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I'm a little embarrassed to share this but I haven't read the entirety of switching from physical to np thread and I think this entry has a lot to do with it. I also am finally beginning to realize a distinction between mental creation and forceful chest exertions as I remember most everyone's comment to observe more. I'm logging now because, while I may still have another opportunity to project- I also have to wake up soon for work.

I was having trouble sleeping which I saw as the perfect chance to project. Switched from trying to lay on either side to laying on my back with one arm positioned behind my head. The sensations came on quickly and I heard someone say my name one or two times as I was entering the NP state. Earlier in the day my meditation group had the intention of being visited by a teacher called Monjoronson. This didn't quite happen for me, instead I saw a dark blue light and thought of it as a tall blue crystal because one of our members in the group has experiences with crystals. I told my self he'd definitely contact one of our members and that I might still have an opportunity to meet him in my dreams.
So, without trying, when the opportunity to project presented itself I telegraphed telepathically for Monjoronson. Almost instantly a very tall and blue figure(like an energetic form of a person) appeared in my mental landscape. Broad and bold- much larger than myself. I thought this was him. I grabbed his hand and tried to pull my self out from my body. I couldn't get out. It was like I was stuck up against a wall rendering it impossible to be pulled beyond. I spent some time here trying to get past this energetic wall. I'm not sure what happened to Monjoronson... Then I heard my Mother walking up and whispering something from behind my door. In a paralyzed state I tried to respond to her. I remember feeling the raspiness in my voice as I struggled to speak. She was asking me to do something, but I was so obsessed with this in between state that I tried to tell her no thank you which took multiple attempts to force from out my lungs. Something happened here... Instantly I realized or... I was being shown, none of that was real. Where I had imagined the scene taking place was replaced by a static, fading green light. I wonder if Monjoronson was helping me understand, what everyone here has been trying to help me understand... That is the distinction between using my will to exert a disconnect from this idea of my physical self versus witnessing the mental creation which somehow felt more real because I thought I had no control of what was happening.

When I woke up I thought it was surely 6AM. I went to use the restroom, looked out the window and noticed it was still rather dark. I came back to look at the time and record this in a journal(hand written notation this time) and it was 3:57AM. For that reason I quickly jotted things down and tried to project again... This time, I said, I am going to simply observe. The intention of the meditation group was to ask Monjoronson for a clear example of how we could better serve in ushering an era of Light & Life. I've never made the attempt to speak with this guide before today. A part of me has a hard time connecting with him on a personal level. Considering all things I am ready to put any disbelief aside and try to establish contact/communication. Whatever happens, I need to let the mental landscape show me versus trying so hard to exert will. Still, I thought, I'd need to telegraph that I am asking for instruction/guidance.  

Well, I couldn't get back in it. My mind kept thinking about what just happened and comparing the prospect of having to go to work soon to a desire to write/work this out before the day starts. 4:22AM and I was too restless to slip back in it the NP. I did try forcing a quicker in between state by once again propping my arm behind my head, which seemed to help bring on the onset of a resting body. Slower, quieter and deeper breathing. A relaxed face and a welcoming of the surrender. So I have some idea's of how to slip in this in between state faster.

I wonder who is it that says my name in the beginning of these experiences? Another thought is that I am already in the NP state when that happens, and my mistake is in trying to further project by creating the idea of my body and then creating the idea of separating from it. So there needs to be a shift in consciousness as I become aware of this state. The other thing, which has something to do with the thread I should be reading more of right now... Is in wondering how to remain conscious once the dream/unconscious mind starts to take over. Once I am in this state I seem to have a difficult time in creating something of my own fruition. Or is it that my subconscious mind is still my creation?

Still curious to me is the presence of Monjoronson, and how he somehow went from a distinct form to being an unseen guide illustrating the differences between my attempt to take his hand and exit the body versus creating a life like scenario of my Mother walking up to the bedroom door and trying to communicate from behind it. She was saying something like I need to get up and move about or do something I can't remember(it felt so very real). I believe seeing the fading green light and being woken up from this state had something to do with the guide and in helping me understand what just happened was in fact a mental simulation.

