One of the questions I had when coming to this forum was this. Why are astral and other strange happenings associated with what I had discovered has a mysterious state of being. I would find myself in the opposite direction I am physical laying (while asleep or in trance).
Then one day I was actually able to catch my spirit body do this maneuver. It was a somersault performed by my astral self. The only other person who knew about this was upstream. He had a name for it. He is familiar with the maneuver and also is experienced at the same activity. BTW, I've become somewhat familiar with what my spirit body looks like now, though this has nothing to do directly with this subject.
I'm placing this dream here because upstream is looking for more information on this topic. While running through some old journaled dreams I came across this dream which seemed to show this polarity flip maneuver in it twice. Another interesting aspect of this dream is that I was clearly out of body while in the basement of my friend's house. When I told her about being in her basement in my dream it was as if she wasn't surprised. She described the basement and it fit what I saw, a newly constructed area. I didn't tell her about the young girl at her house(or the guy :) ). I didn't make the connection until I happened across this dream entry the other day. Her grandaughter died from unknown causes some time after this dream. Her grandaughter was found one morning lying next to her bed not breathing.
The dream:0115 5/4/02 Saturday AM
Jim (never met..internet friend who interprets dreams) is at this table to left of room. I'm sitting at right of room. We're watching these slides on a large screen.
I'm in this room, there is a young girl in bed sick. I am with her. She has oxygen on, suddenly she stops breathing. First she is at one end of the bed then she's at the other end. I call for help.
I'm in this house. Sara (an older woman I work with) is there. The others I don't recall. I get introduced to a young girl. It is the young girl who died in the previous paragraph. Blonde hair.A surgical scar on her chest.The scar is in the form of a square or patch.
Sara and someone went some places. To get there, they levitated, an open window close each time. I attempt this myself.
I'm in bed or a couch. I awake to the sound of someone creaking down some stairs. I thought I was staying at Sara's house. I start to get up only to find I'm lying next to a man (sleeping). He started to rustle around from my movement. He had a double at the other end of him, but I couldn't see well due to what seemed a left sided blindness.I thought maybe he had discovered the shock of me being here too. My hand is in his beard. I lay there frozen not knowing what to do.Who I think is Sara is still creaking down these steps. I start thinking this is funny. I'm about ready to sneak out of this situation.
I awake again,this time I could only guess where I am. I awoke to find myself at home here. It hadn't occured to me until awake.