Since this is my first OBE I wanted to post it in celebration and perhaps it might help others to hear how I changed from believing that its possible to knowing that it is true. This is directly from my journal.
Man in Bistro
It was so easy – exactly what I expected. I glanced at the clock ~5:18am. Then I had the thought (which I often do) about whether or not to practice attempting an OBE this morning. I was lying on my side and had not moved my body yet when it all happened. I heard the same Wooshing sound and vibrations that I had experienced one time before right after I woke up. I just focused on rising up for 5 seconds or so, there was a bit of a hesitation and then I felt myself rising up – knowing that I had done it – I was out of my body.
I went right to the window and tested it with my hand, which went through so I dove out (half wondering if I might hit the ground) and began to fly. I found myself in a completely different place than what is actually outside my window (even the window that I went out of was different). I was flying above a residential part of a city experimenting with my control of flying. This felt exactly like it did in previous lucid dream flying experiences I've had. I would see a tree or a tower up ahead and imagine that I was zooming towards it. My flying speeded up (somewhat). Then a sculpture on the back of someone's 3rd floor deck caught my eye so I swooped down to take a look. It was a sculpture of a woman. Since the back door seemed open I thought maybe I shouldn't be there (in case that could be construed as snooping). So, I took off again.
It was a gray cloudy early morning light. I had the sense that everything was just waking up for a new day. I accidentally flew through some wires but barely felt them. Then I flew over a breakfast place/market which reminded me of when I lived in Key West (But this place was more built-up with older buildings).
So, when I saw the next restaurant, I wanted to check it out. I don't really remember landing and going in, I was suddenly just inside the restaurant. I walked through and most people did not notice me. I was really watching them to see if there was any reaction. It's a very peculiar sensation to not be noticed – I really like it. Then one guy sitting at a table stood up and talked to me. I clasped his arm and told him that he was the first person I've ever talked to in my astral form. He hesitated but didn't seem to know what I was talking about. Someone else in the group (who also seemed to know I was there too) made a comment which prompted me to ask – Oh, were you close to dying? And he said that he was - but, everything seemed fine now. Then I told him – not to worry about a thing if you die. Its wonderful, you can do anything you want: from experiencing the most incredible bliss to helping other people and that it's simply great. He seemed much comforted by that.
Later, it occurred to me that he kind of reminds me of my Grandpa who died several years ago. He was younger and had more hair. Hum? I'm not sure what to make of this possibility because it wasn't clear to me at the time that that was the case. Perhaps that is why I was drawn to this particular place (wherever it was?)
I think that I clasped him again and then left the bistro.
Continued in the next post...
Man in Bistro
It was so easy – exactly what I expected. I glanced at the clock ~5:18am. Then I had the thought (which I often do) about whether or not to practice attempting an OBE this morning. I was lying on my side and had not moved my body yet when it all happened. I heard the same Wooshing sound and vibrations that I had experienced one time before right after I woke up. I just focused on rising up for 5 seconds or so, there was a bit of a hesitation and then I felt myself rising up – knowing that I had done it – I was out of my body.
I went right to the window and tested it with my hand, which went through so I dove out (half wondering if I might hit the ground) and began to fly. I found myself in a completely different place than what is actually outside my window (even the window that I went out of was different). I was flying above a residential part of a city experimenting with my control of flying. This felt exactly like it did in previous lucid dream flying experiences I've had. I would see a tree or a tower up ahead and imagine that I was zooming towards it. My flying speeded up (somewhat). Then a sculpture on the back of someone's 3rd floor deck caught my eye so I swooped down to take a look. It was a sculpture of a woman. Since the back door seemed open I thought maybe I shouldn't be there (in case that could be construed as snooping). So, I took off again.
It was a gray cloudy early morning light. I had the sense that everything was just waking up for a new day. I accidentally flew through some wires but barely felt them. Then I flew over a breakfast place/market which reminded me of when I lived in Key West (But this place was more built-up with older buildings).
So, when I saw the next restaurant, I wanted to check it out. I don't really remember landing and going in, I was suddenly just inside the restaurant. I walked through and most people did not notice me. I was really watching them to see if there was any reaction. It's a very peculiar sensation to not be noticed – I really like it. Then one guy sitting at a table stood up and talked to me. I clasped his arm and told him that he was the first person I've ever talked to in my astral form. He hesitated but didn't seem to know what I was talking about. Someone else in the group (who also seemed to know I was there too) made a comment which prompted me to ask – Oh, were you close to dying? And he said that he was - but, everything seemed fine now. Then I told him – not to worry about a thing if you die. Its wonderful, you can do anything you want: from experiencing the most incredible bliss to helping other people and that it's simply great. He seemed much comforted by that.
Later, it occurred to me that he kind of reminds me of my Grandpa who died several years ago. He was younger and had more hair. Hum? I'm not sure what to make of this possibility because it wasn't clear to me at the time that that was the case. Perhaps that is why I was drawn to this particular place (wherever it was?)
I think that I clasped him again and then left the bistro.
Continued in the next post...