I just tried laying down on the recliner. From conscious thought to unconscious imagery, these states played out in waves. I think I just needed more time, with each attempt to anchor conscious awareness- the heavier the arms would get, the more vivid the unconscious imagery would become. I must say, I don't know what produces the unconscious images. I just realized Lumaza posted. I will need to read this thread more thoroughly. One thought is a feeling like I must develop concentration. Thanks again for everyone's contributions!

Hi! Thanks for the experiment and food for thought. 

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That's awesome Grumpy.

Thank you guys, I will try to be more observant.

Well, thank you all for the wonderful suggestions. Yes, I think we are our harshest critics- growing up has always been a 110%/extreme in any direction, even if it meant regression or self inflicted harm. I have felt the wonder of a gentle and open attitude, and I have felt the Beloved we call Spirit- and in being absorbed in this idea of my self, this immediate"personality/incarnation" do I create a distance from what is otherwise an always open and loving attitude with all of life. I do need to slow down and be grateful for everything. So thank you for the reminder, all. And for the positive affirmation. I have always been drawn towards mystics and alchemist and the insights you share with me are in line with this way of life.

Grumpy, you mentioned not "trying" to get out. Yes, I am almost always exerting force/will in the in-between, pushing or pulling in an attempt to see the energetic limbs detach from the denser form. With the holidays and the increased hours in work, I have opted to give this week a rest. Who knows, I may still be visited by an opportunity. I can tell you I still try to go to sleep now and just observe, which is a fond experience in its own. I am so grateful to have this community, being here among each of you has alleviated a good portion of my fear. And seeing as this is a space I am allowed to share my NP experiences I am going share two from my recent past. My reason for it is, if anyone is interested, that I might get further idea's as to what I am experiencing- and if it is for my self well, I am using this journal as a way to contemplate and express...

This one was different from the usual OBE in that, instead of energetic limbs I witnessed an orb of light which I've since called a miracle orb. I was meditating and ended up laying on my back. I archived this because, well.. See for your self:

i fell asleep at 7:00PM last night. I woke up at 9:00PM to use the restroom. upon falling back asleep something happened...
i was beginning to detach from my body. there were no more thoughts and from a different point of view, in a gray room, all that was visible was a very large and very bright, shining white light. there was no noise coming from this radiating orb. the only noise i heard was the breathing of my body. this giant mass was moving very slowly down towards my body. my breathing was increasing, becoming louder or more apparent. then the orb sank into my chest and upon contact my breath had immediately synchronized with this light. once it touched my body i was flooded with a sensation and chills ran along up and down my spine as my breath carried everything through out my entire body. the feeling here, words can not/should not satisfy... but it was a bliss beyond what i've experienced in a long time. today i intuited the word union. this all happened so quickly(at least, that's what i thought) and once the orb sank into my being i tried to astral project. well as soon as i pulled my ethereal form out of my body i was slammed down back into it by a very heavy weight. i'm not sure but i think, once i began to witness my ethereal form and think more of an, "astral body" noticing a second presence against the orb may have caused some form of doubt which brought a halt to my experience. it could have been because i was beginning to think again as well... who is to say... i woke up so energized though i was ready to stretch and meditate- not tired at all. all of this happened in what felt like a couple minutes or less... well i looked at the clock and it was 10:33PM.

This moment happened July 25th 2018.

Sorry for any poor grammar. Why am I sharing this? GrumpyRabbit mentioned not trying to project but having a wild experience either way. This is the same. I wonder, is this orb actually a raw version of my NP self? However, I had prayed earlier to God for healing and this was the experience that followed. Is this God? It is why I call it a miracle orb. Is anyone here familiar with the 1111 phenomenon? While I don't have specific answer, what I have come to understand is that Spirit is Alive. Life IS. I am one that has been fearful of death and through out my life have experienced, "other side" moments which may be Spirits way in providing answers. I can't say, but the 1111 phenomenon I see as an intelligent force able to manipulate reality in order to acknowledge your innermost thoughts. Or, better coined, consciousness. It goes beyond, "looking for" and "creating something out of nothing" while it may just be that- creation- there are moments that I could not possibly orchestrate without the assistance of a much larger force- larger than the recognition of ones immediate incarnation/shorter lifespan. My other thought is... In my confusion, I tried to project once union was made which ended my experience. I ask if this was a form of my self and maybe I was observing the tail end of the healing experience. In this particular example, trying to exert "my" Will ended up conflicting with the actual NP moment.

