinitely more confident than I was at your age, and I care less what people think of me than I ever have in the past. It's very freeing to be comfortable with yourself and just be.

It didn't just happen though. You have to continually make a conscious effort to become a better man, to work on your social skills, and to be truthful to yourself. You're not happy that you have social anxiety. Admit it to yourself that you don't want to be this way, then work towards becoming more social and charismatic.

The only way to do this is to confront your fear. Push your limits, continually place yourself in uncomfortable situations in order to improve yourself, knowing it will suck, but doing it anyway. After a while, the situations in which you used to feel uncomfortable will feel normal, and one day, you'll look back on your past self and feel like a new man. A better man.

My great grandmother died when I was 3 or 4, and my mother was very, very close to her. The night after her death, as my mom was going to sleep, she wished and wished more than anything to know if her grandmother was okay. My mom said she woke up in the middle of the night and heard her grandmother's voice, clear as day, "Holly, don't worry, I'm doing fine. I love you."

My mom said it made her feel infinitely better.

I always dismissed it as a dream, but after the past few months of reading people's stories and reading all about AP, I'm sure it was real.

Side note: My mom said she looked at the clock and it was 3:53. Not sure if any of you believe in numerology or the number 11, but that time adds up to 11.

Once I become adept at AP, the first guy I want to speak with is my grandfather. By far the funniest man I've ever known. I wonder how the guy's doing in the NPR...

But Cody, one thing that struck me about my mom's story is that she had incredibly strong intent, backed by incredibly strong emotions that night she went to bed. I think it might help you if you really, really intend to speak with your deceased relatives, and encase that intent with strong emotions. I look forward to your stories once you're successful.

You could cook your brain out in the Arizona (USA) sun fixing a/c unites instead of working in a cubical under florsent light .    You do get these funny thoughts some times when its 120 f , but as they say its a dry heat .  Plz ignore me , I fryed my brain long ago .   desert rat 

That's true. A lot of people would love to have what I have, and I make it a point to remember and ponder that every single day. However, there's much more to be had, so that's what I want.

I remember someone saying a long time ago that the only thing that separates humans from animals is that we're never satisfied with what we have, and always strive for more. It's a blessing and a curse. Ideally, we would really, truly appreciate everything we have, but always strive for more.

Ah, one more week and I will escape my cubical...

Congrats! How are you escaping?

Very very happy with my life. I have a three year old that brings me so much joy and has taught me not to take life for granite. I like my job: I work at a pizzeria as the kitchen manager. It's really hard and I break my back working overtime every week but I love the restaurant business and  I want to fulfill my dream of moving to Portland, OR and finishing my degree in culinary management. There are so many wonderful things to experience in life. I am excited for my future and all the new places I will get to see but I am also content with just doing what I am doing now.

That's awesome, I'm happy for you.

As for kids...I'm not sure I want them. Without them, we can enjoy much more freedom, financially and time-wise, but every parent says it's the best thing he/she has ever done. On the other hand though, the men I know who decided not to have kids seem objectively happier and less stressed with their lives than the fathers I know. It's a tough one. I'm not sure I'll ever be ready to live first for my kid(s), second for myself. Fortunately, as a man, I have plenty of time to decide

P.S. Oregon is high on my list of places to visit. From the pictures I've seen, it looks like an absolutely beautiful place.

@ Chaki,
Its a good job you're movin' on. I heard they are putting a hamster wheel in soon to complete the mind control thing. Lol.

When I take a step back and look at the corporate world, I can't believe I've put up with it for so long (6 years). I just never really considered that there were a million legitimate alternatives, and just went with the flow.

What do you do for work? I understand if you don't want to answer.

It has been unseasonably warm here lately, but still cold enough to warrant a jacket.

I used to get depressed in the winter with the cold and the darkness, but ever since pursuing my spirituality and changing the way I think, I've been able to deal with it well. The way I see it, living through months of cold and darkness make me able to appreciate the nice weather on a much higher level

I've always wanted to visit Utah. The pictures I've seen are absolutely beautiful.

I wonder what you all do for a living, if you truly enjoy your lives, and if you have found true happiness.

I'm a very happy person, and I've had a very fortunate life so far (28 years). There's always room for improvement obviously, and the major one I'm focusing on is getting out of the corporate world and working for myself so I can have more freedom to pursue the things I want to pursue instead of spending 50 hours of every week commuting to and spending time in a cubicle under artificial light.

Do any of you live a life of abundance and freedom? If so, how, specifically?

I'll never forget a quote that was in a 7th grade teacher's room. I always try to live by it, although it's very difficult given the seemingly disgusting nature of some people:

"Never criticize your neighbor until you've walked a mile in his moccasins."

