June 6, 2009
I am thrilled to receive a wonderful birthday OBE once again this year! Having had consistent OBEs the past two years on my birthday, the intention and expectation was strong enough for another successful experience. My intentions for this birthday, as usual, was to help others who need assistance and if possible, to have a visit from one who is at a higher level for me to speak with. Once again, request was granted! Though there is some limited recall, the ending presence of a higher being was unforgettable!
My first recollection was just a ‘knowing’ that it was time to roll out, so I did! This time it was easy, light, and I moved quickly to the side door. By the time I was at the door, my vision was becoming clearer (since it is almost always darkness for a while) and I can see the porch outside. I feel the change as I move through the door to the porch, where I ask to be taken to ‘where I need to go’.
I take off flying, once again SO enjoying the freedom of flight, doing the flips and turns of unencumbered movement! I see the treetops and surrounding hills, and even remember there was an animal below (dog?) that I tried to play with by picking up a stick and throwing it.
My next recollection of hearing music, but also being aware I’m back on the couch. Knowing that music is always a signal for moving OOB, I just look around and see it coming from the window near my head. It’s a 50’s type music (with the words,” hey,hey, hey, hey”) with a catchy tune and I’m singing along.
I remember thinking I’m at home and OOB, so I call out to no one in general, “is anyone there?” trying to see if there is one who needs help. Getting no response, I then remember that neither my stepson nor daughter is home tonight (true statement remembered while OOB about physical life). With that, I move to the bed room area where their rooms are located.
I stop outside the closed door to my stepson’s room, and realize everything ‘feels’ so solid and real! I am slightly confused as to whether I am OOB (as I thought I was) or actually in physical! I try to pull on the door, and can feel how solid it is as it opens.
As I look into the room, I am so surprised to see someone there! I think immediately that this must be my stepson and apologize for intruding, saying, “oh! I’m sorry! I was told you weren’t going to be home tonight!” I felt embarrassed, and found myself quickly back on the couch, where a younger 30-something male was waiting.
(In hindsight, I did not take the time to realize that the bedroom was totally different than ‘real’ life. There was a much larger bed, with fluffy comforters, positioned in such a way that it couldn’t have been my stepson. I may have been directed there to speak with the young boy in the bed, but due to my surprise and embarrassment, I left too quickly! I need to remember that emotions are to be kept in check while OOB, but the ‘physical realness’ of this situation made me unsure of my OOB status)
Now, back on couch, even though I am unsure of my OOB status, I don’t think twice about this strange male figure on the couch with me! I am talking comfortably with him, and he is telling me about how difficult it is to get his son to comply with something (traction?). He talking about 60/40, with the idea that he needs to be doing it 60% of the time, but just can’t get his son to listen. I get the feeling it is sports related (football?). The responses I gave to him were to make him realize he was the ‘parent’ and that he had to take the responsibility to enforce compliance with his son.
I remember telling him something to the effect, who is the boss anyway? who is the parent?, and if you tell him he can’t go to football if he doesn’t do his traction, then he must listen to you. The male is concerned because he also plays football and doesn’t want to stop his son from going as well. I impressed upon him that he was the parent and he needed to make the rules.
I was so certain I was still ‘in physical’ that I remembered I wanted to get back to my travels and hoped I still had time! I went to lie down on couch to try to get back to sleep and became aware that there were different people passing by! I have limited recall here, but I know I was back and forth on the couch talking to different people who are coming by and asking, “Can I help you?”
I vaguely remember one time I heard talking from above my head on the couch, and an elderly black male moved to my side. His voice was soft, halting, and he was speaking about his concern for his son. I don’t recall the exact reasons, because I was having a difficult time understanding him as he would whisper his words, trailing off, and I had to repeatedly ask him to speak louder and clearer. I have no idea what his concern was, but I felt I was there to comfort him and give him someone to talk to. I distinctly heard the name of a college near me, and feel perhaps this son may have something to do with that institution. Otherwise, his words were not clear enough for recall.
My memories here are not good, but I do remember hearing different kinds of music at both ends of the couch, and moving back and forth as I interacted with others. At one point, I heard a phone ring, and moving to that area, heard a small female voice say something about being ‘fearful’. It was unusual in that it was a tiny voice, with the impression of a tiny, tiny female – even to the point where I feel it could have been a ‘fairy’-type spirit. Again, I have no further recall of what I did.
