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not as simple as that a common misconception is that what we believe about the astral world shapes our experience does not apply here as quite a few people have experienced this hence it is a universal experience we just need to understand the different planes and the law that govern them as each plane has different rules ie if you see yourself go straight into the light it means you have by passed the etheric plane and gone straight into the astral plane and remember for those of you who think you have projected into your room that is not the case as when we astral project we go inwards not outwards to physical plane and if we want to project into real time we need to use our mental bodies as that can project into real time and does not require us to have paralysis or vibrational state as we simply exit through our third eye it is a different manner of projection and much higher than astral projection as the mental body can also be projected into the astral p.lane however you will be invisible to the astral inhabitants as you are using a superior subtle body that can operate right from the material plane to the mental plane

Wow. You have tangled up many different laws and restrictions and labeled many things that I just simply choose to do or see. I think you have over complicated a very easy thing to experience.

Scientists have known for years that based on math and periodic chart, that there are still elements that exist but are undiscovered.

I don't see how this could correlate to lottery numbers. Are you just seeing how often each number comes up?

Oh man, just wait and see. It only gets better and better.

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P.S People don't be naive , don't believe anything blindly what you hear or read , and don't be delusional people that i mentioned or people like arrogant scientists (don't get me started how many times in history science failed and one theories changed the other) so even science can not be 100% 'legit' sometimes. I will tell you one secret , there could be things that you blindly believe or think that something is unquestionable and undisputed truth , but guess what , it's not always as you think it is .

Thank you for the advice. To think, after all this time I've been blindly believing everything I see and hear. I never once considered that things may not be what they seem.

Anyways, why are you here? Are you trying to save our minds from believing something that you don't or are you interested in having your own experiences?

I can guarantee you that one is possible and there is no chance of the other. Everyone here is tired of believing what we have been told is the truth in the face of what we personally know to be different. Once you have a few experiences yourself, you will most likely change your mind in regards to who you think is crazy and who isn't. Of course, that depends on you not being crazy in the first place.

You mention a few simple parlor tricks that we can try and do in order to prove this to ourselves. Have you considered the possibility that many of us have already objectively proven all of this. The ways in which we have would blow your mind. Then again, it wouldn't make a difference if you are skeptical just for the sake of being ignorant.

I hope you find some of the answers to your simple questions. We already have and now most of us are looking way past the shallowness of having to prove any of this to anybody but ourselves. I'm not saying that we have all the answers. I'm saying that personally we have easily answered some of the questions that science think are hard or impossible to answer.

You're not scared of Santa Claus, right? Even if Santa carried an axe and liked to make human gumbo with bad little boys and girls, you still wouldn't be scared. That's because you know Santa only exists in our minds and imaginations and he doesn't exist in any form that can actually hurt you.

So no matter the reason why you are scared to project, you are scared of something that may be real but it doesn't exist in any form that can harm you.

Do you mind sharing specifically what you're afraid of seeing or happening? When someone physically trembles, there is much more than just a hint of fear. That's full blown terror and must be dealt with.

Good luck and don't stop trying. Living without fear can be liberating. Living without caution can be over quickly.

Use your normal method. It should work faster. Some people have claimed that this fast bebefit is only temporary though. The key is to remember your experience and not let it slip into a "regular dream" due to your fatigue.

That was a good video, Thank you Beedeekin. He is very passionate and insightful.

The only thing I disagreed with was his belief that their is a permanent hell and we can be sentenced there by an outside force. Nothing so far in my own experiences have caused me to think that this is even close.

I really enjoyed how he pointed out that society tolerates drugs that alter our consciousness so long as they don't contradict the consciousness that the society views as normal.

It's hard to critique/judge something that you haven't experienced yourself (i'm talking about myself) , once/if i experience it in future , i will have some sort of conception of it , then i will have my own assumptions . As of now i believe that OBE is possible , but that you can't see in real time , and about remote viewing ,i think rational  it's not possible , because if someone would know how to do that they would take advantage of it for their own purposes as i would like to say there would be 'glitch in the system' , but what am i talking about the idea itself seems absurd to me .

It's beyond cool, there is no but.

You should have a skeptical mind if you have no personal experience. That should be true for everyone. It's crazy to me that some people just flat out believe anything and have no personal experience. This applies to skeptics that deny everything because they rationalize everything for the sake of keeping there world in a nice neat package.

That's AP 101.

Is this not just a 'theory'?

http://www.voicetoskull.com/Perps.htm

I'm reading about it now and it all seems a little paranoid... also, the grammar on these sites is bit questionable. I mean... if someone is to convince me of a specific theory... they need to grasp the difference between 'there' and 'their' first.

It seems to me that the military would never put a website up talking about the development of some kind of mind control weapon so that sounds fishy to me.

You're right, that does sound scary. Here's a link.

http://www.wired.com/dangerroom/2008/05/army-removes-pa/

Just knowing that you can have the experience will go a long way in helping you to have another. It got easier for me each time.

Keep in mind though, that we can hit a dry patch at any time.

