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I have suffered from Emetophobia (fear of vomiting) since the tender age of three, and it has been controlling my life.  I'm doing as much as I can to stop worrying, but in the end, I feel like the anxiety is keeping me trapped, even though I know getting rid of anxiety is as easy as letting go.

I think I need a little spiritual healing to help me through this.  Help me learn to let go of the fear!

I was lying in a sort of receptive, trance state, listening to a  song on the radio, when out of the darkness of my room I saw someone's face.  I wasn't in SP, asleep, or even starting vibrations, but the face was clear.  It was holding onto a microphone.  I made a mental note to learn who was singing the song I was listening to the next morning.

I looked it up, and the face ALMOST COMPLETELY MATCHED the face of the person who was singing, but in my mind's eye, he looked somewhat older, and a little different.  I had never seen this person before (except breifly on TV when he was singing, but he looked nothing like he does now.)

Did I have a vision, or was it simply my subconscious relating this person's voice to a picture of him I had seen somewhere?

I had tried meditating to attain an OBE, but I lost consciousness.  I became lucid early this morning and chose to try and have and OBE.  But before I even said 'I wa-" aloud, there was this HUGE crashing noise, and I was thrown, well, bodily, from my body.  It was a most curious sensation.

I was in a place I had been before.  In a dream.  Maybe more likely, I was having an OBE, and thought I was dreaming.  Because the entire place was exactly the same, except for the experiences I had there.

My subconscious immediately said 'train station', but it was nothing of the sort.  It had a huge, square-shaped hole in the floor, cordoned off with some sort of decorative barrier.  Come to think of it, I should have looked in the hole.

On one side of the hole, there was a little square room of black-tiled floors and smooth black walls, and a kind of lamp above me, sort of like those you would see at the London Underground.  I walked around the square pit, and to the only other room, a back room with two elevators.  One was only accessible by walking into a spiral of cushions and sitting down.  (?)  I did this one first.  I spent at least five minutes in this elevator, going down.  While I was going down, I got to reading those little tags on the side, you know, 'This emergency button will..." ect.  But they said things like, 'This elevator is meant to cause discomfort.'



I got out of the elevator, and was in another dark-walled, dark-tiled room with one of those green, square cushions that you usually see on hotel lobbies.   One of my old camp counselors was there (I don't think it really was her.) with her mother (her mother hadn't been there when I had visited this place in a 'dream'.

My old 'counselor' greeted me cheerfully, telling me this place was the key to all things astral, but got quickly sidetracked talking to her mother, actually, lamenting to her mother about what a horrible person she was, and why her father hated her, and her mother was agreeing with her.  I kinda phased back into my body here.

I'm knew, please post all your thoughts and feelings on this.  I need as much feedback as possible!