July 30, 2011
For this experience, again I had difficulty in falling back asleep once I moved to the ‘traveling couch’ about 3am. I used the MP3s again to fall back asleep and was disappointed to wake without any memory of dreams or OBE’s at 5am.
Not getting discouraged, I decided to try a different series of MP3s that I had made into a playlist, this one with the recording of the words “I’m dreaming” built in after the guided meditation for induction of the right ‘mind state’, followed by a white noise type binaural beats.
Part of my problem with falling back to sleep and staying asleep was the fact that my new kitten insisted on climbing on top of me and nuzzling me at random times!! I knew this might be an issue for getting OOB, but I remembered I was able to do it before with her here, so I just kept trying.
In hindsight, this may have actually helped me, as I remember starting my tapes and realized my next recollection was of the cat moving around by my legs. In ‘looking’ there, I saw not only my kitten, but also my passed on black lab curled up next to me! He was SO happy to see me and I was ecstatic to be able to rub him and cuddle him again! I do remember thinking he had had a ‘haircut’, and that was unusual, especially since he never needed one before!
It didn’t ‘click’ right away that this was unusual, but then I realized, ‘wait, he can’t be here’ and I strained to remember that I DID take him to the vet last year when he was SO infirmed and sick. My mind was befuddled for a few seconds, as he was here and SO real, that I had to force myself to remember the details of his death to know this was not a ‘physical life’ reality.
What is also unusual though is when I realized I was likely in my ‘astral body’, I didn’t even have the awareness to roll out and move! My next recollection seems to be within a ‘dream’ again, finding myself leisurely walking around a ‘flea market’ of some sort.
I’m looking at objects, talking with people and SUDDENLY, I stop in my tracks with the realization, ‘hey, I could be out of body…maybe I AM dreaming!’ (I was confused when I first woke, wondering why I had this sudden realization as there was no apparent ‘trigger’ in that dream sequence at the flea market –an anomaly or other signal like I just had with my dog Buddy – to trigger this awareness!)
I took the chance I was ‘out’ and tried to do the little jump which confirmed I was out!! (By doing a little jump and seeing how it ‘feels’ more floating and soft, then you know!) I do remember flying around and doing a few things first, but then I remembered I was there with my daughter!
I did a ‘superman pose’ flying swoop to where she was in another room, and she jumped down from some height to be with me. I told her, “You know you’re dreaming, don’t you?” She said, “No, what do you mean?” I said, “You’re are actually dreaming now and you can do whatever you want since you are out of body! You can do flips….(which, with that statement, I realized she CAN do flips already as she is a gymnast!)…well, so you can do that already, but now you can also fly!! Do a little jump, you’ll see!”
With that, she did a little jump, and said, “Wow, this is great! I am dreaming!” and she took off flying and swooping all around the room! She moved outdoors, and now I am watching her ‘remotely’ as if on a screen in front of me. I see her flying all around this playground, having so much fun, doing all kinds of things, and even passing directly through the back of a bench!
As I stood there watching her, I remember clearly thinking, ‘let me try recording now because I really want to remember all that I’ve done!’ So I pull out my recorder, holding it firmly in my hand, and see that it looks totally different from what it normally does. Instead of small and grey, it is rather large and dark colored. Nevertheless, I want to try, and with a click of the switch, I see the lights go on and am thrilled maybe I CAN record ‘from here’ so that I could retain more memories!
I framed the words in my mind and then try to speak….but I had no voice! Such an odd ‘feeling’! I’m trying to ‘talk’, I have the words and memories, but nothing is coming ‘out’! Now my thoughts are ‘gosh, this is likely going to make me go back to body, isn’t it?’…and then of course, I feel that transitioning to more wakefulness immediately after. I wake, finding nothing in my hands, and my recorder still carefully tucked at my side.
This was the first time I consciously took a chance of trying to do something I knew would make me go back to body. I generally try to avoid such things, but I so wanted to be able to recall more memories.
Also, in looking at the clock I see it is now 6am, only an hour after starting my MP3s. The hour-long white noise was still playing and only about 15 minutes into it. What I realized was that the timing of the voice stating, “I’m dreaming” was likely the trigger for the ‘sudden realization’ I had in the flea market! It worked! Instead of my usual ‘triggers’ to awareness (anomalies in what is usual), I must have unconsciously ‘heard’ those words which make me stop and think about my ‘state’!
I talked to my daughter later that day to see if she could validate or confirm any of the events. She had no specific recall, but what she told me was astonishing to me. She told me she ‘dreams a lot’ but never takes the times to try to remember them. I asked her if she ever becomes aware she is dreaming while within a dream, and she said, ‘Oh, all the time!’ She went on to say that there are times when she even is aware enough to ask herself, “I wonder if this is what my mom does when she tells me she is traveling in her dreams”!!!!
Wow, I was shocked…and told her that she has already learned the hardest part of learning to travel OOB, the ability to become ‘aware’ within a dream! I was a little disappointed, though, to hear her say that she had no interest at this time to pursue this ability. As she says, most times when she becomes aware, she remembers feeling like she would prefer to ‘just go back to the dream’ and enjoy it instead of keeping the control.