Remembering the subtle differences between a successful projection and a less than successful projection (there are no failures as each attempt counts for something) should help build your confidence. Relax, you will have many more so long as you keep trying.

when I was a child I was obsessed with the stories of the wild west, Indians and cowboys. Back then I was living in my country in eastern Europe and being under the communist regime, I couldn't even entertain the idea that it was possible for me to travel there. Also I was obsessed for a while with Hollywood's golden era. And 10 years later it so happened that I won a green cards from the lottery, not even intentionally, because my friends forced me to apply. I didn't believe I had a chance to win. However, what it is meant to happen and it is created already cant be stopped. all these years of thinking, fantasizing to visit these places had slowly created the future events, and despite my ignorance and disbelieve at the time of the application and winning, the events were already taking place in full speed. Then the circumstances brought me to Los Angeles in the heart of Hollywood. Again, I did not pick where to move in the states. The only family from my country that agreed to support me in the beginning lived in LA. Then I met a friend who hooked me up to be an extra on the sets of few movies to see how they shoot them and that was a very cool experience. Later I got to travel to Arizona and other places that took place in those stories that I read as a child. It was so surreal to be able to do all that without even intentionally making plans. Things sort of were falling into place according to my childhood interests that occupied a big portion of my mind. But yes, I do think that if we are drawn towards something or someone, it definitely has a connection with a previous life.

Great story. I love to hear this kind of stuff.

Time is not linear so we may be there now.

Make up your mind right now that you will not let fear stop you no matter what. Some people get really close and then stop because of fear. I have heard from a few where they say doing this too many times actually became a problem in itself. It gave them a little complex just dwelling on it.

No fear and control your excitement.  If you can sleep, you can project.

Well that blows... the site access, not the comment.   

It might be on my end. My computer is a dinosaur but it is super fast. I'm slow to embrace new tech.

That sounds very, very bueno. I will have to check it out senor.

I am completely fascinated with war torn Europe during the 40's. I know it's weird but I can't turn away from the photos and films showing all the destruction. It's as if I was there and helped to rebuild and miss those days. After great misery, comes great joy for those who don't give up. Or so they say.

Sorry, I have not (yet) read the experience, just feel a need to comment on this: They have a triad of sites and one is for "obe only":

http://www.oberf.org/

the third one is for after-death-communcations:

http://www.adcrf.org/

Thanks for the info. I started reading stories and clicked on this link from that page, then went to another page, so I may have got lost.lol.

There are many explanations that you are already aware of that could explain what you experienced. Since you're aware of them, it seems to me that this experience doesn't quite fit the bill with you. So there may very well be a "supernatural" explanation for what you heard and felt.

Just being open to the idea of the NPR reveals so much to us. It's not a strange idea that we have to sleep in order to wake up. So, good morning to you!

If the mind is easily distracted, it will find something to be distracted by. If it is always noisy, you could try ear plugs. I don't like them because it build up pressure in my ear canals and this becomes a greater distraction than the original noise.

Instead of relaxing with having an OOBE as your goal, relax with no goal. You'll be surprised at what we can tune out when we change our intentions. You might just fall asleep only to wake up in some place and have no recollection of how you got there.

I came across this story on www.nderf.org. They are asking for people to share their OOBE but refer to them all as NDE. I decided to share mine with them but I was still unable to expand it fully. Doing so makes it seem less special to me when I do. Thankfully, not everyone feels the same way. I wanted to share the link in case somebody wanted to share their own as well. They are collecting them for research purposes and their website explains this all fully.

This particular story resonates with me because I have reached many of the same conclusions that she has only it has taken me many OOBE to learn and understand what she did in one. It might be because she may have actually died. Who Knows? It's long but it's a great read and moves along fast.

Since I was 17, I'd had chronic pain, doctors had labeled as fibromyalgia.  It had become a torturous existence, and sleep was difficult to come by.  By the time of the experience and even long before, I had reached a point where I was sleeping just fifteen minutes at a time, and then I'd have to move, stretch and massage my muscles in bed, as it was too painful to hold still for long.  I was constantly tired.  My doctor had an idea for a medication that wasn't typically used for sleep, but might have the effect of dulling the pain enough so that I could finally sleep.  I noticed that when I took it, even in the tiniest amount, my nose would swell and my breathing became too shallow.  It was scary and uncomfortable, but the relief from pain came, so the temptation to take it was great.  I informed the doctor that I believed I was having an allergic reaction to the medication and he chuckled and said that my body simply needed to "get used to the med" and that the amount I was taking was so low, it couldn't possibly do anything.  He asked me to take three whole pills.  I took a quarter of one to try it out.  One night, after a week of brutal pain and no deep sleep, I considered the doctor's prescription of three whole pills and decided to take them all and trust him.

I went to bed after taking all three, and within minutes felt myself begin to go numb.  Then the inside of my nasal passages swelled up and I couldn't breathe at all.  I couldn't open my mouth. I was struggling to get air, but could not.  I felt encased in my body, as if mummified.  I couldn't call out for help, and it only took a couple of minutes or so before the struggle was over. 

There was a strong suction coming from the top of my head (like a vacuum) and an absolute sense of relief.  There was no longer a need to breathe, and no feeling of being drugged on the medication.  I had no sense of my own body.  It seems I travelled very quickly. 

The next thing I remember is moving through some kind of a portal along with many others.  It felt like I was in some kind of a waiting room situation. With the many others coming through, I was curious, and began to watch them move in.  I watched a group of about three teenage boys come through who had an energy and way about them that I felt as abrasive. As I was looking at them, it came to me that they had died in a car accident where they had all been drunk.  Another woman came through who looked to be in her fifties or so.  She noticed me watching her and took that opportunity to communicate. She was quite the chatterbox and was talking on and on.  I listened to her for a short while and she told me how proud she was of her body and how well she had taken care of herself in her life.  How good she'd looked.  I noticed that she had an odd looking color to her skin, like she'd either been going to tanning booths or laying out under the sun for too long.  Her hair looked to be a artificial color of blonde and even her breasts looked like she'd had implants, which I seemed to just know without having to ask.  It understood that she'd died of cancer.  She proceeded to try and show me her body and I had no interest, becoming bored and moved on.  A lot of others came through.  I didn't feel the people were either good or bad.  It just felt like a room of normal people, all unique to themselves. This room or area did not feel very bright to me, and despite the fact that I was receiving somehow, information that these people were dead, I hadn't fully accepted that, because everything felt so real and natural.  So alive.  Nothing felt shocking or strange.  I was very curious about what it was all about. 