There's so much, why would we see our selves as an orb in one instance and as an energetic outline in another? Sometimes we don't see ourselves at all. The second experience I am interested in sharing and gathering additional insight is my most conscious shared astral body experience with a girl named Abigail- very similar to what Nameless shared in her journal. This took place in 2019. I will share it another time. It's a lot and I am just excited. This NP space, the levels of observation, the similarities and the uniqueness. The fine line between subconscious creation and something more. I am feeling the wonder.  

Small success. Small failure. 

I woke up at 5:10 and the entire house decided to wake up too. Dogs, family...  Couldn't get back to sleep until after 6AM. I watched the colors behind my eyelids move about until I started losing patience and turned to my side to fall asleep. To my surprise, the opportunity still came! The honing in/pushing out, all from sleeping on my right side. My intention was similar to what you said, EV, that I wanted to learn something. With this in mind I heard what sounded like a woman walking in high heels and suddenly I felt transported to a classroom. I could hear her voice and my presence was noticed to the extent that she sighed in disappointment, like I was late to something, and then proceeded with her lecture. I can't remember much details past this, she gave me an acronym which somehow related to astral projection. I wonder if this is because I am reading a lot of acronyms around the forum  Oh, And the name of a location, Jordan- was the last bit of information I retrieved before it was over. I made the mistake of not writing this down right away. I remember telling myself, "this is an easy thing to remember." I kept repeating it over and over. When I woke up, I thought, I don't want to miss another opportunity. The experience did not last long so rather than write down or research this acronym I tried experiencing another AP which ended up turning into a wild dream about my family.

I think I am going to try to set my alarm a little earlier tomorrow. Another thing is I had the hardest time setting an intention, I wonder if I can just have an experience without one.

Thanks so much EV!

Two really good idea's that I am looking forward to trying first thing tomorrow!
-Wake up at 5AM(I think this will work best)
-Lay on back and prop head up with an extra pillow(I noticed it is easier to slip into rest and keep the mind alert a bit propped up like that. Otherwise I am tempted to turn to my side and surrender to slumber )

When I would experience sleep paralysis in my youth, all it took was getting up to use the restroom and later- drinking some water.

Kind regards!

I haven't had much luck with the 3AM experiment. The idea was, if I wake myself up at 3AM and try to go back to sleep I can catch the opportunity for projection. What has ended up happening so far, is that my mind is to alert and I can't make the disconnect from body with mind. Looking back at my earlier projections, I actually have better luck with experiencing this shift in awareness from 4AM-5AM. I think I will try 4AM next but must give my self some rest. Between two jobs and waking up at 3AM to pursue personal interest well, I am more tired than anything.  What is interesting to me, is that I could not just fall back asleep. Maybe my excitement was keeping me up. I tried to observe and sit still, but the mind was keeping the body awake too. Eventually I felt the need to turn to my side and quietly surrender back to slumber... In doing so, I've no memory of actually falling asleep. There were some interesting dreams, I would meet friends I know in this waking life and they would show me their thoughts or attitudes/feelings towards any particular matter. I tried to confirm one dream with a friend and she was surprised. The dream dealt with her, or someone, showing me a new office space and after sharing this with her she acknowledged her work place is expanding and they're moving into a new office. 

That is an awesome experience. Thank you for sharing. I am experimenting with a 3AM-4AM window.

Ha! I still have that drawing somewhere in my belongings.  Funny because when I look at it now, I can see it with fresh eyes and think, why the snake?  And why did I write volume I,  I could have just as easily chose volume IV.  Interesting.

Hi Nay, I went back and saw the doodle you're describing. It's lovely. I feel the snake is an extension of the background, like a type of synergy. The artwork here is impressive.