This was a great OBE, I feel, as I not only learned more about my daughter’s abilities, but that it also gave me another chance to ‘be with’ my beloved pet Buddy again! But I also learned another lesson…that I’ll just have to live with the loss of memories rather than try to make any more recordings while remaining conscious in the astral!! lol
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
151) Total Control OOB in Astral City; More Tips and Techniques
7.14.11
This is going to be a long one, but it’s filled with good information including more tips and techniques for getting out of body.
To preface this OOBE, I want to mention that I had set intentions to do a few things when I next had an OOBE. From a previous post recommendation, I was told that I should try to remember to ask someone if they could tell me how I could have a better recall with my experiences, since I lose so much upon waking.
In addition, I have been enjoying a daily walk that includes a beautiful view overlooking countryside and each time I pass by, I affirm I want to ‘fly again’ like the birds I see over the landscape and enjoy that freedom, since it’s been a while since I ‘consciously’ did that during an experience.
Also, in my past few posts you can read that I’ve learn how to change textures while OOB using only my mind and understanding ‘reality’ as we experience it. I have been having some great discussions on the Facebook site with others about this as well as using borderline consciousness states just as you wake to induce OBEs.
With all of this as a prelude to my OBE, you’ll understand better why I’m so excited about what happened, despite the fact that the actual plot of the OBE was not impressive. This one was more about ‘experiencing’ and understanding, than doing….although I did that too! I hope I’m able to describe what I felt well enough for you to understand as well.
Heading to my couch about 3am, as usual, I decided I’d use my MP3s to help get into the right mind-state, as the past few times I’ve had difficulty falling back asleep or into an OBE. For this one, though, I had a playlist made where I inserted my own voice saying “you’re dreaming” after the guided meditation in hopes of making me become more aware, before it continued into some binaural beat music.
I remember listening to the guided relaxation, fully visualizing my usual protective white light and doing affirmations as I listened, and then, ‘woke’ a bit at the point where I heard my own voice say ‘I’m dreaming’.
In hindsight, this was a waking to in-between conscious state before fully waking, although at the time, I felt fully awake, yet very relaxed as I could not feel my body. I remember turning my head to look at a clock on the wall (one with hands – not digital) and seeing it was already 5am! (The fact that it was a ‘hands’ clock is a key point to my not realizing I was not fully awake…see later)
I remember thinking, ‘oh well, it’s late, but there is still time to get out if I can’…and with that turned back and realized, ‘hey, wait…something is different here’. I did not feel vibrations, nor did I have the usual floating sensation, but something felt very different than ‘real life’ lying on the couch. (I wish I had a better description for you, but it just felt ‘not normal’)
With only that hint of a doubt and remembering that I should not analyze anything but just GO when I have ANY degree of doubt about my ‘reality’, I decided to try to roll out! I was so surprised to find myself now rolling off the couch and falling flat on my face on the floor! But I was out of body!! I felt SO very heavy and had difficulty moving, but so happy to be out!
I was ‘blind’ seeing nothing but darkness and felt my usual need to go ‘to the door!’ to prevent being pulled back in. I tried to move but the strong pulling and tugging made it difficult to get free from the area I was in. I remember moving away, but not completely to the door, when I stopped and thought, ‘wait, maybe I should see why I can’t move’.
With no vision still, I decided I’d try to move around the room, feeling my way, and was busy sensing where the different furniture was using only my sense of ‘vibration’ change. I remember it was fun to try to ‘feel’ where everything was without seeing, and then once knowing I was next to a piece of furniture, changing how it felt to become more solid, and then ‘lighter’ again. (This is so difficult to explain!)
To get my attention, I think, a small kitten appears and I realize I’m now seeing and playing with this kitten next to the door I wished to exit. (I have a cat, but this was a very young unfamiliar kitten). Seeing the door clearly now, I decide to leave and take special effort to open the door the ‘usual way’ so the kitten would not get out, but also remarking to myself, ‘gee that’s silly to open the door when I can just go through it!”
As I exited the door, I found myself in another house, an older one, that had the ‘feel’ of a grandmother’s home and I thought for a bit it was MY grandmother’s home, although it looked a bit different. It is interesting to note that somehow it felt as if it belonged to BOTH my maternal and paternal grandmother!
I was floating above two women who were discussing what to do with the different things in the house, as their mother had passed on and the belongings needed to be divided up. These women felt to be similar to my mother’s sisters, yet the house felt to be my father’s mother’s! I almost felt as though I was eavesdropping on their conversations, as they seemed to have no awareness of my presence. They were reminiscing with each item found and reliving memories of their lives.
With them was a little boy, who was constantly getting into things and being a general nuisance to their work. At one point, I saw the little boy climb something very high and knew he was in trouble. I had to intervene to bring him down safely, and it was at that point the women realized I was there!
What was interesting, though, was that they had no problem with the fact that I was just flying around them and bringing their boy back to safety! Now they are talking with me, and carrying on everyday conversation. I remember telling them about the old hat boxes and others things up in the rafters that I saw when I was flying around there.
What is really fascinating with this experience now is that I am much more aware than I ever have been while out of body! I feel as though I am in FULL control AND remembering more from my actual ‘physical’ life and bringing those thoughts into this experience!
