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Thanks. I realize that this method of remembering objects in the current plane of existence as the only way to validate them as "real". Although like you said it's all subjective. Still, if you can find objects you didn't realize were there, then find them once back in your body, it sure makes it more verifiable.

Tad

Sorry I have been busy. My third OOB was during a deep meditation I had been in for well over an hour. I was in my meditation chair and was focusing on deep questions I had wanted answered. It had been years of meditation up to this point and I was reaching states of extreme calmness and serenity. I remember feeling a strange vibration and then a loud noise which seemed very odd. I kept the state I was in despite this odd occurrence and found myself floating above my body. I felt a sense of strong excitement knowing that I was back in a state I had tried to enter for years. As I floated around the room I noticed a ring my wife had been looking for. She had lost it years prior and was a gift from her mother. It was sitting at the far back of a cabinet on top against the wall. I didn't think much more of it, but I started to look around the room more.

I suddenly noticed there were beings around me of which I assumed as ghosts, but just then a was flooded with a feeling of extreme comfort, love, and kindness. I realized I knew all of these people, they were family that had passed before me. At that instant I received the answers I had been looking for and meditating on for years. Everything came into perspective, why I was here, what happened once we left these bodies, everything. I call this an enlightenment because I was changed at that point. No longer could I be afraid of anything, including death. I realized it was simply an extension of existence. I normally don't tell this story because I don't want to push any ideals onto others, or seem to be religious, but this was a profound experience. I feel that the answers to questions anyone asks can be found through personally experience. In fact I once had a master tell me before he left his body "Believe nothing until you have tested and proven it for yourself, books and other humanly thoughts should always be in question as to validity". And so my journey began there.

Once I was back in my body I came back from this deep meditation and looked above the cabinet to find the ring my wife had been looking for. When she got home from work she was thrilled I had found it. Of course she thought I was a "little out there" when I told her how I had found it.

Tad

So the answer really is... we can't know for absolute sure... rite?  

I just worry because I don't want to get bad karma messing around with another being's experience.

For example... last night I chased a couple of girls down the street for fun. I scared the pants off them and ran after them making all kinds of rediculous sounds.  

Some people speak of helping others in the OOBE world as they travel to the lower planes to rescue them. But if they aren't real...?  

I can only tell you my experiences with Meditation, OOB, and Astral. This is a culmination of 16 years of practice. The first experience I knew was not just a dream was when I was 10 years old (1980).

It was the middle of the summer in Dana Point (a small beach town on the coast of California). I had been playing with friends all day at the beach, then rode my bicycle home a few miles. I was totally wiped out by the time I got home, and I laid down to take a nap. I was quickly asleep being so tired. I remember almost immediately finding myself in a dream, but I was aware of the dream, which was very odd to me. All my dreams before had just been foggy memories that I struggled to remember once awake. This dream was different in that I immediately realized I was in my own bedroom hovering above my body there deeply asleep. I also felt totally refreshed, even though I knew my body was very tired in reality. I remember feeling a rush of excitement in the instant knowledge of being able to do whatever I wanted, unhindered without a physical body. I quickly wondered if I could fly through the wall, and at that though I instantly did fly through the wall and out into the courtyard in the back of the house. I was even more thrilled that this apparent existence appeared to be without physical rules. I quickly flew over the roof of the unattached bedroom, past the power lines, and directly into the elementary school which backed up against our house. As I flew over heading to the beach I noticed some friends of mine from the neighborhood that were playing ball in the schoolyard. One had a bright red shirt on, the other had a red ball they were throwing against the handball court. I noticed a pair of shows on the roof of of school. They were tennis shoes White, with blue stripes along the soles.

I continued to fly down to the beach, but strangely could not smell the fresh scent of saltwater I had known my entire life, nor could I really hear any waves crashing on the beach. This seemed odd, because I assumed I could hear and smell in this state but I could not. I flew across the sand dunes and down the spot my friends and I had spent the day at. As I flew home I wondered how to get back in my body, and almost became concerned with this thought. Suddenly I was back in my bed, still tired and half asleep, but the dream was so exhilarating I had to get up and go see my friends in the schoolyard. I rode my bike quickly over to the school and found them still there. My friend Tim was wearing a bright red shirt and throwing a large rubber ball against the handball court wall. I asked him how long he had been there and he said 30 minutes or so.

I quickly rode my bike home. I got on top of my house and got to the crest of the roof so I could see onto the roof of the school. I saw a pair of sneakers, white with a blue stripe along the soles of the shoes! I spent the next decade wondering what the experience was and how to get it back. I wanted so badly to do it again but every time I went to sleep it didn't happen. I wondered how I could be out of my "real" body and yet how did my "real" body not die when I was gone? Why did it seem like it happened so fast and yet it had been a good half hour or more through the entire experience? I wondered if this is what it was like when we died. There were so many questions and yet everyone I asked looked at me as if I needed to see a Psychiatrist. In fact my parent did later take me to a Psychologist, who told them I was perfectly normal, but he also could not tell me what had happened and how I could do it again.

This experience happened again to me later in life, I was in the late 20's (1990's). I also validated those experiences with physical and measurable "real" objects, but these stories would take a good portion of a book to write. If you would like to hear about them I will gladly put them into a separate post.

P.S. For some odd reason from then on out all three of my extremely vivid OOB's were a result of laying down to sleep after being totally and thoroughly exhausted. It seems at least for me that I need to be completely physically exhausted, or physically and mentally exhausted before I lay down in order to obtain one of these experiences, though I am not sure why this is a requirement.

Tad