Mirror-Portal, re-entry, Exploring

[Summerlander]

17/05/2011:

On the previous day, I was so tired that I took a nap at 6.45pm. Three quarters of an hour later I was up and feeling refreshed. I hadn't done this in a while and I guess I could have projected in the late evening but I had responsibilities. Me and Stacey had gone to bed earlier than usual that evening too. We had pretty much broken our routine and messing with my sleep schedule might have contributed towards the induction of an OOBE later on. I'd risen in the night to use the toilet and a few minutes later I went back to bed with the intention of projecting.

It only took a couple of minutes until hissing palpitated in my head. Subsequently, an abrupt flood of warm waves pervaded me in that deeply relaxed state. As rumbling ensued, I started to slide involuntarily. I had relinquished all control and expected this feeling to lead me completely out of body but ended up back where I was originally. Then, I got out of bed and realised it had been an act of disassociation from the body as I couldn't see whatsoever. I rubbed my hands in order to engross myself on that level and bring about vision. Doing so, I could feel the tactile sensation of the hands but they never manifested visually. After a short while of rubbing, a burlesque version of my house came to light. Feeling exuberant, I went into the hallway and noticed that the mirror there, which displayed an exquisite white frame, was much wider than it should have been. Its size was remarkable because it was as wide as the hallway itself, from the wall by the staircase to the bedroom where both of my sons sleep.

My daughter's bedroom was non-existent there. The abode was ridiculously inaccurate, and, later upon waking, I was to realise that even the colour of the walls had been off. In actuality, the hallway walls are pale green, but, in that travesty of reality, they were lapis blue like in my bedroom. I grabbed the banister and felt its solidity. I relished in testing how sturdy the structure was by hitting it repeatedly. No sound accompanied the hitting. My next plan of action was to get to a random location by using the mirror as a portal. The surface looked like fluid and was completely non-reflective. Going through that silvery portal was like dunking my head in water. On the other side, I examined a darker extension of the house where features were less familiar. The scanning of that environment, which was inside the mirror, only lasted a few seconds before I found myself laying in bed again with an ongoing crackling in my head.

Separation wasn't as onerous as previously as the intention was enough to make me glide out. I made towards my sons' bedroom and felt hypnotised by the windows there. I went through them, as a ghost would, to find myself hovering about fifteen feet off the ground in my back garden. A gargantuan landscape was exposed before me and I beheld the lights of houses in the distance which contrasted a night sky. Looking behind me I saw that mine and my neighbour's house on the left side were fuscous. The house on the right side, however, had its ground floor lit. The dogs were missing in their garden. I descended into the lit area inside the house. There were furnishings galore which appeared to be misplaced and made the house look somewhat messy or as though the residents were in the process of moving.

I was in what I understood to be the living room but there was also a bed there with a patchwork quilt that was strangely familiar. I remembered that my mother used to have one just like it back in Portugal and I wondered if my thoughts were imposing on that ambient setup or influencing my perception in that state. I continued to study my next door neighbour's house in diligent fashion and noticed a television screen on one of the walls. The house was devoid of people. Suddenly, I was back in my body, laying in bed, just as I felt Stacey's foot retreating from making contact with my leg. She'd kicked me in her sleep and caused the culmination of my OOBE-state. It was time to get ready to take the kids to school.

[Pauli2]

If you request "Awareness now!" or "Clarity now!", and then wait some moments or until your vision re-stabilizes, does that improve the reality-fluctuations you experience?

[Summerlander]

Sometimes. Not always. I think it has more to do with believing something will happen. You don't really have to shout out anything. Rubbing hands is a good technique which works well for me.

There are other techniques mentioned here:
www.obe4u.com

It truly is a great site.