Full description of OBE

[Cosmic_Ambitions]

I was wondering if anyone here would mind going into detail about what they actually experience from start to end with an OBE? (i.e. from lying in bed, to feeling the precursors, to the actual feeling/experience of separating, to their experiences while out of body, to re-entry, to awake, etc.)

I've felt all the precursors to an OBE, even felt what seemed to be my astral legs passing through the bed sheets, but no further...

Thanks for any replies,

Cosmic_Ambitions

[Selski]

Hi Cosmic

I posted a selection of my experiences a while ago.  Here's the link.

http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=16711

Any questions - fire.  

Sarah

[Cosmic_Ambitions]

Thanks much Selski... I love to read accounts written as vividly as yours. It helps me to understand how far along I am, and if my experiences are the same as others.

Thanks again,
Cosmic_Ambitions

[Token]

Here's one that I grabbed out of my journal folder at random.  I love going back and reading these things.
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September 21, 1998

Between 6:20 and 7:40 this morning I had a series of 3 OBE's.  

I was lying in bed at 6:20 and thinking that I could probably have an OBE if I let my mind drift a little and sure enough I began to get the familiar rush noise in my ear indicative of the onset of the OBE state.  I remember I had to coax it a little bit as I wasn't sure if it would really "catch" or not.  I also remember that I was very much awake and rather surprised that I got the rush while I was still so awake after looking at the clock just a few moments earlier.  The imagery was beginning to increase and I also remember being able to see through my closed eyes while the initial rushing was starting to happen.  But what I saw was not my bedroom.  I'm not sure what it was.

The separation process began and I rolled out to my right, ( I was on my back).  At that moment I remembered how recently a lot of my separations have been immediately caught by the magnetic wind and I never had a chance to explore the bedroom anymore since I would leave so quickly.  So this time I made a conscientious effort to look at my body in bed just as soon as I could turn myself around to see.  There I was under the blankets.  I tried to pull the blankets off so I could see myself, but my stubborn body was holding dearly onto them and wouldn't cooperate.  I yanked hard and accidentally pulled my body right off the bed onto the floor.  I gasped and said "oops" as I wasn't sure if I had done any damage or not.  It was a pretty loud thump when I hit the floor.  I tried to pull the blankets off while I was still on the floor and to my surprise the body was gone.  It was just an empty pile of blankets.  Then suddenly, just like in those ghost cartoons the blankets took shape and stood up, hopped up on the bed and started jumping up and down.
I made one last effort to pull the blankets off and uncovered a small boy, about 4 years old in blue and white pajamas laughing and jumping up and down.  I picked him up and looked him in the eyes and he said to me "I want to go OBE too!".  I laughed and told him he couldn't because he was just a body without a soul since I was his soul and I was already out.  He didn't really accept that explanation and grumbled, but then made his way out the door  and evidently found something to entertain himself with.

I looked around the room and noticed that quite a bit of the bedroom was different, the bed was oriented the wrong way.  The door swung in to the left instead of to the right.  I opened the half open door the rest of the way and found myself in a big big living room, that was not at all like my living room.  There was lots of furniture and lots of lamps and so on.

It's unclear what happened from here but I remember I spend a lot of time examining things in the room and kept swinging from lots of clarity to more minimal clarity.  I was experimenting with looking at different things because it seemed some things cause my sight to improve and others did not.  I remember that I wasn't feeling rushed and had lots of time to explore objects in the room.  I did return to my body after about 10 or 15 minutes of this.  I did not travel to my body but instead just lost lucidity and began to feel myself back in my body in bed.  I was still ripe for another separation and did so again without hesitation or problems.

This time when I separated I noticed that the door to the bedroom was shut.  I don't remember shutting it, and it surprised me.  I opened it and walked into the same big living room again, but this time some of the floor lamps that I saw earlier had their lamps facing in new directions, as if someone had adjusted them.  There were some other things that were different in the room as well and all of this surprised me since I had just been in this room moments earlier.  I spent a lot of time looking at things again, but then moved outdoors and noticed that the sky was light blue with high clouds scattered across it.  This color made me more lucid and I was really able to enjoy the view of looking up.  I started to think that perhaps it was colors that changed lucidity.  Perhaps blues helped and white did not.  I felt like traveling and called out for some assistance from the Magnetic Wind to take me for a ride since I wanted to explore and meet up with some people if I could.  To my surprise a rope with a loop handle appeared in front of me and stretched down a long stream bed far in front of me.  I grabbed the rope and said "OK let's go".  But nothing happened.  I coaxed the rope to pull me and it did a little bit but then stopped.  Then the rope vanished and reappeared stretching directly up into the sky instead.  There was no end to it.  I grabbed it again and tried to coax it to pull me, but again, nothing.  I realized this was not going to work as I had hoped and let the rope go and instead just hopped in the air and flew around on a breeze.  That's when I noticed there was a stronger breeze starting to stir and it made my flight a little shaky.  I kept getting blown one way but was trying to go the other.  I returned to my body the same way as before, just by losing lucidity, but was still able to go out again.

The third time out I once again walked out the bedroom door and into the living room and things were a little different again.  I thought how I must be going into just slightly different levels each time I separated again, that the process of going into the body and leaving resets everything and we randomly end up in a new universe each time.

The third time out I managed to fly to some place where there were some people and managed to see an old roommate.  I visited with her for awhile (actually we got kind of intimate but I'll leave those detail out) then I found myself back in my body.  That was it for the morning.  I looked at my clock right away and it said 7:40.  I had been out for 1 hour and 20 minutes.  It seemed like a half hour, but it was much longer.