Most times, when within an OBE, I have learned that I cannot stop to ‘think’ and analyze situations and events, as that is when I find myself being pulled back to body. Now, it seems, I have the ability to stop and ‘think’ of what I want to do and to bring in more ‘physical life’ references while keeping the experience going.
This was shown to me a few times, as I remember when I was watching these women pack up and leave the house, I decided I’d fly off to explore other areas. I started to move away from them I recall saying ‘Remember, I’ll see you later!”
It was at that point I realized that I wanted to ask someone while within an experience how could I have better recall when I became fully awake again.
So I turned and swooped back to the one woman and asked, “How can I remember more details when I am back in my body?” and her reply was, “why do you need to remember details? You know you’re out, you know you’re here”…and I replied, “because I like to write and share these experiences and need to have better recall”….but I could see that I was not going to get the answer I wanted, so gave up and flew off.
At another time while within this house, I remembered encountering my current husband and was a bit surprised to see him there! He tried to start a conversation with me, saying something about my son that had to be dealt with, but I recall my response clearly, “do we have to discuss it now? I don’t’ want to talk about it now because I’m out of body and we can do this when I return to my physical body!’ (I am guessing this might have been a challenge to see if I could maintain my awareness with a ‘real life’ person to encounter and deal with!)
I also remember trying to fly face first into an old section of the house above a door, just to show I could! Funny this is, I got stuck half way through and had to extricate myself slowly with some very strong mental affirmations!!
I moved to a flat area next to the grandmother’s house up high in the mountain, and looked out over the city below. Looking back at the house I thought, ‘who’s going to want to live in this old house? It’s so far away from everything and so old, yet it is filled with memories.’ My thoughts explained that this house had served its purpose and was perfect while they were here, but it was not needed any more so it would be gone. In thinking this, there was no strong emotional attachment; it just had to be this way.
Turning to face the city below, I now remember how much I wanted to once again fly over the countryside, swooping and enjoying the freedom it gave me. I took a running leap off the edge and flew over the city below, watching the people and looking into the windows on the various buildings.
I felt this to be an entirely different sort of city, one where people knew you were there and thought nothing of someone flying in to talk with them! One particular encounter I had was swooping down to talk to a young mother who had a child with her. She took advantage of asking me my medical opinion (how she knew I had that background, I don’t know!) about prescribing a certain medication refill for her son and if I’d do it for her.
I had to explain that this was a medication from another doctor and one I was not familiar with so she would have to get it from him. At this point another man stopped by to chat with us, describing his son’s use of that same medication and saying it wasn’t a good one. With that, I flew off.
I found myself with the knowing I was going back to body…and struggled to remember these details. Using my recorder once fully awake, I was so surprised to see via my phone clock that it was yet only 4:55am! I realized now that the clock on the wall that I looked at before was stopped at 2:10am and could not have said 5am!
Had I looked at a digital clock prior to my experience, chances are the numbers would have been abnormal somehow (as I’ve used this signal before) and I would have known for sure I was OOB.
Now, IMO, the learning in this experience I feel was not so much the particular interactions that I had, but the way in which I had the interactions. I was able to stop and take in more of my surroundings, and use recall of my physical life intentions to control what I did within the experience. Most times, I just do whatever comes my way, but for this one, I was the one in complete control of both thoughts and actions!
The realm I was traveling in played out like a ‘regular life’, but yet the people there were accustomed to having travelers like me dropping in. They seemed to know me and didn’t mind my presence, and I was just doing what I wanted when I wanted!
What is also interesting this time is the use of the recording “I’m dreaming” to bring me to a lighter state of awareness. This ‘twilight state’ is very conducive to getting out of body and it is that time when you are not quite asleep, yet not fully awake.
This suggestion might help those who are having difficulty getting out of body or remembering their dreams. With this busy world we live in, most of us are accustomed to jumping out of bed with the alarm each morning, dismissing any thoughts quickly as we prepare for our day.
Why not set the alarm a few minutes earlier? Or even better, use a second alarm that has a softer tone to it earlier than your ‘must get up’ alarm. Upon hearing this softer alarm (a soft chime, gong, or beep), know that you now have been brought to awareness and do not move a muscle. Keep your consciousness aware as you attempt to reconnect to the memories of whatever dream or thoughts you were just having. You may even be able to fade back into the ‘mind-awake, body-asleep’ state that is key for an out of body experience.
While reconnecting, you can use backward recall to find more details, starting with what you remember last and then thinking what happened just before. Use the ‘tagging’ system I mentioned in my blog where key points are ‘tagged’ with a single word for easier recall once fully awake.
Once now fully awake and moving, use these key words to quickly write or record your memories. You’ll find there are times when recurrent themes may be directing your thoughts that offer insight and help with your daily lives. It is by consistent journaling and practice that success will eventually come!
This is going to be a long one, but it’s filled with good information including more tips and techniques for getting out of body.
To preface this OOBE, I want to mention that I had set intentions to do a few things when I next had an OOBE. From a previous post recommendation, I was told that I should try to remember to ask someone if they could tell me how I could have a better recall with my experiences, since I lose so much upon waking.
In addition, I have been enjoying a daily walk that includes a beautiful view overlooking countryside and each time I pass by, I affirm I want to ‘fly again’ like the birds I see over the landscape and enjoy that freedom, since it’s been a while since I ‘consciously’ did that during an experience.