I didn't want to start a separate journal but I did really want to share these dreams. The journal I am sharing was written in 2010, I'm just going to copy and paste. I will add to this thread a little later because I had a dream later in life that goes with this and I am really excited to show you the connection to Al'Khidr aka the green man and how my material reality would be manipulated in order to lead me to discover this connection 10 years later. The color green and the picture of Al'Khidr really brought it all together. I am also curious if anyone has an interpretation of their own they'd be willing to share. Lastly, I believe during this "initiation" I had some unregulated access to manipulate and move about in the astral realm that I don't have today. It was kind of like a glimpse of things I'd be experiencing in smaller dosages later in life and I think the giant hand ripping me out from my experience had something to do with this.

So here they are, slightly altered over the years as an attempt to correct my poor grammar and other inconsistencies 

   
3 dreams that have lead down a spiritual path
« on: Feb 21, 2010 07:30 am »
in 2008 i've had three dreams that have really caused me to look within- i will never forget them and felt like sharing
they happened back to back- 1 dream and then 2 dreams the next night
i will save the 1 dream for last

the first dream(of the 2 dreams) takes place in africa, somewhere amongst a shoreline. i remember, "floating" from one set of eyes to another- watching through other people- having an awareness that i am not this person. it starts with someone who is trying to teach the group a tribal dance. we were told that the dance was very important and must do as he does. once i began to dance- i warp to another set of eyes.
i am now standing on the shoreline with a group of, "watchers." we were told to keep a look out for any intruders. i spotted someone- in the distance, slowly it came from out of the waters. i say it because i could not see who it was- there was no definite detail, only a person covered in seaweed. after this i warp yet again to a different location, this time i am alone. a women is in the distance walking towards me. she is cut and bleeding- she fell into my arms and began speaking. i do not speak any other language but i am sure we spoke french to one another. i began asking her questions in french- as soon as she started responding- something very hard to explain happened. this feeling of- being pulled out from the middle of what i was doing. i am no longer in africa. it was as if i was being stared down upon- i could hear faint chanting. after regaining full awareness from being, "pulled" i noticed what looked like natives circled around me. once i made eye contact the chanting stopped. they were masked- either with the skull of an animal- or shadow covering their face- but i could still feel their eyes on me. there was a long moment of silence- and then, they were gone. nothing was left but the silhouette of a dead tree(many branches and no leaf's) a few crows, and an orange sky. behind the tree was a rainbow with colors ranging from purple, blue, and green. the orange was glowing- giving an ambient feeling- after this i woke up.(so its a bit choppy... but this is what i recall after 2 years heh)

in the next dream... i don't know where i was- or how i got there, but i was sitting down. there were people around me- making me feel as comfortable as possible- the thing is, i had no idea who anyone was. one of the men in the group came over and pulled me aside to talk. after wrapping his arm around me he says, "isn't it obvious eric? you're dead."
i didn't know what to think- but for a minute, i was shown my family- they were still alive and mourning. it was a very sad, heavy feeling- but the person with me helped me get through this- helped me understand. i do not remember how, but after some time had passed the scenery changed and the feeling of being sad was gone. now, the same man was teaching me things that might seem impossible while back on the material world. he was explaining to me, somehow- i wish i could remember the description- how physical objects have little meaning that i'd come to understand. for example, he had me turn something into a green towel. after this he tells me we can go anywhere as long as one focuses hard enough.
in an instant, i am in japan- i am in a building. i am in an elevator and hit 46- after going up all the way to my destination- i remember the elevator doors opening and walking out to a glass window. i took a glance out only to see everything covered in a massive, powerful green ocean. the building i was on was the only thing visible within the ocean- after this, i woke up.