I also like:

The Dalai Lama, when asked what surprised him most about humanity, answered "Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived."

I also love thunderstorms...except when you're on the ocean. Then it can be a bit dangerous.

I love playing golf, fishing, hiking, camping, and just being outdoors. I've always been a big nature lover, and since I recently came across AP, everything I love about the outdoors has taken a bit of a different twist. Instead of just being in awe of the beauty of the world, I'm now also in awe of the way in which I perceive it, and how it may just be a crude copy of something even more profound. My love and apprectiaton of the physical world inspire me to work on being able to explore the non-physical, as I've heard and read that the experience is beyond words. I've had a taste, but nothing significant yet, although I'm making progress.

I also play billiards and am getting back into writing. I played classical flute throughout college and before, and was actually really good, but for some reason I stopped when I graduated in 2006. It's something I'll definitely be getting back into in the future.

I live in Connecticut currently, but have been feeling an urge to move back south to warmer weather. I grew up in Miami, FL, so the ocean and the beach and the palm trees are in my blood.

I have also just decided I will one day paint my whole body blue.

I was really looking forward to her returning some day. 
I would love to hear more of her Retrieval stories and share some of my own with her as well. I have read every post she made on the Astral Pulse and have thoroughly enjoyed all of her stories and replies.

Well you know...you can always share your stories anyway

I love reading about the experiences of the more skilled astral travelers. It's really good, seemingly imaginative fiction, except it's real.

aha - thank you!

I've been reading the archives of the different forum topics here for a while, and in the last 25 or so pages of this forum, a member named Ginny used to post a lot. Most of her posts were stories of retrievals she did, and I find them incredibly fascinating.

I'm wondering why she doesn't post here anymore, and if anyone has contact with her. Is she still "alive"?

Is there a website where she documented all of her retrievals and other experiences? Her stories are AWESOME.

Hi
KB,
Look through it, focus on 6 inch behind the image. It will just appear like the end of phasing when you jump into the scene. Its not that much different. Hold your focus on one spot and wait a few seconds.
At present your focus is infront of the image. It inverts the perspective.

All my life I've been able to see the images. I would just cross my eyes and it would appear...inverted. I've always thought that's what everyone else saw.

Then I read your post and focused past the image and instead of being inverted, it pops out! Unbelievable...never knew I was doing it wrong. I can see how being skilled with these images can help a lot with visualization. It takes practice to be able to see the image, then have the image in complete focus, and hold it there without "trying".

THANK YOU

Thanks for the replies.

Suzy I haven't tried the sound technique.

I actually projected last night for the 2nd time, from a lucid dream, which was pretty cool. I actually saw my body in my bed, although it was kind of a grotesque version, and I shook the body not knowing it was mine, and it was the weirdest sensation - as I shook the body, I felt the shaking in my legs. So I was both the shaker and the shakee lol. From there I woke up, but had sleep paralysis, and thanks to all I've read, I knew it would be easy to project from there, and I did. Crazy vibrations, traveling through electricity-lined tunnels, and finally reached my destination, which seemed to be a "lower realm" or something because it was kind of gross, pavement, apartment building, etc.

I'm thankful I read a lot about sleep paralysis because if I hadn't, I would have freaked out big time.

In the AP, I was asked to help someone get into his apartment. I was able to fly at will, easily, and controlled, and because I knew I was projecting, I don't know why I went along with the mundane task in that mundane environment instead of going off to explore other stuff.

Anyway, I'm excited, and I can't wait to get really good at projecting so I can do it at will and have even more control.

Hello! I'm a total noob, but have been reading the archives in this forum a lot lately. The past few months I've been reading self-development blogs and websites, one of which was www.stevepavlina.com, where I first read about astral projecting. He doesn't write much about it, but I did my own searches, and recently read Multidimensional Man by Jergen Ziewe. I'm gaining as much knowledge as possible currently as the subject interests me greatly.

Every day for a month or so I've been trying to AP, without much success. I've only done it once (that I remember of course), and it was unintentional, from a lucid dream to AP (I believe it was AP). I've copy/pasted my notes on the experience below, with minor changes to make it more readable.

I have a few questions for the vets...

1. Does this also sound to you like AP?
2. Do you believe that AP is easier when we've recently accomplished something in our lives, and that it's "given" to us as a reward?
3. I can easily achieve the state of my body being numb, hearing sounds and voices, seeing patterns, etc., within 15/20 mins of meditating, but I'm not quite sure what to do beyond that to project out of my body. I've tried focusing hard, tried not focusing at all and relaxing as much as possible while focusing only on my breathing, and several other things, but none seem to work for me. I know it's very individualistic, and I'll probably have to figure it out on my own (I'm so close!), but maybe someone can give me some advice that would help?
4. Not a question, but a big THANK YOU for this fantastic resource.


