CezylGroup's OBE/Astral Tutorial Pt 4

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CezylGroup's OBE/Astral Tutorial Pt 4


Copyright © 2004 Cezyl (Darryl E. Berry Jr.)

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Projection Sequence: Getting Out


Generally you can do what I call a 'projection sequence', where you form the exercises into a sequence of exercises that progressively get you deeper. For instance:



1- Sit down and meditate 4-2 until entranced

2- Remain sitting and do energy work

3- Lie down and do relaxation into sleep with awareness until at transition

4- Focus on, play with, and move the transition phenomenon

5- When deep enough relax and move away form your physical body



Here is a great example of this:



Arms Through the Floor
Day 5
Session 8
Wednesday, March 12, 2003, 7:25 AM
Projection Journal 1
I started off sleepy, and intent to go deeply- with the notion to go all the way to projection. All of this was boiling strongly inside me. I intended to do the basic core exercises of this week, consisting of focusing on the second hand of the clock for a minute, meditating 4-2 until 'ready,' and relaxation, experimenting only after completing my core exercises. It is a matter of course now that during relaxation I get visions- with the potential of getting vibes at the start. My concentration practice has improved greatly. I went to meditation, again going nearly straight to sitting in trance rather than doing the 4-2 first. I seem to be magnetized to trance.

I did the 4-2 and then sat in trance. While sitting in a trance I decided to do energy work. I activated my feet, and then I drew energy up to my crown via my root charka and spine. I started on the main chakras but ended due to impatience. I brought some energy up my spine and looped it around completely one time and then down my front to the storage center once or twice. I drew some energy up my spine and around and straight to the storage about five times.

After meditation I laid down for relaxation. It was great. I entered a good deep state quickly. Sleepiness made it much easier. I entered trance and the vibrations started. They felt like bubbly, full-body vibrations. I strobed and did the ring exercise (making the vibrations into a ring around your body, and then moving the ring up and down). I quickly reached a state of lassitude. I turned onto my stomach, my face on my left cheek. Either as I went to the mat for relaxation, or as I turned around, I took a glance at the clock. It was 8:10 AM.

I again relaxed to some imagery. I focused on this, intent on allowing it to deepen. It did. It got stronger and clearer. I was seeing into a room of sorts. I was looking on as my vision scanned the room. It was a large room filled with so much pottery and ceramics and vases, with some furniture too. It was almost like a pottery store without the price tags.

I slipped into a dream. I was in the kitchen, like yesterday. Mom and her friend R. were there. I was sitting on a stool by the center counter. I was watching what they had on TV. There were several women in bikinis with a wrap around themselves, very sexually revealing their g-string bottoms for the guy in the scene. One would be there revealing, then the scene would change to another female, etc.

I was wearing a pair of my thin sleepwear pants, and I was becoming erect and it was showing more and more by the second. So as not to be embarrassed -and to masturbate- I moved to my room. As I walked to my room I saw what looked exactly like a Victoria's Secrets catalog I have, but it was huge and in the center of the hallway before the entranceway of the living room. I thought that I mistakenly left it out, but the size of the magazine and the fact that it was the middle part of another catalogue let me know it wasn't mine, and I had no reason to be embarrassed. J

I assume that I next entered my room, though I don't remember doing so. I just suddenly realized that I was in my room. At leaving the kitchen I thought of putting on an adult DVD. As I walked into my room the iron was there, and on, and smelled and looked burnt and burning. It was catching fire from being on too long. I'd forgotten it on, as I have physically done before. There was a box in the center of the length of the cord. This box had an on and off switch, and I was dumbfounded as to why I didn't notice that on the iron before, as it would have been easier to use that to turn the thing off, I thought. This dream, by the way, was more vivid than any ordinary dream.

I seemed to be sitting on the floor. There was this vacuum cleaner, shaped like a gas-motored grass blower, in about the center of the room. East of that was something else that I'll call a 'grinder'. It had these metal, spiked 'balls' on the end, attached as if to spin individually while the entire front part turned, turning all three of these already rotating 'balls'. It seemed to be for grinding. It was something like a miniature tunnel boring machine.