The most impressive memory I have is what happened at the end of the experience. I am still on the couch, thinking I am ‘really awake’, yet not bothered at all by the number of people I am interacting with! Suddenly, I ‘feel’ a flash of light and a powerful presence that appears on my right on the couch.
Intuitively I know this is one who is at a more advanced level coming at my request, and I distinctly remember hugging her and remarking, “Oh good! Someone came as I asked!” Although I had no visual image, it was a female with a distinctly strong accent (one with lots of hard ‘g’ sounds) and a soft soothing voice, closely resembling British English speech. (I recall an experience previously where I have heard this same female accent)
The odd thing is the entire time she is with me, there is a ‘hand’ over my face, as I could feel the fingers of a right hand keeping my eyes covered, and resting lightly on my cheek. I am not sure if it was my own ‘astral’ hand, or someone else’s.
She spoke with me in a matter-of-fact manner, answering my questions in a manner that I felt I was to pay attention to. I asked, “Am I not ready? Am I doing it right?” (in hindsight, I am not sure what I meant by ‘ready’!) and her response was, ‘no but that would be worth the 15 minutes to get here, to listen for me and what I say, and then we would have all the time in the world to do anything!’
Her words were more ‘feeling’ than words, and it left me with the message that I need to devote more time, even 15 minutes a day, to reaching that mind state where contact can be made with my guides. The more I do it, the easier it will become and the better connection I can have with those who guide me. I also understand that though it may be only 15 minutes in ‘real world’ time, there is much that can be accomplished because within the astral and upper dimensions there is no ‘time and space’ to limit me.
At this time, I remember there could have been more to our conversation, but my memories faded very quickly with full awakening.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
105) Breakfast visit, Volcanic yard, Mediterranean visit
It's been a long time since I've posted here, not because my experiences have stopped, but because there isn't much 'productivity' in what I am remembering! In hindsight, though, I realize perhaps there are some things that others can learn from, so I've taken the time to write up the last three experiences in one post. As always, please feel free to email me if you have any insight or comments!
5.16.09
This experience began with the usual false awakening in that I heard my husband come down to the couch where I was sleeping and lean over me, as if to talk. Keeping very still and not responding, I was able to realize I was close to exiting.
I rolled out and moved quickly out the front door to the rooftop, as I wanted to experience the freedom of flying again. I was on top of a very tall building now, and could see to the street below, knowing full well that I could ‘dive over’ the edge without fear….so I did! I did say ‘clarity now!’ a few times, but without much effect. I don’t have a lot of recall, but I remember a helicopter flew by at one time, and I was going in and out of the clouds….
The second exit this night I felt I was out a very long time. Initially I remember seeing people go by in the room. At one point I took a woman’s hand and asked, please take me to see N.J.! The next I recall was hearing what sounded like breakfast being eaten, with the clinking of a bowl and talking back and forth between a man and woman. I couldn’t see anyone, but remember I then went outside the house and saw some gardens. (These actions, although very vague, were validated as a possible connection.)
Having read about energy points we all have surrounding us, I attempted to reach out to the front where I was told one was located. Nothing happened. I then reached out to my left, and as soon as I touched what felt like warmth, I quickly moved up and out of body to my dining room and out the window! It all happened so fast, as if I was full of energy!
I’m flying around and at one point, there was what I thought felt like trembling of an earthquake and I couldn’t tell what was real and what wasn’t anymore! I am not sure what happened as my recall again is very limited and the experience faded shortly thereafter.
Again, I remember fumbling with the recorder, and when things were not going right, knew I was not fully awake and pulled myself to a more conscious awareness in order to record what little I remember.
5.25.09
This experience was more of a lucid dream recall in that I was not aware of any exit or control of my situations. There may be a bit of symbolism here as I found my front yard covered with hardened lava from a volcanic eruption. Trenches were being dug into the hardened lava, and there were men there working diligently to get these trenches dug.
At some point in this dream I remember an explosion that occurred…no other information except that I could physically feel the ‘impact’ of it happening!
Walking along one ‘trench’, I knew that on one side I had all my good ‘plants’ that were now covered with this hardened lava, but I was content to know that at least they were ‘safe’. Now I knew it was time to start digging them back up, and I wasn’t sure how to go about it! I remembered thinking that at least it was nice cool weather for this type of hard work!