There was a young woman who came up to me.  She had beautiful, almost greenish eyes, and the most lovely shade of reddish hair.  She began to tell me about herself.  She told me that she had died with the feeling that was similar to drowning.   And yet, I wasn't sure if she actually had drowned.  While she told me of her death telepathically, I actually experienced at a certain level, what she felt.  I was able to personally experience her own memory.  She started to give me orders, "Tell them this.... etc."  "Tell them that, etc.."  She was giving me personal information about herself.  I had no idea why.  But I politely listened.  One thing she said was that she wanted me to "Tell them that I loved to sing."  She gave a quick/impromptu singing performance for those immediately around us, and I thought her voice was beautiful.  I was also awed by how she was free during her performance to actually elevate herself and move through the space around her without touching the ground.  It was like watching an underwater dance without the water.  I don't know why I wasn't more shocked, or why I accepted this so well.  I also noticed how at a certain part of her song, her beautiful red hair seemed to grow longer!  I thought it was interesting that she could choose to have longer hair at will.  This young woman also told me how she had regretted not "hanging in there."  How it "would have been better to stay" and work out her issues and continue learning. But she also told me to, "Tell them how free I feel now."

I must pause and make a clear note that every word that I offer on communications from my NDE came without actual verbal words.  There were very few technically precise words.  What I am relaying is what came to me through telepathic communications.  I never felt like I was hearing anything auditory at all.  People would just look at each other, and often even with some mouth movements, but the messages would come through so quickly, without any effort, and from the inside, rather than outside of self.  So when I quote communications here, I am just offering the closest thing to what was telepathically given or understood.

I remember that we had congregated into a bigger and brighter room or area where there were many others present.  Everyone was so busy talking and getting to know each other.  It felt similar to a scene in a high school cafeteria.  People even seemed to want to quickly find others they related to or felt at ease with, and there were even little groups that began to form. 

At a certain interval, I noticed a man move into the room.  I sensed something about him.  He felt safe and balanced to me.  I just knew that I could trust him to tell me what was going on.  It still had not occurred to me that I might be dead!  And I wasn't sure I'd accepted the fact that these people were deceased, either.  So, I moved toward this man (and another note; moving didn't really involve walking.. just intent of desire to GO.)  and approached him with my wondering, "Who are you?"  He looked at me and I realized he was a kind of teacher or Guide for this group.  I knew that he had died in a truck accident.  He had been a truck driver by profession.  He was a Latino man.  He told me that he was not a perfect man, but that he had mastered Humility.  I could feel this when I was with him.  He explained, that he had come to help teach the importance of humility to this group of people, because they had been in some ways self-absorbed in their lives, to the degree where this had blocked their own vision and progression.  They hadn't been able to learn vital lessons and had aborted their own lives, unwittingly for all I knew.  He seemed to be telling me that in one way or another, these people had committed suicide. (But without that exact terminology.)

This made me wonder, as I hadn't noticed anyone in the room who had hung themselves, intentionally overdosed on drugs, shot themselves, or things like that.  I was a bit confused by how the term, "Suicide" could come to me with these people.  But I came to understand that the casual disregard for life, or flagrant and selfish risks that one might take, whether involved in drug use, drunk driving, or any kind of action that could essentially lead to one's own demise is what is considered, in a way, like suicide, at least where I was.  When a human takes their own life in desperation, due to emotional or mental imbalances, physical agony, or depression so severe, I understood that as being similar to when a very old person gets so tired of hanging on, that they will themselves to go, simply stop eating and breathing, etc.  This is not punished, so to speak, on the Other Side.  It is different.  It is just the human, willing themselves out of this life cycle.   I never witnessed punishment or condemnation.

The teacher continued to offer more information.  He explained how in aborting their own lives, these people would have a rest period, but that learning what they needed to learn would be needed and the process would not be easy.   I came to understand that as much as they were taught and infused with good and helpful information there, and even if they agreed wholeheartedly with what they needed to learn, that learning without a body is like learning to get over an addiction to drugs with no opportunity to do the drugs!  Or like learning to love one's own enemy without having enemies to deal with.  He explained how he needed to teach this group of people how vital it is to get beyond themselves.  How to lose their obsession or fixation with themselves.  How they will be stagnant in all progress if they cannot unchain themselves from their own ankles. He shook his head, smiling slightly, and implied that there was still very little he could help them with, without their bodies.  His service was to help instill more of a passion for what he had to teach, strong enough that it would leave a seed of Light that might stay with them through their sojourn. I don't know if he taught by talking or just being there as an example. I never experienced him teaching the way we might imagine it done here. I know that just by being in his presence helped me to connect with what he was, though.

When this particular teacher was transmitting information to me, I felt a jolt of sudden anxiety with my next wondering.  I queried, "What are these people?"  He came in more clearly, stating telepathically, "They are deceased.  They have died."  I remember demanding point blank, technically speaking, "If these people are dead, what am I?!"  I don't know why it took me so long to grasp this fact.  (But then again, time wasn't as it is here, so I am not sure it was "long".) He explained gently, "You are in between.  You are as if in a coma.  There will still be life in you. You are not the same."