Also, in my past few posts you can read that I’ve learn how to change textures while OOB using only my mind and understanding ‘reality’ as we experience it. I have been having some great discussions on the Facebook site with others about this as well as using borderline consciousness states just as you wake to induce OBEs.
With all of this as a prelude to my OBE, you’ll understand better why I’m so excited about what happened, despite the fact that the actual plot of the OBE was not impressive. This one was more about ‘experiencing’ and understanding, than doing….although I did that too! I hope I’m able to describe what I felt well enough for you to understand as well.
Heading to my couch about 3am, as usual, I decided I’d use my MP3s to help get into the right mind-state, as the past few times I’ve had difficulty falling back asleep or into an OBE. For this one, though, I had a playlist made where I inserted my own voice saying “you’re dreaming” after the guided meditation in hopes of making me become more aware, before it continued into some binaural beat music.
I remember listening to the guided relaxation, fully visualizing my usual protective white light and doing affirmations as I listened, and then, ‘woke’ a bit at the point where I heard my own voice say ‘I’m dreaming’.
In hindsight, this was a waking to in-between conscious state before fully waking, although at the time, I felt fully awake, yet very relaxed as I could not feel my body. I remember turning my head to look at a clock on the wall (one with hands – not digital) and seeing it was already 5am! (The fact that it was a ‘hands’ clock is a key point to my not realizing I was not fully awake…see later)
I remember thinking, ‘oh well, it’s late, but there is still time to get out if I can’…and with that turned back and realized, ‘hey, wait…something is different here’. I did not feel vibrations, nor did I have the usual floating sensation, but something felt very different than ‘real life’ lying on the couch. (I wish I had a better description for you, but it just felt ‘not normal’)
With only that hint of a doubt and remembering that I should not analyze anything but just GO when I have ANY degree of doubt about my ‘reality’, I decided to try to roll out! I was so surprised to find myself now rolling off the couch and falling flat on my face on the floor! But I was out of body!! I felt SO very heavy and had difficulty moving, but so happy to be out!
I was ‘blind’ seeing nothing but darkness and felt my usual need to go ‘to the door!’ to prevent being pulled back in. I tried to move but the strong pulling and tugging made it difficult to get free from the area I was in. I remember moving away, but not completely to the door, when I stopped and thought, ‘wait, maybe I should see why I can’t move’.
With no vision still, I decided I’d try to move around the room, feeling my way, and was busy sensing where the different furniture was using only my sense of ‘vibration’ change. I remember it was fun to try to ‘feel’ where everything was without seeing, and then once knowing I was next to a piece of furniture, changing how it felt to become more solid, and then ‘lighter’ again. (This is so difficult to explain!)
To get my attention, I think, a small kitten appears and I realize I’m now seeing and playing with this kitten next to the door I wished to exit. (I have a cat, but this was a very young unfamiliar kitten). Seeing the door clearly now, I decide to leave and take special effort to open the door the ‘usual way’ so the kitten would not get out, but also remarking to myself, ‘gee that’s silly to open the door when I can just go through it!”
As I exited the door, I found myself in another house, an older one, that had the ‘feel’ of a grandmother’s home and I thought for a bit it was MY grandmother’s home, although it looked a bit different. It is interesting to note that somehow it felt as if it belonged to BOTH my maternal and paternal grandmother!
I was floating above two women who were discussing what to do with the different things in the house, as their mother had passed on and the belongings needed to be divided up. These women felt to be similar to my mother’s sisters, yet the house felt to be my father’s mother’s! I almost felt as though I was eavesdropping on their conversations, as they seemed to have no awareness of my presence. They were reminiscing with each item found and reliving memories of their lives.
With them was a little boy, who was constantly getting into things and being a general nuisance to their work. At one point, I saw the little boy climb something very high and knew he was in trouble. I had to intervene to bring him down safely, and it was at that point the women realized I was there!
What was interesting, though, was that they had no problem with the fact that I was just flying around them and bringing their boy back to safety! Now they are talking with me, and carrying on everyday conversation. I remember telling them about the old hat boxes and others things up in the rafters that I saw when I was flying around there.
What is really fascinating with this experience now is that I am much more aware than I ever have been while out of body! I feel as though I am in FULL control AND remembering more from my actual ‘physical’ life and bringing those thoughts into this experience!
Most times, when within an OBE, I have learned that I cannot stop to ‘think’ and analyze situations and events, as that is when I find myself being pulled back to body. Now, it seems, I have the ability to stop and ‘think’ of what I want to do and to bring in more ‘physical life’ references while keeping the experience going.
This was shown to me a few times, as I remember when I was watching these women pack up and leave the house, I decided I’d fly off to explore other areas. I started to move away from them I recall saying ‘Remember, I’ll see you later!”
It was at that point I realized that I wanted to ask someone while within an experience how could I have better recall when I became fully awake again.
So I turned and swooped back to the one woman and asked, “How can I remember more details when I am back in my body?” and her reply was, “why do you need to remember details? You know you’re out, you know you’re here”…and I replied, “because I like to write and share these experiences and need to have better recall”….but I could see that I was not going to get the answer I wanted, so gave up and flew off.