during this time i'd been experiencing some sleep paralysis and tried to use that to induce out of bodies... in this last dream i think i had a mixture of lucid dream/sleep paralysis

it starts with being on stage- but, with the snap of a finger- i am pulled out and am somewhere else. i am in a small wooden boat in the middle of an ocean. there is a person sitting across from me and an old man in the back with his arm wrapped around a cannon. the man tells us to look for it... to look in the sky and point it out. i remember looking up and pointing at a star- the old man smiled and fired the cannon- next thing i know, i am being shot out of the cannon- no longer do i see myself as a human being but a geometrical shape. i am a green arrow- the person whom sat across from me was also fired out of the cannon- i don't remember his/her shape... but i remember the color, red. it was almost like a race at first- we were racing higher and higher in the sky- shooting through clouds. who i was- mentally, was contained within the object- my thoughts, my being- i remember communicating with the other object despite not having lips to talk. we were talking about energy... i don't remember what we said- but something said accelerated the rate i was going. i started moving faster and faster- going past the clouds and into space. at this point i'm not talking to anyone- i can hardly contain myself due to the speed i'm going. things become overwhelming- the stars become a blur- i kept going deeper and deeper into space- i could not hold the speed- something was about to happen and soon- another rush of being overwhelmed and then- i explode. at this point, i'm no longer looking at stars but other geometrical shapes. there were tiny particles and objects swaying up and down in one motion- inhaling.. exhaling- they moved together this way. the color contained in the arrow reaches out and covers everything in sight. all the objects around me, the particles- are draped in green. after this- that same feeling of being pulled out from what i was doing, as mentioned in the first dream, happens again. a bit rough, it feels as if i am being slammed down onto a table- i remember watching images of who knows what flash before my eyes. its like someone trying to hide a subliminal message by sliding in a quick image over a steady image. it was that, "quick image" different things flashing before me(it's hard to explain... that's the best i could do) again, i feel overwhelmed. i feel my eyes twitch and i notice i am laying in my bed but can not move. i must be experiencing sleep paralysis(is what i think) but how am i still dreaming and able to recognize my body?(my body was laying in a very weird position in the bed- as if i might have been tossing and turning all night)... there i am, unable to move feeling overwhelmed- the dream i had begins to fade but something in my chest sends waves of uneasy impulses to the brain. i begin to think i'm having a heart-attack. i can't move- i felt trapped- as if all i could do was lay there and watch my body die. not to shortly after i am free and able to sit up. i began to cry and ended up skipping class that day feeling very impacted by this dream...

between the dreams, sleep paralysis, OBE's/astral projection and the 11:11 prompts- it was around this time my journey inward really took a dominant role in my life

I read somewhere here about simply observing. I drank a little alcohol yesterday evening which caused me to wake up in the middle of the night. I was awake from 1:15-4:00AM. At 4 I decided to go back to sleep laying on my back. I reminded myself I can talk telepathically in this state. I also decided that I would simply observe the images behind my eyelids, the sensations in my body and the thoughts that would enter my mind. Usually, to sleep, I notice a conversation in the mind takes a life of its own before falling into a dream and entering sleep. This time I tried to look at which thoughts my mind would entertain, let them go and see what would come back. Last nights efforts took longer than normal. I think if I am physically tired from the day, it is easier to enter the hypnagogic state. So last night was a lot of observing, I noticed the heavy sensation in my limbs- a few muscle twitches here and there. I played with this heavier state because it would seem I was dancing along some threshold like there was a particular pitch I could meet. It was meeting this sensation of surrender and, as best I can describe, burst of deep relaxation would send my body into a deeper state and send chills along my spine. I think this is where I would normally enter into a projection, and usually the ringing in the ear is heard here too. I think this time the alcohol interfered with my conscious state which is why my mind would not settle in the previous, familiar setting which would allow for a more elaborate astral experience.

After playing with this crossing over sensation I went back to observing the images behind my eyelids and listening for any sounds. Two things happened here. I began to notice the image of a man on the left hand viewing screen of this, "astral vision." I distinctly remember a priestly collar and the feeling was, he was leaned up against a wall. He might have been resting, he may have been distraught. The priest collar, black with the white square in the middle, really stood out to me and his emotional state seemed tired or maybe a little drained. He was resting. I tried saying hello to him but there was no response. I must have slipped into sleep as I have no recollection past this.