With that, I started upward.  I wanted out of there, then.   As I moved toward the corner of the room to leave, at least a couple of the teenage boys suddenly lunged at me with an energy like, "She's alive. Touch her!"  They were reaching toward me and trying to pull me back toward them.  It seemed almost as if they were desiring sexual contact or energy. This of course had me all the more determined, I was leaving. 

So, I now believe that some of the deceased, if not all, still have many earthly or worldly desires. That they go out and arrive, the same human natured beings they were in life.  Looking back at that part of my experience, I was astounded by how earthly people can be on the Other Side.  One might expect that upon entering through death's door, there would be sudden enlightenment.  That maybe everyone would realize absolute goodness and choose Light and a fresh start, possibly becoming more angelic and purified, but in that place, everyone came in exactly as they'd been before. 

I'd also wondered at religion while I was there, and I quickly received the knowing that this wasn't important in the way I imagined it was prior to my nde.  That one's religion, no matter which they joined or didn't join on earth, was what was written in their own heart.  It was about who the person was, not what label they wore or who or what they worshiped or believed in.  Your own frequency, tone, and mathematical equation as I comprehended, was Your truth.  You are who you are.  I learned that we are here to learn how to Love, Divinely.  To become masters of ourselves.  To rule our own lower or more dense aspects of self and to bring these forward and upward within, to our highest possibility. We are all working toward Oneness again, as I concluded in part, from the experience.

I am not sure if the following took place before, after, or simultaneously with what I just shared.  For the sake of some level of written chronology, I express as, "next", "after" or, "then".  It could be in that order, but know that I am often tempted to say that it was "all at once."

Then, I began to move quickly, and I felt that I was safe and comfortable.  I felt enveloped in Love.  There was someone tending to me, and I seemed to be at absolute peace with this personage.  There was so much light coming from his face.  I am tempted to say that I believe this Guide was male.  But even so, I felt a very maternal sense toward him.  It was as if he were like a mother to me.  So, I hesitate to label him with a gender, just yet.  (I hesitate to label much of anything since the nde.)   I will refer to this Guide as male though, to make things easier for writing purposes.  If I knew his name while with him, then it was taken from me upon return to my body because I no longer hold it. (I wouldn't be shocked to discover that much memory was pulled from me in regard to personal details of my Guide, because even what memories I do have are painful for me and have made me crave return.  I do sense some parts of my nde have been veiled to an extent.)

We were traveling upward, I suppose.  My vibration was changing.  There was a big change in frequency.  Like I was tuning into a different radio station on a grand scale.  I was out in the Universe, and I was being given a kind of show.  Like having an astronomy teacher speak on the beauty of the Universe while laying under the stars at night.  But I was out there amidst them.  And I was not able to take back with me all of this part's content since my return, but I remember that during this scene, I saw something like holographic words and numbers move in front of me past the stars.  And it felt like I was being downloaded with information.  It was more about receiving information, than visuals and literal details that I can put into clear words. I felt at that time that I understood EVERYTHING.  That I felt the full truth of Laws and Order in the Universe.  One thing that I held onto was the beautiful math of the Universe.  (This "math" was also "Science".)  I remember coming to understand that there was a supreme and perfect kind of math that was in and of ALL things that existed.  I remember being told something about Einstein!  I was so delighted.  It was such a pleasant experience.  I was also shown how there is a kind of clock-work in the sky.  How the stars themselves actually hold a sort of map or mathematical Key to everything that is!  "You are written in the stars," I was told!  EVERYTHING is!  I recall how thrilling this part of my NDE was for me.  I wish I had better articulation to describe how wondrous this part was. 

I was also told that this map in the stars, or the keys that are hidden there have been known for a long time by many, and that these things have been corrupted and turned into things of ill or trivial purpose in most cases on our planet.  But also that many were working to bring the knowledge of this system to purity. 

All of my life, I had felt confusion and dismay at what I believed was lack of order.  When I saw suffering that I deemed, unnecessary, sadness, or anything that I couldn't make sense of, I'd been riddled with a painful impression of Chaos.  I was flabbergasted that the God I so fervently believed in, and was taught to trust, could do no better than what I beheld in my every day life.  It tore at my soul and I prayed daily and sometimes for hours and hours, begging for an answer that could provide some kind of a reckoning for my confusion. 

I'd been taught in my life that we had ONE life to live (I'd never even considered reincarnation), and that some people get to have the most incredible luxury and wonders that anyone could imagine, and others are "tested" because of their "valiant spirits" and have to deal with terrible miseries to "prove their strength", while still others, like small innocent children all over the world, are born to suffer through starvation, disease, rape, mutilation, even years and years of torture, only to die and then "get their just reward."  This didn't seem like much of a "test" to me.  It just seemed insane.  I couldn't make logic of it.  When I begged religious leaders for answers, I was told that "sometimes God let's wicked people torture good people so that He can punish the wicked for their deeds."  The whole system just seemed sick to me.  I couldn't completely respect this notion.  But I wanted to believe that God had to be good.

In my NDE though, I came to understand that most of us have lived much, MUCH longer than we could even fathom.  That our life which feels so very long is infinitesimal when placed in the whole picture, which for that matter, cannot even be framed.  I was shown how every single individual through their own free will, chooses paths that mathematically take them to the circumstances of their next existence or life.  That nothing at all sits in accident or chaos.  That every single aspect of our lives are ruled by natural Laws that we placed ourSELVES in!  That in a sense, we create our own worlds.  I was shown how one can never assume either, that if someone lives a life of suffering that this is because of "evil" deeds.  Many may choose a life of suffering because of what it Awakens in them, or because of how they can touch others from that position, etc.. We can NEVER EVER assume that we can be accurate in guessing why each being lives the life they live.  I cannot describe the relief... the refreshing, peaceful balm this Knowledge was for me.  To finally gather this Truth that I'd yearned for all of my life.  That all really IS Good!  That there IS sense and beauty all around.  That no one is just free-falling as it had seemed before!  That God doesn't just get to toy with us as He pleases with random ideas of tests, including rewards and punishments that just depend upon His current mood or mindset.  Because even who God is, is within those Laws.  While in this experience, out in the vast expanse of stars, planets, moons, and Intelligence, I Knew complete trust for what felt like the first time.  This was inexplicable bliss for me.  And I remember radiating with gratitude.  I had lived in fear and distrust and panic for 30 consecutive years.   