At another time while within this house, I remembered encountering my current husband and was a bit surprised to see him there! He tried to start a conversation with me, saying something about my son that had to be dealt with, but I recall my response clearly, “do we have to discuss it now? I don’t’ want to talk about it now because I’m out of body and we can do this when I return to my physical body!’ (I am guessing this might have been a challenge to see if I could maintain my awareness with a ‘real life’ person to encounter and deal with!)
I also remember trying to fly face first into an old section of the house above a door, just to show I could! Funny this is, I got stuck half way through and had to extricate myself slowly with some very strong mental affirmations!!
I moved to a flat area next to the grandmother’s house up high in the mountain, and looked out over the city below. Looking back at the house I thought, ‘who’s going to want to live in this old house? It’s so far away from everything and so old, yet it is filled with memories.’ My thoughts explained that this house had served its purpose and was perfect while they were here, but it was not needed any more so it would be gone. In thinking this, there was no strong emotional attachment; it just had to be this way.
Turning to face the city below, I now remember how much I wanted to once again fly over the countryside, swooping and enjoying the freedom it gave me. I took a running leap off the edge and flew over the city below, watching the people and looking into the windows on the various buildings.
I felt this to be an entirely different sort of city, one where people knew you were there and thought nothing of someone flying in to talk with them! One particular encounter I had was swooping down to talk to a young mother who had a child with her. She took advantage of asking me my medical opinion (how she knew I had that background, I don’t know!) about prescribing a certain medication refill for her son and if I’d do it for her.
I had to explain that this was a medication from another doctor and one I was not familiar with so she would have to get it from him. At this point another man stopped by to chat with us, describing his son’s use of that same medication and saying it wasn’t a good one. With that, I flew off.
I found myself with the knowing I was going back to body…and struggled to remember these details. Using my recorder once fully awake, I was so surprised to see via my phone clock that it was yet only 4:55am! I realized now that the clock on the wall that I looked at before was stopped at 2:10am and could not have said 5am!
Had I looked at a digital clock prior to my experience, chances are the numbers would have been abnormal somehow (as I’ve used this signal before) and I would have known for sure I was OOB.
Now, IMO, the learning in this experience I feel was not so much the particular interactions that I had, but the way in which I had the interactions. I was able to stop and take in more of my surroundings, and use recall of my physical life intentions to control what I did within the experience. Most times, I just do whatever comes my way, but for this one, I was the one in complete control of both thoughts and actions!
The realm I was traveling in played out like a ‘regular life’, but yet the people there were accustomed to having travelers like me dropping in. They seemed to know me and didn’t mind my presence, and I was just doing what I wanted when I wanted!
What is also interesting this time is the use of the recording “I’m dreaming” to bring me to a lighter state of awareness. This ‘twilight state’ is very conducive to getting out of body and it is that time when you are not quite asleep, yet not fully awake.
This suggestion might help those who are having difficulty getting out of body or remembering their dreams. With this busy world we live in, most of us are accustomed to jumping out of bed with the alarm each morning, dismissing any thoughts quickly as we prepare for our day.
Why not set the alarm a few minutes earlier? Or even better, use a second alarm that has a softer tone to it earlier than your ‘must get up’ alarm. Upon hearing this softer alarm (a soft chime, gong, or beep), know that you now have been brought to awareness and do not move a muscle. Keep your consciousness aware as you attempt to reconnect to the memories of whatever dream or thoughts you were just having. You may even be able to fade back into the ‘mind-awake, body-asleep’ state that is key for an out of body experience.
While reconnecting, you can use backward recall to find more details, starting with what you remember last and then thinking what happened just before. Use the ‘tagging’ system I mentioned in my blog where key points are ‘tagged’ with a single word for easier recall once fully awake.
Once now fully awake and moving, use these key words to quickly write or record your memories. You’ll find there are times when recurrent themes may be directing your thoughts that offer insight and help with your daily lives. It is by consistent journaling and practice that success will eventually come!
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Response to Pass Through Truck Miracle Post
This is what I wrote in response to a request as to why I feel this 'Pass Through Truck Miracle' occurred in my life....it might be insightful for others so I'll share it here too...
As for why it happened, I'll likely not fully know in this life, however, I do feel it may have been one of the 'built in' exits that could have been pre-planned into my life. We take much effort in-between lives, IMO, to create all types of options to be shown to us when necessary depending on what choices we make in this life. It's hard to imagine, but I believe that every single choice we make here has been seen before and a pre-planned set of experiences designed to maximize our learning here was created. This includes 'life exits' that may be needed.
At the time of this truck miracle (1999), I was in turmoil, emotionally exhausted, and going through a bad divorce. I was on my way to sign papers that I felt to be totally wrong to do so, yet had to do....(ok, so the details were that I was on my way to sign papers to mortgage my house, the one my father built for me as payment for taking care of his mother, to pay my soon-to-be ex his half of it!!! totally not fair in my eyes!)....
I remember reading once where we sometimes pre-plan certain points in our life where we are given the opportunity to 'exit' this life depending upon our degree of need or desire. This could have been one of those, and the fact that the crash didn't happen was because I was stable enough to know that my young children (at the time) were the reason I had to remain and wanted to do so. You can see that I had no idea this was going to happen, as I repeated with certainty that 'he's going to hit me!'
