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violaceoux

I just woke up because my experience was so weird.

I had been having some strange dream about driving somewhere, and I was in a car/scooter thing that was going way fast and out of control and as it was going up a ramp, I was laughing hysterically! And I was so happy, and I was like, "I'm dreaming! I'm dreaming! That means I can do anything I want!" And all of a sudden there felt like a struggle to stop what was going on and do my own thing. There was a building in the near distance that was old... it looked like an old castle type of thing.. and I was drawn to it, because I wanted to find out some information about what I was doing and who I am. So I walked to it, and there was a lot of dancing and a lot of people around. I found the first woman I could find and shook her hand, but at this point I felt very fuzzy, almost like I could slip out of this at any point. It was loud... and there were people everywhere doing their own thing, but she seemed to know what was going on. I got really excited, because I thought I might be astral projecting and I always wanted to. When I would feel like I was slipping out, the words I was speaking became really muffled sounding to me, like I had something covering my ears, and I had to really concentrate on the loudness or the people or calming down before everything became clear again. I asked, "Is this what I think it is?" And she said "Yes, now let me take you someplace else," so we went into another, quieter room where we could talk. At one point there was randomly a dark haired girl standing there and I waved at her but she gave no response, and the blonde woman said, "I've been working to pull them in all night; I keep losing them and have to bring them back!" And me, I got really excited and shouted, "I've been trying to do this since the middle school!" I also asked to learn some new ways to astral project, because whatever I usually tried wasn't working, and I explained to her how I had stopped myself in a dream I was having. She said she would tell me "in time." Then I asked, "How do I know who you really are?" And she countered with, "How do I know that you are who you say you are?" And I started introducing and explaining myself, while she just smiled at me. She never got around to telling me how I would know for sure who she was. And then came "Indy," a person who appeared to be my age (20) with the most interesting hair I've ever seen. It was rainbow. So were his eyebrows. And I told him that I thought it was really neat, and that I wished my hair were blonde and straight! And he was like, "Open your eyes, maybe it is!" So I pretended to "Wash, cut and dye" my hair much to his bemusement but I looked in the mirror and it was the same again. He laughed and said "I told that kid it looked like he had lipstick on and he's been in there for 20 minutes washing it off," to the kid who was in the bathroom whose mirror I used. Then we were just standing in the hallway and I tried to hug and kiss him, just because I remembered that in the astral plane, these things are supposed to feel completely different... but he resisted, and said "You're not ready." But I begged and pouted so he gave me one kiss, but when he did that, something really weird happened, like I was thrust into yet another weirder consciousness for a split second. I pulled away and asked, "Does that usually happen when you kiss someone?" And he said, "No." And I said, "Why don't we try it again to find out?" But by this time my words were muffled, I heard his far away answer "I think we should let it be," and then my physical body turned its head and I woke up, calm as can be physically, but in complete wonderment mentally. There was also a part with Indy, I think before I told him about his hair, where we were outside on a balcony and I saw a friend that I know in real life, and I tried yelling to her but I couldn't, so I asked him to shout her name. He shouted the wrong name at first, and I was like "Nooo...!" and asked him again to shout her real name. He did, and she looked up, but he told me "Not to bother." So we went back inside.

I've NEVER, EVER experienced anything like this before. When I was in the building and everyone was moving around me and there was so much hustle and bustle, it was like I was really there. Everything about it seemed so real.

Greytraveller

Congrats 'cause it certainly appears that you did have a full OBE !  :-)
The method of inducing an OBE directly from a dream or lucid dream is a tried and true technique that works for many people and worked for you as well.
You probably travelled to some sort of Belief System Territory where discarnate 'Teachers' were instructing various OBEers and dreamers in different "astral studies". Sounds like an interesting place.

Grey

violaceoux

Thanks for the confirmation! I'm so excited about this. I hope I'll be able to recreate it sooner rather than later.

jub jub

Congrats, excellent experience!  :-)
"A moral being is one who is capable of reflecting on his past actions and their motives - approving of some and disapproving of others"  -  Charles Darwin

buff1003

I use my Hieronymus machine to astral project I had it since last year. Late last night after charging my crystal to millions of units of energy with my device I laid down to go to sleep and immediately something ran into my bedroom and stood right beside me. I was scared but realized that these were astral entities waiting for my separation. I begin to rise up from the bed then everything blacked out. The main problem with me is the exit it becomes quite dramatic when using a charged crystal with that much energy and white light injected into it. Not sure how much fire I am playing with here because no one has ever done what I did with my machine. Hopefully I will try again tonight but not become so panicky when the exit symptoms appear especially when that entity is beside me.

Thanks for reading my post.

Alan McDougall

Viola

This was definitely an lucid dream OBE which are just as relevant s the more difficult hypnagogic type. This experience needs to be analysed and interpreted for you as in bedded is a message . I have just read your detailed account and being an old geezer older than your dad, and having been around the block many time,I will try and see what its meaning is and come back to you

Love

Uncle

Alan,
Take Care

Alan