I want to add that in my life, I have always had a mental block when it came to math.  Even the simplest math ideas, starting from the time I was only six years old were difficult for me to approach.  I would shut down when anything with numbers was presented to me.  So, in my nde, while being shown such an enormous array of gorgeous mathematical equations, facts and visual numerical splendor, I was overjoyed at my own ability to thoroughly comprehend all of it.  Unfortunately, at my return, I was discouraged to find that I could not relay or bring with me the expansive amount of math understanding and knowledge I'd been so anxious to share with others.  I was though in nde, and still am, in love with numbers.  That was at least a leap forward!

I was also brought before what appeared to be a living picture of our planet.  While I was looking at it, I saw a word above it.  I believe it was, "Novata".   Then the whole planet seemed to open up, like an eyelid that slowly awakens to dawn.  It looked to be one eye opening up.  There was a lovely, soft woman's voice who spoke the days of the week in a different language, and then said, "Prepare for the Seventh Day."  At this, I saw the curious image of a piano. There was something about music and octaves. 

The next thing I remember is traveling quickly over the Earth.  It felt very surreal while doing so.  It almost seemed that I was being shown a movie, and yet the movie seemed alive.  Like flying over a panoramic film of a live scene on earth. 

I have lost much of what I saw, but I retain the main idea of what I was given while moving over the planet, or possibly having a movie OF the planet being shown before me.  There were fields of crops all over, in specific.  As I would zoom in and get close, for instance, to a field of wheat, I would be told, "The food has been altered and poisoned.  It is no longer pure.  The people are consuming impure food.  This is death."  I felt sad and concerned about this and wondered why, or how it was possible.  How could a field of wheat or corn be "poisoned", and WHY?!  I was told that man should return to the Earth or death would ensue everywhere.  It was said again and again during this scene to "Return to the Earth." I was told that upon my return, that I should look for pure food, unadulterated, and only consume that which is "clean," but I dismissed this somewhat, because I had no intention of returning.

My Guide stood by at a certain time (Again, difficult for me to place any of this in chronological order, as time felt so different there.  It was almost as if many things happened at once, and yet separately.  So as I mentioned, there is much of this experience, I can't honestly place in any order.) and he lovingly stayed as my support while I had a kind of life review.  I never felt chastised at all, even though I know I've been very cruel at times and have hurt many people.  I've lost my temper in horrible ways, with one of the hottest tempers I know of, I have had great trouble with forgiveness, and yet, I felt only Love and understanding through the entire life review.  What it felt like to me was that I was being given the opportunity and gift of being able to stand back and more fully understand and love myself.  I was able to feel exactly what others around me had felt during my life.  I understood how everything I did and said and even thought had touched others around me in one way or another.  I was able to even enter the minds and emotional centers of many who had been around me, and understand where they were coming from in their own thinking.  How their own personal views and life experiences had brought them to the places each stood.  I felt their own struggling and their own fears, their own desperate need for love and approval, their confusion, and more than anything, I could feel how child-like everyone was.  With every person I viewed, including myself, I was able to See and Feel with a Higher Mind and Eye.  And the feeling I had toward everyone was nothing less than what a loving mother would feel for her own children at toddler age.   

It was actually comical at moments.  I could feel how the "Elders" as I will call them (these are those who are Helpers on the Other Side who have Mastered themselves in many or all ways, and help work with us.) see us and find so much humor in the way we do things.  (Humor is so valued, there!!)  It might seem brutally annoying to consider when we are in the midst of a great argument or drama that is playing out in our lives, that the Elders view these things very much like when a mother sees her two year old scream and cry and bop another child on the head with a stuffed animal.  The mother doesn't want her child to fall apart, become hysterical and cry.  She feels for her child, but at the same time, she sees a little bit of comedy in how seriously the child takes what is usually a trivial drama.  She continues to love her child and thinks the world of it, hoping it will go on enjoying the day, living and learning. 

This was a big light bulb moment for me, because I had entertained the dark idea, during my life, that every little less than perfect action of mine, was being "watched by God," and judged with anger or sadness.  I felt constant guilt for my mistakes and belabored over the dread of "being watched" with severe or at least stern eyes.  That I was disappointing to God or angels, at times.  I wanted to please, and I believed that I was so often falling short.  This had been a maddening way to live.  So getting the chance to view others from a much higher frequency was wonderful, to say the least.  And knowing how much Love I felt as I watched or sensed others' in their personal situations, made me want to live more in joy rather than guilt and worry.  No one was mad at me. 

I was able to explore the mind or energetic pattern of one of my life's sworn enemies, -someone I couldn't imagine forgiving for what I'd witnessed.  And yet, coming back from my nde, I could feel nothing more than such a flood of Love for this woman, that I dived in at the chance to write her a letter and tell her how much I loved her, and to ask for forgiveness for the energetic weight I might have held over her from my own dark thoughts and anger.  She could have been my own firstborn.  That is how much I adored her at that time.  Because I was able to feel the Divine Love for her that the Essence of who God is, feels toward her, I too, couldn't help but Love her in a similar way, as that Higher Love moved through me.  It was such a surprisingly marvelous feeling to relinquish the burden of my own anger and judgments. -Much of which I hadn't even carried consciously, most of my years.