5.27.09
My first recollection after ‘waking’ was that my arms and legs were floating all about, my usual signal that it’s time to roll out. However, I found I just couldn’t move! I eventually was able to just ‘push’ myself off the couch, and rolled onto the floor, flat on my face!
Moving slowly and heavily over to the dining room, I knew I could just move down into the earth by ‘intention’ since I was so low anyway! As I started, I realized there was not much below me (in my basement) or the earth that I wanted to see so with that thought, quickly found myself back on the couch.
The next few exits were also not very productive but I will share them anyway. I actually am not even sure in which order these next exits occurred but I will at least show what happened with each.
During one exit, I remember I tried calling out for ‘Richard’ (my guide’s name – see blog #78 ) in hopes he could help me separate easier. I held my arms up, hoping to feel my hands being held, and needing to know that my guides are with me. I didn’t get any response that I can recall.
In another exit, I remember how difficult it was to move, and that as I passed through the glass on my side door (as I have done easily before), I could actually ‘feel’ the glass stretch with me not allowing me to pass through easily!
With another exit, I also remembered to try to ‘reach out’ for the energy centers that surround me, feeling for the one in front and to the left (the one that worked before!). This time, nothing happened, and I even remember trying to reach for both at the same time in order to ‘make a circuit’ in hopes that it would help. But, this time…nothing.
At some point, I became aware that my arms and legs were floating again and found myself out easily this time, thinking and ‘seeing’ so clearly! I got outside and knew I wanted to go visit a particular person. I found myself in a very long pullback, one where I am traveling backward, up high, watching the different scenes fade away as if I am moving rapidly. It appeared to be various cities and countries that I was moving away from. At one point I remembered I could just ‘think’ of where I wanted to be and didn’t have to travel this long distance with the pullback.
With that, I dropped to a street level, watching these ‘Michelangelo’ type statues (Italian feel) moving about on bikes on a street. There were people all around, and my next recollection was of a small Italian type villa I moved into.
The small room had a Mediterranean feel (mix of Italian, French, Spanish) and there was a heavy wooden table in the center, with an older man and young boy standing by (waiter-type feeling). I felt I was to meet someone here, and started calling out for my friend I wanted to meet. I distinctly remember standing at the doorway calling out his name!
My next recall was sitting at that table, with two men – one ordering a tall light red colored drink with ice, and the one male telling me that only I was able to share this drink with him. There was much more, but my recollection didn’t allow me to recall any more except that there was more!
Another exit I found myself on the front porch with such clear thinking and knew I was able to do anything I wanted to do! I even remember how easily it was to pass through the front door, feeling the change in ‘cool air’ once outdoors. A long pullback occurred, but this time I ended up at a picnic type event, one with a red, white and blue (patriotic) theme.
I was having such fun, and felt that this was the type of event I wanted to be able to organize for my own community. It would be something for the people to come together and have fun and I felt it would be easy enough for me to do!
The night once again ended with my fumbling with my voice recorder, and again knowing that I was not fully awake. I tried to impress my key words (from the experiences) into my consciousness, as I forced myself more fully awake to find the recorder. Alas, upon full awakening, all I had left were these few memories in bits and pieces that I have to tried to piece back together again!
5.16.09
This experience began with the usual false awakening in that I heard my husband come down to the couch where I was sleeping and lean over me, as if to talk. Keeping very still and not responding, I was able to realize I was close to exiting.
I rolled out and moved quickly out the front door to the rooftop, as I wanted to experience the freedom of flying again. I was on top of a very tall building now, and could see to the street below, knowing full well that I could ‘dive over’ the edge without fear….so I did! I did say ‘clarity now!’ a few times, but without much effect. I don’t have a lot of recall, but I remember a helicopter flew by at one time, and I was going in and out of the clouds….
The second exit this night I felt I was out a very long time. Initially I remember seeing people go by in the room. At one point I took a woman’s hand and asked, please take me to see N.J.! The next I recall was hearing what sounded like breakfast being eaten, with the clinking of a bowl and talking back and forth between a man and woman. I couldn’t see anyone, but remember I then went outside the house and saw some gardens. (These actions, although very vague, were validated as a possible connection.)
Having read about energy points we all have surrounding us, I attempted to reach out to the front where I was told one was located. Nothing happened. I then reached out to my left, and as soon as I touched what felt like warmth, I quickly moved up and out of body to my dining room and out the window! It all happened so fast, as if I was full of energy!