I took the iron control box and stuck it in between the grinder and the blower, causing intense heat from friction, as the grinder was on, and the blower had some action to it also. The blower caught on fire and disintegrated in a most peculiar way. The back or engine side of it caught on fire first, but rather than flames it sort of smoldered away. If you've seen the vampire movie Blade and noticed how the vampires burn to death when being cut by his sword you know what I mean.

The smoldering moved up the blower, disintegrating the blower to dust as it went. The thing is, the dust still had glowing embers in it, and I feared the carpet would set on fire. My mind was racing with the thought to get some water, but I was immobile. I wasn't paralyzed- or rather it didn't feel that way. I was just immobile. (Notice that the occurrences of being in paralysis, and of falling into a movie theater like dream experience, are both reoccurring themes in my experiences, and two of the trademarks of my projection positive states.) It was as if my legs were tied into the Zen meditation position, and I was powerless to move- not that I actively tried to free my state.

I watched as the grinder caught on fire, and then disintegrated, in exactly the same way as the blower. I just knew the house would catch on fire, for the embers where on the carpet and as much as I thought of and even visualized water pouring on the stuff, I still stayed put.

Something to the left about where my chair is caught my attention. I saw a sort of cauldron or round vase with something in it burning fiercely. It had some symbols or designs around the mid section of it. I feared it would set something on fire too. I then thought of the house having burned down, and I was seeing my mom in the middle of what looked to be a warehouse with only the frame standing. It locations seemed as if trying to be the result of the fire here, as my mother looked sadly and in mourning as if it was her house, standing inside the perimeter of the remains. But the size of what I was able to see, and the steel beams it had for supports, gave it away as another site all together- as did the scenery that was easily visible behind the site, being that all the walls were gone. This was more like watching a movie up close, rather than being in a dream.

I then thought of the burning equipment and my room, and the result as presented by this vision of the warehouse. The incongruity alerted me to my true situation of having fallen into a dream. For a moment I relished the thought of the concreteness and deliciousness of the dream. Then I thought of my nonphysical body and displacing.

After thinking to separate and displace, and putting all of my attention on my body awareness, my screen turned into a collage of ambiguous color. I paid it no mind though, and focused inward and downward to my body and how it felt and was. It was apparent to me that I was in my astral body. As I paid more attention to my astral body I noticed that the collage of colors that was once in my face seemed farther away. At first they were nearly filling my screen, as if I was but a few feet away from the movie theater screen but looking to the side of the movie screen. It ended up being a small collage of color off to the side and away, amid a big, empty void- like deep space without the stars.

I first thought to move my etheric arms. I started sliding my arms up, thinking, "please, please, please..." as if to say, "please stay separate and let me go!" My etheric arms had this electric quality to them, that I assume is because I had to have been dragging them through the floor. I was on my stomach, and that is that only possibility given the angle I was bringing them up at. I was moving them very slowly, and I could feel the tension I was causing because of my nervousness and my strong fear of ruining the experience.  

I notice that as I moved my etheric arms the astral environment took on a kind of 'spacious' feeling. I seem to have been partway between astral and etheric, and it was like when I started etherically moving the astral space around me expanded to fill this 'void' area, and I was astrally in the center of this void. The imagery that was once at my face was still a concentrated collage of color off to the side and far away- almost like a colorful medium sized star. I could see it as sort of a colorful area in this big void. Yet though I was in this void, I was still in this room, lying on the floor on my stomach, bringing my etheric forearm through he floor.

I got my hands up to about my lower abdomen, and I must have just snapped back because the next thing I know my arms seemed to have disappeared. I could no longer feel or perceive my etheric arms, and I could no longer feel my physical arms for the depth of the trance. Yet I knew they were where I left them. I had re-coincided. I decided to end this experiment, knowing next time to move wholly and gently, in a calm and relaxed manner, knowing that when I am etherically projected, I am etherically projected, so there. J



Afterthoughts:



What was that void exactly? (4/2/03)

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Any other techniques you find or create you can add into the mix, or switch around in the sequence, etc. The progressive sequence has really helped me though. Some techniques I've found that helped are focusing on your heartbeat, imagining pulling a rope, and visualizing walking around your home. Be creative.



Take care.



Cezyl


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