Surveying all of this, I want to note, that I felt a higher part of me that had compassion on the ME that was so ignorant and juvenile.  It seemed to understand what I was working with, in every detail, and it only wanted for my joy.  I felt this toward my own SELF, if that makes any sense.  I desired to have my lower self Awaken, and to be filled with Love and Joy.  I wanted for my lower, child-like self to be kinder, to be more Conscious, and to find Peace and balance. 

I am forever grateful for my Life Review and what I took from it.   It is one of my favorite memories.

I did not have an experience of seeing God as an "old man in a big white robe, sitting on a throne," although, that was the most prominent image I might have held in my mind, formerly.  At nde, God was the Mind, or maybe I'd say, "The Order" in all things.  God felt to be the Supreme Highest Vibration and Frequency, that felt like more of an ESSENCE than an old man, to me.  But I still feel God is ineffable.  God was all around and in everything.  And God no longer felt male to me.  I didn't sense a gender, if there was one.  The idea of that just seemed silly from the Other Side.  God was just all that is beautiful and peaceful and One, and all that is Good.  Even using the name, "God" for what I experienced seems unfitting.  God is so much more than what can be imagined through naming.  And everything DID feel so good to me, there.  In fact, I came back with this Knowing that despite what SEEMED "good" or "bad" before, now became united to be only, "Good" - in the long run!   Because I trusted and Knew that everything was in it's right place, even when people made decisions that I didn't agree with myself, I still felt that in the overall picture, it was ALL within "Good."  I had that Knowing that there was the essence or spark of the Highest (as I'll refer to 'God') in EVERYTHING.  In every atom, mineral, vegetable, animal, human and beyond. I just Knew that the Highest waited within everything to expand and create and grow and experience.   

I lost all desire to analyze so much in life, as I'd learned before through religious examples and likely my own nature, by trying to judge everything little thing for whether it was "good" or "bad."  I wasn't so concerned with the label.  I didn't want to frame anything into my perceptions.  We are all consciousness experiencing life, and learning how to love, create, and develop to the Highest we can be.  I knew to go and choose what felt right for me and to trust more than before.  That when something felt unjust or imbalanced, to do what I could to work toward harmony, but to not worry about that which I had no control over.  I know that eventually, even without our taking over the controls, the Universe is so full of order, it always finds a way to balance everything, because the Universe cannot exist without perfect balance, as I felt it.  And it will continue to exist.

I had never realized the all-encompassing monster of misery that my duality way of thinking was in my life until my nde.  If someone had walked up to me before my nde and had asked me if my "duality" way of thinking was tiring and miserable for me, I would have been utterly confused and unable to agree with the statement or even make sense of it.  I had never been aware of how my mind had always tried to label, judge or compare in one way or another everything I came across.  Even if in ways I thought of as "good," for example; "She's the nicest.." or "He's the best guy!.." or "That backyard is the prettiest one, etc."  It was me judging one thing as better than another.  Divisive.

Since coming back from the nde, I find that in my earthly body and mind, this tendency still comes up occasionally, but not as often, and I am much more conscious of when I am doing it.  It no longer appeals to me.  It feels sickening.  I'm sensitive physically to this way.  I don't feel such a need.

I was able to move around the planet and feel different continents, countries, races, even certain smaller states, cities, and people!  Each held it's own kind of personal vibration and energetic pattern.  I learned how we are each made up of so many different or various layers of energetic influence.  This was fascinating to me!  Each race, each country, even a state, each family in a way, is like its own organism.  Connected to all, but with an influence of its very own and very important unique purposes.  Each is sacred and vital. 

While with my Guide, I was shown many planets and also some moons.  I saw one planet or moon that appeared to be partially submerged in water!  There are no words for how beautiful these scenes were.  The colors were so vibrant and rich.  I especially loved the hue of blues that I saw. 

Finally, the planet Earth pulled up in front of me, or maybe we pulled up in front of it!  It was magnificent!!!  It was a floating marble, just swimming with color.  I was ecstatic with awe. 

As I peered out over the planet, my Guide, asked me to go back to where I came from.  To return.  At this, I turned to him and felt something I cannot put into mere words.  When I received his intention that I should return, it seemed as if my own perfect mother, was going to turn and leave me, just a toddler, in the middle of a foreign country, and desert me.  It was so unexpected.  It seemed that something wrenched inside of me and tore in half.  Like a curtain, instantaneously shredding. I actually felt myself heave and fall forward, collapsing.  The emotional pain was so deep that I could hardly even cry out.  It was as the cry imploded within me and I felt that I was fracturing, like shards of glass all about a floor.  I felt myself moan without any attempt.  It just drained out of me like a cloud so heavy with rain it could no longer hold its moisture and lets down a rush of waterfall.  I wailed from a place I've never felt before.  It literally felt as if every organ and cell that could be in spirit was bursting with anguish.  Every part of me cried out.  Telepathically, all I could express was, "NOOO!!!!!!"

I can't ever go through this part of my nde without tears and a stinging pain in my chest.

To leave him was the worst imaginable possibility.  It felt like the only death there could be.  Separation.  Division from my one and only.  The devastation I felt was unbearable.  It still feels like my heart is being scorched, as I recall.   