Also, I have to clarify at the time, I was not as involved in the astral travel nor have the understanding that I have now. Those were the times when life was my family, and the few dream experiences I had and such were nothing more than that. In hindsight now, I can see that I've been guided to this point in my life for various reasons.
I do have to say, that this wasn't the first time I had 'divine intervention' that stopped me from a catastrophic outcome. One other time when I was just a young woman of 25, I was saved from certain disaster with my first encounter with 'voices' within a dream. If interested, I can share that too...
As for why it happened, I'll likely not fully know in this life, however, I do feel it may have been one of the 'built in' exits that could have been pre-planned into my life. We take much effort in-between lives, IMO, to create all types of options to be shown to us when necessary depending on what choices we make in this life. It's hard to imagine, but I believe that every single choice we make here has been seen before and a pre-planned set of experiences designed to maximize our learning here was created. This includes 'life exits' that may be needed.
At the time of this truck miracle (1999), I was in turmoil, emotionally exhausted, and going through a bad divorce. I was on my way to sign papers that I felt to be totally wrong to do so, yet had to do....(ok, so the details were that I was on my way to sign papers to mortgage my house, the one my father built for me as payment for taking care of his mother, to pay my soon-to-be ex his half of it!!! totally not fair in my eyes!)....
I remember reading once where we sometimes pre-plan certain points in our life where we are given the opportunity to 'exit' this life depending upon our degree of need or desire. This could have been one of those, and the fact that the crash didn't happen was because I was stable enough to know that my young children (at the time) were the reason I had to remain and wanted to do so. You can see that I had no idea this was going to happen, as I repeated with certainty that 'he's going to hit me!'
Also, I have to clarify at the time, I was not as involved in the astral travel nor have the understanding that I have now. Those were the times when life was my family, and the few dream experiences I had and such were nothing more than that. In hindsight now, I can see that I've been guided to this point in my life for various reasons.
I do have to say, that this wasn't the first time I had 'divine intervention' that stopped me from a catastrophic outcome. One other time when I was just a young woman of 25, I was saved from certain disaster with my first encounter with 'voices' within a dream. If interested, I can share that too...
Monday, July 11, 2011
Pass Through Truck - A Miracle in My Life
In discussing the idea of ‘true reality’ with others, I shared an unusual experience I had many years ago that I felt was much similar to this 'change in solidness' that I felt in my last OBE (150- Levels of Collective Consciousness). I feel it might help to share it here on my blog as well. This experience, however, it was in real life, hence my strong belief that you should be able to alter physical 'reality' as it is only an illusion of what 'true reality' is!
To share quickly, I was driving on a highway, going over a bridge. I pulled out to pass a long semi-truck (tractor trailer) and was just about half way up past him, when he decided to pull into my lane!! I had nowhere to go but over the side of the bridge, so I slammed on my brakes, knowing full well I was too far up the side of the truck to completely miss him!
It all played out in slow motion, hence why I KNOW I saw what I saw....as I'm repeating to myself, "he's going to hit me!" watching the truck move closer knowing I'll be pushed to water below....and then was UTTERLY AMAZED to see the back corner of the truck PASS THROUGH the hood of my car as he pulled completely in my lane in front of me!!!!!
I was shaking with disbelief and needed to pull over after he continued on his way, never realizing how close I came to certain death! I questioned myself as to what I really saw, but then I also KNOW that I did not make that up....I SAW two solid physical objects become 'transparent' and pass through each other, keeping me safe (but just a bit shook up!)
I think part of me 'knows' the real truth deeply, as this is why I am adamant about how illusory this life really is when I’m discussing it with others….but I can understand why others have a difficult time with this idea!
ADDENDUM - Be sure to click on comments below for more!
To share quickly, I was driving on a highway, going over a bridge. I pulled out to pass a long semi-truck (tractor trailer) and was just about half way up past him, when he decided to pull into my lane!! I had nowhere to go but over the side of the bridge, so I slammed on my brakes, knowing full well I was too far up the side of the truck to completely miss him!
It all played out in slow motion, hence why I KNOW I saw what I saw....as I'm repeating to myself, "he's going to hit me!" watching the truck move closer knowing I'll be pushed to water below....and then was UTTERLY AMAZED to see the back corner of the truck PASS THROUGH the hood of my car as he pulled completely in my lane in front of me!!!!!
I was shaking with disbelief and needed to pull over after he continued on his way, never realizing how close I came to certain death! I questioned myself as to what I really saw, but then I also KNOW that I did not make that up....I SAW two solid physical objects become 'transparent' and pass through each other, keeping me safe (but just a bit shook up!)
I think part of me 'knows' the real truth deeply, as this is why I am adamant about how illusory this life really is when I’m discussing it with others….but I can understand why others have a difficult time with this idea!
ADDENDUM - Be sure to click on comments below for more!
Monday, July 4, 2011
150) Levels of Collective Consciousness
July 4, 2011
I had a difficult time falling back asleep this morning after waking as usual about 3am. I found myself in that ‘twilight’ state for most of the next few hours, where you know you are not asleep, yet your body is very relaxed. Despite my best efforts, there was nothing happening.