I’m flying around and at one point, there was what I thought felt like trembling of an earthquake and I couldn’t tell what was real and what wasn’t anymore! I am not sure what happened as my recall again is very limited and the experience faded shortly thereafter.
Again, I remember fumbling with the recorder, and when things were not going right, knew I was not fully awake and pulled myself to a more conscious awareness in order to record what little I remember.
5.25.09
This experience was more of a lucid dream recall in that I was not aware of any exit or control of my situations. There may be a bit of symbolism here as I found my front yard covered with hardened lava from a volcanic eruption. Trenches were being dug into the hardened lava, and there were men there working diligently to get these trenches dug.
At some point in this dream I remember an explosion that occurred…no other information except that I could physically feel the ‘impact’ of it happening!
Walking along one ‘trench’, I knew that on one side I had all my good ‘plants’ that were now covered with this hardened lava, but I was content to know that at least they were ‘safe’. Now I knew it was time to start digging them back up, and I wasn’t sure how to go about it! I remembered thinking that at least it was nice cool weather for this type of hard work!
5.27.09
My first recollection after ‘waking’ was that my arms and legs were floating all about, my usual signal that it’s time to roll out. However, I found I just couldn’t move! I eventually was able to just ‘push’ myself off the couch, and rolled onto the floor, flat on my face!
Moving slowly and heavily over to the dining room, I knew I could just move down into the earth by ‘intention’ since I was so low anyway! As I started, I realized there was not much below me (in my basement) or the earth that I wanted to see so with that thought, quickly found myself back on the couch.
The next few exits were also not very productive but I will share them anyway. I actually am not even sure in which order these next exits occurred but I will at least show what happened with each.
During one exit, I remember I tried calling out for ‘Richard’ (my guide’s name – see blog #78 ) in hopes he could help me separate easier. I held my arms up, hoping to feel my hands being held, and needing to know that my guides are with me. I didn’t get any response that I can recall.
In another exit, I remember how difficult it was to move, and that as I passed through the glass on my side door (as I have done easily before), I could actually ‘feel’ the glass stretch with me not allowing me to pass through easily!
With another exit, I also remembered to try to ‘reach out’ for the energy centers that surround me, feeling for the one in front and to the left (the one that worked before!). This time, nothing happened, and I even remember trying to reach for both at the same time in order to ‘make a circuit’ in hopes that it would help. But, this time…nothing.
At some point, I became aware that my arms and legs were floating again and found myself out easily this time, thinking and ‘seeing’ so clearly! I got outside and knew I wanted to go visit a particular person. I found myself in a very long pullback, one where I am traveling backward, up high, watching the different scenes fade away as if I am moving rapidly. It appeared to be various cities and countries that I was moving away from. At one point I remembered I could just ‘think’ of where I wanted to be and didn’t have to travel this long distance with the pullback.
With that, I dropped to a street level, watching these ‘Michelangelo’ type statues (Italian feel) moving about on bikes on a street. There were people all around, and my next recollection was of a small Italian type villa I moved into.
The small room had a Mediterranean feel (mix of Italian, French, Spanish) and there was a heavy wooden table in the center, with an older man and young boy standing by (waiter-type feeling). I felt I was to meet someone here, and started calling out for my friend I wanted to meet. I distinctly remember standing at the doorway calling out his name!
My next recall was sitting at that table, with two men – one ordering a tall light red colored drink with ice, and the one male telling me that only I was able to share this drink with him. There was much more, but my recollection didn’t allow me to recall any more except that there was more!
Another exit I found myself on the front porch with such clear thinking and knew I was able to do anything I wanted to do! I even remember how easily it was to pass through the front door, feeling the change in ‘cool air’ once outdoors. A long pullback occurred, but this time I ended up at a picnic type event, one with a red, white and blue (patriotic) theme.
I was having such fun, and felt that this was the type of event I wanted to be able to organize for my own community. It would be something for the people to come together and have fun and I felt it would be easy enough for me to do!
The night once again ended with my fumbling with my voice recorder, and again knowing that I was not fully awake. I tried to impress my key words (from the experiences) into my consciousness, as I forced myself more fully awake to find the recorder. Alas, upon full awakening, all I had left were these few memories in bits and pieces that I have to tried to piece back together again!
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