He came closer to me and I was comforted and he calmly encouraged me to be strong.  He told me to look to my left.  As I did, I saw a school bus pull up in the distance.  A small child was escorted out and brought to me.  I recognized that it was my own daughter, who at the time was only four years old.  She had been asked in her sleep to come in spirit to help me.  She walked up to me, tugged at me a little and sweetly said in an encouraging voice, "But Mommy?  Who will take care of us?"   

Love on the Other Side, at least in my experience is so much bigger, so much more full than here, and you are more honest with your Love.  - As I experienced it.  You cannot turn others away who are in need.  At least that was how I felt it and what I was connected to.  The Love of God, as I will call it, was connect to and moving through me, there.  And there was no way I could have turned down my own daughter's plea.  Without hesitation, I answered, "Oh honey, I will, of course!"  My daughter was then escorted back to the bus.   

My Guide smiled knowingly and reminded me that he was not forcing me to go back, despite what it felt like to me.  I looked at him and back at the planet Earth, feeling so frightened, still not wanting to depart and separate from him.  The pain of division still seared through me.  I cried and told him that I wasn't sure I could do it. 

He said, "Look to your right."  I looked to my right and saw a holographic figure.  It was my own mother.  It was a view of her in the future, and she seemed tired and in need of help.  I will not go into detail here, because I want to respect her privacy, but I felt myself lean toward this futuristic hologram with the desire to touch or help it somehow, even though it wasn't presently occurring.  It felt alive to me, and I noted that it seemed as I leaned toward her that I was as a gardener, wanting to prune some foliage.   

The hologram faded out and my Guide said, "You see?  It is time.  YOU want to go."   

I knew I needed to, but still, I hesitated, anticipating my departure and loss of this One.  I cried out, sobbing, "Please!  I can't go without you!"   There was a pause and then he answered, "Very well."   All at once, I felt we were together.  We were one.  I was safe and calm.  I heard him nudge me, "Point your finger forward.  Touch the planet."  This might seem strange, but I reached and saw in form, my own finger reach forward and enter into the energetic field of the planet.  I felt a surge of electricity run from the tip of my finger and begin to move up.  As it hit the first knuckle, there was an unbelievable pulling sensation.  Like a roller coaster ride that whipped me forward.   

Then I was back in my dark room at home.  But I felt I was disconnected from my body.  My husband must have come to bed, because he was now there, sleeping deeply.  I could see him and myself.  I moved toward my body and tried to connect.  I tried to awaken it.  I could not.  I began to panic.  I could not feel any sensation of my body at all.  I urgently pressed my husband to wake up, calling out to him, but my voice was not there.  I continued trying to move my body from the inside and with no feeling of breath or life, I started to cry out for help.  I screamed.  Then I felt my Guide there.  I felt him say, "You must push yourself again and again through the throat area.  This will trigger a release of energy and he will hear.  You must get him to touch you in order to connect."  I could not understand why this would work, but I began to rush through my throat area, over and over, and then I heard a noise come out of the mouth, as the mouth dropped open.  It was like a creaking door, slowly opening.  A low frog like groan that was just air moving out.   

My husband heard this and woke up and asked, "Amy?  What is it?  What's the matter?"  I couldn't answer.  I tried to scream or cry out to him, but could not.  He leaned over and I saw him shake me.  I felt through his hands a level of electricity move through me.  But I was unable to connect or move.  He got up and turned a light on.  My eyes were still shut, but I witnessed the look on his face.

He suddenly went very pale and his mouth dropped open.  Beads of sweat formed instantly around his hair line.  He was perspiring heavily.  I'd never seen such a frightened look on his face before.  He grabbed me and yanked my body upward toward him, trying to hold me up, shouting, "AMY!!  AMY, AMY!!!"  Again and again.  He was trying to check my pulse.  My head dropped back and he pulled my eyelids open.  He was shouting my name.  As he continued to shake my body (he later described as being so heavy, it was shocking, even though I was small/petite at the time.) I felt electricity beginning to move all over my skin.  I felt I was connecting through that electricity.  Then, I felt something like a POP, and I was back.  I sucked in a long, deep breath and just hung there limply, breathing in and out.  Deep breaths. Unable to speak.

After a few minutes, my husband was asking, "What should I do?  Should I call 911?"  I answered firmly, "No.  I'm fine.  Don't call anyone.  I just need to sit down for a minute."  He helped me to the other room where I sat on the couch and tried to tell him what had happened.  I didn't know where to begin.  It took me months to tell him all that I could remember.  I still can't write it all here, because just the basics of all that I came to understand would take me weeks to write.  I also continued to have Visions, incredible dreams and more experiences that included personal teachings and other very sacred happenings.   But I am trying to keep this written format as condensed as possible for reader sake!  I felt perfectly fine once I'd come back fully into my body.  I refused any medical check-up.  I was confident and at peace.

Since that time, everything has changed for me.  My health has returned.  I get stronger and stronger each year.  To my own surprise, I found the day after this event that I felt well, except that I could not eat any meat at all.  Nor did I have any desire to.  I've been a  vegetarian since then.  I eat a lot of raw organic foods.  I don't eat anything with chemical ingredients, and keep my food very pure, for the most part.  My children and husband eat mostly this way too now, and we are all feeling great.   

I could no longer continue with the religion I grew up in.  This was not easy for me to walk away from, but I couldn't stay and maintain my own personal Truth and integrity.  And yet, I have gratitude for having grown up in that religion and trust that it served its purpose for me.  I am also at peace with the religious choices and needs of others.

I found I desired much less.  Within the first week after my NDE, I was cleaning out my house, wanting to get rid of many things, a lot of decor, music CDs that I didn't find in harmony with the vibration I desired.  I lost my desire to want to shop as much as I had, previously.