A little later I woke up to turn to my side and had a second attempt. The same creeping sensations were observed and this time, instead of waiting to hear something I tried to project telepathically. I still found myself using actual words but it was coupled with an acute impression which was more of a direction, visually speaking it was like pushing a cone of narrowing energy out from ones forehead with the word hello at the tip and behind the force. To my surprise, a raspy frog like voice responded "hello." I fell into a dream but remember recalling this experience even in the dream itself. Guess I was excited to share it here. 

As a side note, I think I am ready to get back on a semi-disciplined routine. I may experiment and wake my self up at 3AM just to fall back asleep for the opportunity to project.

Wow Grumpy I just read through some of your experiences from August 31st. That's a lot to recall in one night. I had learned in school that we average 8 dreams a night, most people I talk to have a hard time remembering 1. I will have to go through some of these again. It's nice having something to read. 

  That's funny.

I am of the belief that one's attitude makes up a majority of their reality. It could be that todays events are viewed by one as either opportunistic or even harmonious. May be someone right now is experiencing heaven on earth. 

Awesome! Have you ever exchanged contact info with someone in the astral before?

thank you for the warm welcome. i am enjoying reading everyone's contributions through out the forum.

my name's eric, i am 32 and live in the united states of america, texas. i have always had an interest in my dreams. i still remember my first prominent childhood dream. i have also had an interest in the unknown or, "the other side." i remember, as a child, trying to go to sleep alone in my room and suddenly feeling a presence with me. something got close enough to whisper, "eric" in my ear. i remember feeling the entities breath. i was terrified, turned on all the lights and jumped back to bed pulling the sheets over my head. i think it was then i turned off whatever ability i might of had. there were a few other instances in my early years, but nothing quite as clear. i had a conscious out of body experience in my youth- i was laying in the back of my dads car as he was driving us home- staring out towards the clouds i began to drift away from my body. it was a blissful experience.
through out my life i've experienced phantom scents and phantom touch and during my disciplined years i began to see streaks of light and translucent misshaped orbs of colour over people and animals. i've had dreams of aliens and angels. at one point i thought i was a fallen angel. i've also a fond memory of a pack of celestial wolves. in high school i was totally absorbed again with my dreams. by the time i got to college, i started to experience sleep paralysis. in 2008 i have had 3 very prominent dreams that have reignited an interest and have lead me down very interesting avenues. it was in a dream i learned the word sufi which would also connect with the initiation dream from before but the connection wouldn't be made until 10 years later.
before knowing lemurian was a thing, i met a friend from work. on my ride home, thinking- "who is this person" i remember saying, "he is lemurian." i was so uncertain about the word i had to research it, besides my shock to find it actually meant something i also believe it is an accurate assessment.
i am fascinated by all of this and synchronicity- it is mind blowing to me, how consciousness will acknowledge the little i in any given moment and even manipulate the material world to do so. it isn't just numbers or license plates, it can be anything. i believe i have had a meaningful conversation with a spider once. i have had a crushed rose manifest in order to acknowledge me- a white peacock was lost in our neighborhood on easter day. the kids in our neighborhood were so intrigued. i have always had a fear and fascination/sadness with death. i believe for this reason, the green man aka the peacock angel is the one to have initiated me. i haven't been able to share with to many people. it is why i am here and putting it all out here. i have always had an interest in writing and have been to a couple of forums. there's so much more, so much more. i suppose this is a start. i am tired and find i have two or three different writing styles. i was let go from work because we were affected by covid19. i am in between jobs, currently working two part time gigs. i will say as a kid i thought it was matter of fact that there were 9 earth like planets and have had a memory of a, "future" life of leaving the planet earth. i also believe to have a memory of existing in darkness without form which might have been the womb.
that's all for now... thanks again for the warm welcome. now you know a little bit more about me and my interest.
on a separate note i do enjoy hearthstone, if anyone plays let me know- we can connect in other ways. 
kind regards... <3
eric aka tides

I am very rarely my Earth person in dreams, lucid dreams, projections, OBEs... I am almost always merged in the consciousness field of another entity/url].

Thank you for that fascinating read.

And thank you all for the updated replies to this thread.

Thanks so much for the welcome and the advice. Of course, when my confidence to explore the unknown is at an all time high the opportunity does not present itself. I wonder if anyone here can enter this state at will? That's where I'd like to end up with this.