Below is my experience:

(lucid dream description - don't want to post because of personal nature and some nudity lol, but the cool part was flying around on a magic carpet, going wherever I intended to go)

"I forget some more specifics, but around this time I awoke from my lucid dream in a shed. When I opened my eyes, things looked very, very strange. I figured at this point I was astral projecting, and thanks to what I read, I knew not to get too excited so I wouldn't wake up. There was something on the slanted wall or ceiling that shouldn't have been there and that's what gave it away. I was in some kind of maintenance shed, and there was landscaping equipment.

On the right, there was some kind of chain device that led to the outside. I tried to work my way through it, but the chains were sharp, and I couldn't figure out how to get out. On the other side of the chain there was some kind of big lawnmower. I gave up on getting outside that way and looked down, seeing some kind of dirt on the ground that was packed tight, as if it just came out of the lawnmower attachment. For some reason it struck me as funny and I laughed at it, although it was just packed grass and dirt.

I walked to the other end of the shed and lifted the door, which was a garage door, from the bottom, and I was outside. I walked across a small path/road, on the other side of which was a very large field which sloped downwards and away from me. I remember all of this with foggy vision, although in my dream my vision was quite clear. There was green grass and trees and some kind of building off in the distance.

To my right was a truck-like vehicle, and it looked like there was someone in it. I felt weird looking over, so I didn't, and I also didn't move for a while. Finally, I walked across the road, looked into the truck, and saw a man, a child in the middle seat, and possibly someone else in the passenger seat. The front of the truck was white, and bubbled kind of like that big white character from the tire commercials (Good Year?). It didn't seem that strange. I looked at them after I crossed the road, waved them on, and they drove along the road past me. I remember their expression when looking at me was kind of confused, as if it was strange that I was there. They could see me, and perhaps they realized I was from another world or dimension, and they weren't used to seeing someone like me.

After they drove by, I focused my attention on the field in front of me. At this point I looked at the moon, which was hazy because of some cloud cover possibly. The moon was beautiful, but the most unbelievable thing was the star formations. I almost cried it was so beautiful. Think the big dipper, but more complex, different colors...I remember the colors purple and pink...and they were all pulsating and sparkling so brilliantly. It felt as if I were in a different galaxy. The moon was to my right, and there were 2 or 3 different star formations. I looked at them for a minute and said out loud how amazingly beautiful they were. I looked to the left and there were some more formations.

At this point I was completely conscious that I was not in the physical world, at least this one, so I decided to fly. I closed my eyes, focused my attention on levitating, and rose up slowly, about 50, 100 feet in the air. It was much tougher and required more concentration to fly while astral projecting than in my lucid dream, but I was able to do it.

As I reached my apex, I looked to the right toward the moon again, and I could see the ocean, which was black. The shore was a large community of white pueblo-type buildings with orange, clay shingles. It was a beautiful community, and I remember being in awe of the beauty, and saying it aloud again.

In front of me in the distance was another structure but I don't remember focusing on it, and I don't recall what it looked like, except I believe it was some kind of hotel-like structure. I believe to my left was forest.

While I was in the air, I decided to try to go to a different place by intending it. I closed my eyes, said to my guide, "Take me where I'm supposed to go," and with that, I felt a pulling on my feet, pulling downwards, into the earth (or whatever planet it was), floating downwards. I felt a bit uncomfortable being pulled downwards, but made myself trust it, and that I'd end up where I was supposed to be. I distinctly remember feeling like there were clasps around my legs, right above the ankles. The downwards floating was a very nice sensation.

At this point I started to lose it, and I actually woke up in my bed, in "real" life. I felt so relaxed, refreshed, and amazing. I felt the urge to thank someone for the experience. I thanked my guardian spirit. It was an absolutely amazing experience, and I can't wait to see what comes next.

The thought occurred that this experience was a reward for me for doing what I've been doing lately: becoming more conscious, and quitting drinking. I sent a long email to my girlfriend the night I had this experience, explaining myself with regard to not drinking, as it undoubtedly affects us both, and it seemed this experience was a reward for my openness and my strength and courage to quit.

As I lay in bed, I had a huge smile on my face, was thanking my guardian spirit, and felt so warm and relaxed and good. I decided to try to project again, but I had a few negative thoughts and was a bit worried about dark spirits. I came really close, but couldn't quite let myself go. There's a fine line between sleep and being in a state where you're able to project. I was actually able to come partially out of my body, but not completely. I started seeing light images of tunnels of electricity, and I knew I was close to projecting again, but was unable to completely relax myself. I felt strong tingling on my body, and had the beginnings of the loud vibrations I've read about."

Thanks for reading