I had a good couple of weeks after my return where I could see light in and around everything.  I could also see into the realm that is around ours.  I could see and feel the vibration of everything around me.  All of my senses were much stronger.  Too strong, even.  I found much of this interesting and enlightening, and some of it a little scary and disturbing.  So, after some time, I willed this extra Sight to step back and let me get back to the basics, so to speak.  And things did return to almost normal.

I have continued to have the ability to reach, to a certain extent, my Guide.  I began, right away to meditate, and connect with my Guide.  My prayers became opportunities to just connect, feel and receive rather than plead, worry and ask forgiveness.  And when I pray for others, I intend to connect and then just calmly and peacefully try to offer a vision of the intended in Love and blessings, trusting in the Highest Will.

Jesus, who had always been my example, continued to be an example for me, but I was less concerned with the technicalities of His story and whether certain details were facts or not, and I embraced the core teaching that was intended to be His Gift - "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."  Whether He was real or myth was not the point.  I knew it didn't matter.  Principle felt to be the Key.   I'd also understood other things about the original "Christ Way" that ended up so corrupted in religion, and I've tried to hold to what I understand as the more original purity, which felt so much more simple to me than what I see as "all the human interjections."

I opened my reverence and respect to everyone who was or is an example of this basic teaching. -The Golden Rule.   I found Good (God) in many places and within the teachings of many religions and ways of thought.  Even within atheism, if a man believed in this principle, I recognized 'God' in him.  Either way.

Within a couple of days, coming back from my nde, I stumbled upon a woman who was being consoled by many others.  When everyone had dispersed, I asked her what was the matter, and she told me that she'd just found out that her daughter had died.  She didn't know why or how she'd died.  I asked to see a picture of her daughter, having the strong intuitive sense that I'd met her daughter on the Other Side. I asked her if she'd speak with me, privately and please bring a photo of her daughter.

The next day, she met me at my house.  She had a black and white picture of her daughter, but I recognized her, right away.  I said, "Did she have a pretty reddish color to her hair, and the most unusual green eyes?"  She answered, "Yes, she did."  I told her about my nde and how I'd had this beautiful girl or young woman come and speak to me and ask me to give information to her family.  I told her all that I could remember her daughter telling me, and it all made perfect sense to the mother.  She told me that shortly before the death, she'd heard from others (she and her daughter had been estranged) that her daughter had begun to sing and had loved it, passionately.  Just as I had been told by the young woman.  There was private information I was able to offer that gave this woman much comfort.  I told her of her daughter's regrets in not having learned more while here and so on.  We learned a week later or so, through the coroner, how she'd died, which confirmed for me, what the young woman on the Other Side had said to me about her death and what it was like.   

I had many, many wondrous things happen since my nde.  It would be too much to share here, but it's been the greatest thing that could ever happen to me.   

I still struggle with my own worldly and personal issues.  I only feel more Awakened and Conscious, with some abilities and understanding that have increased.  I learned after my return during meditation that I had been pulled into the specific portal with others who had brought themselves to their own demise, because I had for so many years been taking strong medications for my health problems that were slowly killing me.  And that I had seen myself as a helpless victim for so long.  Being dependent on outside sources to fix problems rather than realize my power to transform within.  In my pain and sorrows, I became totally self-absorbed and stagnant in all personal progress.  So I learned from seeing the others who had come through in that area, that I had to let go of myself.  To give up my personal story of being a victim.  I gave up all of the labels that doctors had given me for my health problems, and let go of my story of what I thought I was.  I work toward humility and try to open myself up to learning and growth.  I took full responsibility for my own suffering and blamed no one and no thing.  (Although I have my unfortunate days of regressing now and then!) I have been trying to bring back what I remember as the Perfect Love I experienced on the Other Side and become One with it. 

Because of the very intimate relationship I have had with suffering, confusion and fear throughout my own life, my hope in finally allowing my near death experience to go forward, is for it to be of whatever possible service it might, to others who can relate on any level with pain; physical, emotional mental or spiritual.  I wouldn't want this kind of sharing held from me decades ago when I could have taken in hope through something like this.   So although with some admitted trepidation, I offer my near death experience.

With Love,

amy

I tried to leave this reply on your website but it kept timing out.

This is a great book Ryan. I just realized that I had already read it about two months ago but did not access the link from your sight. I have to say first of all, that I am not a big fan of people reading a ton of literature about Astral Projecting before they have actually achieved one intentionally.

The reason being is that many books weave a lot of terminologies from different belief systems as well as confuse the reader with many different techniques and metaphors that all boil down to the same thing: Slow your breathing and mind while turning your attention away from the physical world or reality.

That's it. It's really as easy as it sounds. I realize though, that no one will understand that until they have done a ton of hard work and practice.

If your book had been around in 1998, I would have saved myself a ton of anxiety. I would have realized that I was not doing anything that conflicted with my old belief system and would not have "wasted" so many years in fear of silliness.

If anybody is new to the idea of Astral Projection and only wants to read a clear and concise blueprint on how to achieve their first OOBE, look no further.

It's all good now.

In my opinion, OOBE is no proof for afterlife. This article (Perception of reality VS OOBE) proves the oposite. But there are many believers who would disagree no matter what logical argument you present

I agree with you to a certain extant. Mainstream science, the media, and Organized religions  have ran an effective campaign casting so much doubt on the best objective evidence on "supernatural" science that the kindest thing western culture has to say about believers is that they are weird or eccentric.

So I rely on my own subjective evidence which is a thousand times more satisfying than anything else. I hope no one else would believe their own truth for any other reason.