Hi GrumpyRabbit!

You know, I never tried it- but had a dream of sharing telepathically. Thank you for the tip and the welcome! I hope to try it next opportunity. I will have to remind myself each night I fall asleep, to make the effort to speak telepathically. It makes sense, because they(the entities speaking to me) feel a lot closer than what someone would when talking here, the 3D time-space/immediate incarnation. If I could make the realization that I don't have to walk or open doors, why not make the realization to speak telepathically?

The zeroing in effect I can best define as the threshold for crossing over. With sleep paralysis, I recognize my mind is observing the body enter rest or "standby" mode. The creeping sensation, usually starts at the feet, it is deep rest and climbs its way up the body. At the same time, there is a conscious rising effect that is sometimes accompanied by a toning or metal whirring(usually my left ear). These sounds were experienced in my earlier years. This zeroing in effect allows me to attempt an O.B.E. It's a simultaneous feeling of withdrawing and rising/pushing out. When the two forces meet, I am able to attempt a projection.

Personal side note... As for the fear, I believe I will have to place faith in God that I will be okay and continue on. Easier said than done.
Interesting to think of... Who are these voices? Observation: With last nights experience a flash of light was as if the voice speaking to me was entering whatever field we were in to do so. The light was the indication of someone arriving.

...Further observation... When I was first writing this journal entry, as if to acknowledge my thoughts- there were chills running up and down my spine. Intuitively, this felt like the presence who wished to engage in conversation. It happened right as I began thinking of this entity. Perhaps this is a telepathic link you are mentioning Grumpy.

Small update, I was feeling too vulnerable to proceed.  I am determined to try again.

Hi Lumaza!

Thank you for your reply. Very interesting. 

Well, I had just written everything out and before submitting tried taking down my ad-blocker which completely erased my post. I will try again...

Hello(again). I hope it's okay to share a journal here. I am so excited and eager to share I don't know where to start! From alien experiences, divine assistance, mysterious ghost and pet interactions- so many wild entries and painstaking observations... But to keep it focused and simple I will start with tonight's experience.

12/8/2020 12:20AM.
I had just used the restroom and tried to fall asleep on my back. I was quickly met with a zeroing in effect and a flash of light. I heard and felt someone talk to me. I could not make out the words, it was muffled gibberish. Still, I tried to reply to this voice. "I hear you." Nothing... This zeroing in effect, and the presence that accompanied it left me feeling vulnerable and struck with fear. Irregardless, I attempted to proceed in pushing my self out of body. It was a success! Starting with my head, I was able to detach from my body. I could not see, my room was darker than usual with the exception of a thin streak of light in the upper right hand corner of my vision. Other than that my room was... faint vibrating outlines. I was a little dizzy and to try and counter this tilting sensation I tried to push my self out further, it was a quick movement up and out followed by a twirl around. I was so intrigued by these movements that I woke up. It took writing this out to calm my nerves from the fear that had struck me earlier.

Points of interest...
I read some of the FAQ's earlier tonight and remember coming across not being able to see once projected- I found it interesting that tonight would relay a similar experience. I have seen clearly before and other times not clearly. Sometimes it is like a drunkard walking around in a hazy or black and white static environment. Other times I can see my room clearly. I remember making a distinction recently that I do not have to walk in this environment and have found my self gliding and phasing through doors. 
For out of body experiences- if I do ever make it out of my bedroom, I can never seem to get past the stars(with the exception of my initiation dream from 2008). Most always I am stuck whenever I try to rise too high and slip into a dream.

If I wake up, like to use the restroom, and fall back asleep- an opportunity to project is there. It is almost always there if I fall back asleep laying on my back. There is always a honing in/rising up sensation. I don't hear the metal noise so much anymore, now I hear voices. One time the chatter was as if I had tuned into a mess hall. Another, two people having a conversation with myself being the one to interrupt it. And in another, like tonight's, something/someone is talking directly to me. This is the more adrenaline spiked moment for how close the presence feels and how vulnerable I feel. Whenever I try to respond, I find it challenging. I am a slow poke in this sense and respond back exhaustively whereas the voices talking to me are able to go at a normal speed. I remember an entity calling me an Idiot once(rather humorous to say the least).