I felt a bit frustrated at this apparent inability to get into the right mindstate for an exit, and finally after two hours, gave up and turned to my MP3’s I’ve used in my early years.
I was thrilled to realize that it worked and I now found myself at the edge of vibrations ready to separate! I could clearly see the back of the couch I was lying on, and knew I could just climb over and get out, so I did! It was an easy exit, and I wasted no time in taking off flying.
Once again, I have to apologize for the lack of recall, as I’m just as frustrated as anyone would be when they know there was SO much more done while out of body and yet, upon full consciousness, the memories disappear!
What I do recall is flying over some sort of building, open structures, rather like a wooden garden pagoda shape. As I passed over, I would put my hand down to feel top part of the structure, surprised to see that I could feel a ‘solidness’ to it and other times notice that my hand passed right through. I remember thinking why was this happening? (I realize now it was likely a prelude to what I was to learn)
My next recollection is walking through streets, telling myself “I will have full recall” trying to impress what was happening in my memory. I’m now sitting with a female, and the only word that remains is ‘consciousness’ as the topic of our conversation. My impression is that we were talking about the many different levels of consciousness that exist and how it depends on where we are in that ‘mix’ as to what we will perceive as reality.
I remember learning something like is it not just our individual ‘consciousness’ that determines our ‘reality’, but that it is a combinations of all the ‘consciousness’ levels that exist in our physical environment. I had always thought that there was my own individual one, and a general ‘collective consciousness’ that existed that ultimately affected our physical lives here.
What prompted this, I believe, is a discussion I have been having a discussion with another about what ‘reality’ is. He feels that what we know as our physical reality here is more of an ‘external’ and separate influence in our lives, and which I believe is more of an individually created and influenced reality existing here. I did, however, agree it was difficult to fully understand how one person can affect what appears to be ‘external’ physical reality in any big way due to the overwhelming ‘collective consciousness’ effect that exists as well.
I now seem to understand that our individual consciousness is not just our own perceptions, but also what we have assimilated through a multitude of levels of other ‘collective consciousnesses’, from the smaller family and societal level consciousness, to larger religious and cultural consciousness that also make up our individual realities. This is very difficult to explain, but the idea was that there were many more levels of influence out there than just the two I had thought.
This was also shown to me in a series of ‘hands on’ demonstrations, where I can recall trying different awareness levels and doing different tasks. For instance, I can remember being adamant that a surface was solid, completely and utterly impenetrable, and to prove it, slammed my hand down on the counter to show how sturdy it is. Yet, at the same time, I knew I was out of body so I should not be able to do so. I remember the ‘feel’ of that solidness, only to change the next minute when I was told to raise my vibration and awareness to be able to gently glide my hand right through that same surface!
One other demonstration had to do with the sense of smell, and I can recall asking what that smell I was being shown was and the word ‘coriander’ is all I have left of those details.
Again, it seems I am always saying how much I don’t remember, but yet somehow, I am able to bring back at least a little bit to share! There was so much more but at least I do know that I came away with a deeper understanding of what reality is…and what it isn’t!
I had a difficult time falling back asleep this morning after waking as usual about 3am. I found myself in that ‘twilight’ state for most of the next few hours, where you know you are not asleep, yet your body is very relaxed. Despite my best efforts, there was nothing happening.
I felt a bit frustrated at this apparent inability to get into the right mindstate for an exit, and finally after two hours, gave up and turned to my MP3’s I’ve used in my early years.
I was thrilled to realize that it worked and I now found myself at the edge of vibrations ready to separate! I could clearly see the back of the couch I was lying on, and knew I could just climb over and get out, so I did! It was an easy exit, and I wasted no time in taking off flying.
Once again, I have to apologize for the lack of recall, as I’m just as frustrated as anyone would be when they know there was SO much more done while out of body and yet, upon full consciousness, the memories disappear!
What I do recall is flying over some sort of building, open structures, rather like a wooden garden pagoda shape. As I passed over, I would put my hand down to feel top part of the structure, surprised to see that I could feel a ‘solidness’ to it and other times notice that my hand passed right through. I remember thinking why was this happening? (I realize now it was likely a prelude to what I was to learn)
My next recollection is walking through streets, telling myself “I will have full recall” trying to impress what was happening in my memory. I’m now sitting with a female, and the only word that remains is ‘consciousness’ as the topic of our conversation. My impression is that we were talking about the many different levels of consciousness that exist and how it depends on where we are in that ‘mix’ as to what we will perceive as reality.
I remember learning something like is it not just our individual ‘consciousness’ that determines our ‘reality’, but that it is a combinations of all the ‘consciousness’ levels that exist in our physical environment. I had always thought that there was my own individual one, and a general ‘collective consciousness’ that existed that ultimately affected our physical lives here.
What prompted this, I believe, is a discussion I have been having a discussion with another about what ‘reality’ is. He feels that what we know as our physical reality here is more of an ‘external’ and separate influence in our lives, and which I believe is more of an individually created and influenced reality existing here. I did, however, agree it was difficult to fully understand how one person can affect what appears to be ‘external’ physical reality in any big way due to the overwhelming ‘collective consciousness’ effect that exists as well.