With tonight's experience, countering the dizzy sensation by focusing on my disconnect/projection- I wonder if my mind has become accustomed to creating a challenging expectation when it isn't necessary.

I do wish to abandon the fear and vulnerability. Had it not been for this, I would have jumped right back in another attempt to project. It being so early in the night I think I will be met with another opportunity either way.

I was wondering if anyone else experiences this. I'm sure probably a lot of people do but no one I know seems to dream that they are not themselves. I've been doing this off and on for years. These dreams are not lucid but very vivid. My dad is someone who remembers many of his dreams, as I do, and he thought it was strange when I told him about this. I know some people believe in reincarnation but I am not sure if I believe in that. My old beliefs have kinda fell away after some of these experiences with out of body and lucid dreaming.

Recently, I was a female child in a class and my teacher was keeping me after school to help me. On another day I was some type of sociologist or something studying people in a small village with an old matriarch that didn't like me (who ever I was) LOL. I was not me. That was a long dream. Sometimes I am a man or a boy. In this reality, I am a woman and it's a bit weird sometimes. Sometimes, I have a different husband, completely different kids, and it's almost like being part of a movie. Since I have been working on lucid dreaming and out of body experiences (which I am far from mastering) these dreams have become incredibly vivid.

Do you have these kind of dreams?  

Hello. I know this is an old post, and I am bumping it because this is how I found astralpulse. I was searching online, trying to understand a recent phenomenon while dreaming. I will post more about myself in the introductory thread- thank you for having me. I have dreamt of being someone else. I wonder if the general sense of "I"-ness remains. In one dream I was a choir boy, in another, a girl crying to a monk. In another I am a professor. The phenomena that interest me, was re-introduced in an a few potent dreams in 2008. That is, "jumping" from one set of eyes to another.

The idea is, I am dreaming through someone else's eyes. In 2008 I am in Africa looking through the eyes of a tribal member and being taught a particular dance. In another instance I am on the shoreline and watching for intruders. A woman covered in seaweed emerges and is cut, bleeding. I am holding her and we are speaking french. I do not speak french but in this dream, I am certain we are speaking french.

Another example is a little more degraded in translation, cartoonish in fact. An older man was shouldering a type of bazooka with a glass bulb atop the rear which would contain our consciousness. The man explained to us(a group of people) that he would aim the device at someone and we could experience/witness through them. In yet another example I remember feeling a transfer of consciousness from being myself and then into another person.  

Without diverting too much, recently I've met a girl named Abigail in the astral who shared my body with me- or was it I in her body? The arms/hands were more slender than normal, and we were feeling so light. I remember her laughing as she learned my language which appeared to her as letters before us. In this experience we glided down the stairs out to the backyard and she taught me about OM and how to merge with OM. It was a joyous feeling, she raised her arms up and chanted and we slowly raised off the ground. She did it again and then we were being stretched out, vacuumed into nothing- merging into everything- an all pervading sound, vibration/creation.

I have also woken up in a dream that I am in someone elses body. For some reason I think it might have been my cousin, but it could have been anyone. It was very generic. I remember seeing snacks on a table, and a woman walking in asking about the night before. I think in this experience The feeling was as if I had woken up from a night of partying.

Well I have so many more moments that I would love to share, and I am hoping to take my experiences further. I am looking forward to reading from others here and to be in a like-minded community. Briefly, I will say that in my college years I would get sleep paralysis, unknowingly, and after a bit of research try to recreate that experience to induce an out of body. I have one OBE I remember having as a child. It was very natural, one of my only ones where I was not first asleep. I have always loved my dreams, as early as I can remember. Through out the years I have learned more about hypnagogia and while I have the interest I believe I've lacked the discipline to carry it further. Also, if I am ill-prepared I still get intense fear. I do wish to be over that. So, here I am... And on this thread, I believe "jumping"/witnessing through the eyes of others or dreaming you are someone else entirely is somehow related to the astral experience.

Kind regards  
tides