I now seem to understand that our individual consciousness is not just our own perceptions, but also what we have assimilated through a multitude of levels of other ‘collective consciousnesses’, from the smaller family and societal level consciousness, to larger religious and cultural consciousness that also make up our individual realities. This is very difficult to explain, but the idea was that there were many more levels of influence out there than just the two I had thought.
This was also shown to me in a series of ‘hands on’ demonstrations, where I can recall trying different awareness levels and doing different tasks. For instance, I can remember being adamant that a surface was solid, completely and utterly impenetrable, and to prove it, slammed my hand down on the counter to show how sturdy it is. Yet, at the same time, I knew I was out of body so I should not be able to do so. I remember the ‘feel’ of that solidness, only to change the next minute when I was told to raise my vibration and awareness to be able to gently glide my hand right through that same surface!
One other demonstration had to do with the sense of smell, and I can recall asking what that smell I was being shown was and the word ‘coriander’ is all I have left of those details.
Again, it seems I am always saying how much I don’t remember, but yet somehow, I am able to bring back at least a little bit to share! There was so much more but at least I do know that I came away with a deeper understanding of what reality is…and what it isn’t!
Saturday, June 25, 2011
149) Transition to Consciousness Using Fear
I just wanted to share a quick experience I had with a short nap I had today, something I rarely do (take a nap) but maybe I should consider! lol
I've always wondered why it is that I don't become 'lucid' when I find myself undergoing some significant distress in my dreams. It would seem to me that if I felt I was in a 'dire moment' where I was about to undergo some significant injury or even death that I should be able to realize it's only a dream and wake up to 'consciousness'.
In thinking about this more lately, I realized that should I next find myself in this type of situation, that it WOULD be a good idea to just 'assume' I'm dreaming and take off. With the understanding that this life is 'but a dream' in essence (as we are spiritual beings having a physical body), even if it WAS 'physical life' that this was happening in, then I'd still 'wake to consciousness' on the other side! Does this make sense? In other words, I would avoid the pain and suffering of a severe injury or 'death' if it was 'real life' or a dream, thereby enjoy the easy transition to my real 'self'!
Anyway, I had the chance to use this new idea today, as I found myself doing something around a heavy machinery tractors (what I was doing there, I had no idea!) At one point, the backhoe (digging machine) that I had climbed up on started to tilt and fall backward down a steep incline. I was immediately catapulted upward off the front of the machine very, very high!!
I 'knew' that I was about to be killed or severely injured when I landed, as there would be no avoiding it with how high I was. I somehow remembered at that point that there was no reason to fear, it HAD to be a dream and that I could just take off flying! And I did!!! I was THRILLED to know that I could do this, feeling my falling body now soaring and not having to worry about being hurt or dying!!!
Ok, that's it...maybe doesn't sound like much, but I can see that my experiences are taking things up a notch and becoming more frequent. I'm thrilled they've returned and just wanted to share my new 'perspective' on things!
I've always wondered why it is that I don't become 'lucid' when I find myself undergoing some significant distress in my dreams. It would seem to me that if I felt I was in a 'dire moment' where I was about to undergo some significant injury or even death that I should be able to realize it's only a dream and wake up to 'consciousness'.
In thinking about this more lately, I realized that should I next find myself in this type of situation, that it WOULD be a good idea to just 'assume' I'm dreaming and take off. With the understanding that this life is 'but a dream' in essence (as we are spiritual beings having a physical body), even if it WAS 'physical life' that this was happening in, then I'd still 'wake to consciousness' on the other side! Does this make sense? In other words, I would avoid the pain and suffering of a severe injury or 'death' if it was 'real life' or a dream, thereby enjoy the easy transition to my real 'self'!
Anyway, I had the chance to use this new idea today, as I found myself doing something around a heavy machinery tractors (what I was doing there, I had no idea!) At one point, the backhoe (digging machine) that I had climbed up on started to tilt and fall backward down a steep incline. I was immediately catapulted upward off the front of the machine very, very high!!
I 'knew' that I was about to be killed or severely injured when I landed, as there would be no avoiding it with how high I was. I somehow remembered at that point that there was no reason to fear, it HAD to be a dream and that I could just take off flying! And I did!!! I was THRILLED to know that I could do this, feeling my falling body now soaring and not having to worry about being hurt or dying!!!
Ok, that's it...maybe doesn't sound like much, but I can see that my experiences are taking things up a notch and becoming more frequent. I'm thrilled they've returned and just wanted to share my new 'perspective' on things!
Thursday, June 23, 2011
148) California Adventures; Meeting Jaime and OOB in a Plane!
6/19/11
I had met my new OBE friend Jaime for the first time this day, and set the intention to see if I could go visit in an OBE that night. My first recollection after my induction was of being in a hospital-type area with friends caring for me, helping me to move from one room to another. I knew I wanted to go, but yet I might not be ready.
Impatiently I rolled out and immediately fell backward, unsteady and unable to control my movements. I could hear my daughter and a friend (Bill?) talking in distance going off to explore but I was not in control enough to move to go with them.
Finding myself back in body, I noticed a beautiful multicolored geometric mosaic design behind my closed eyes that swirled around until it faded and I found myself fully aware again.
I consciously attempted to induce again, and this time found it was an easy exit, as I moved out the door to fly up through some trees (as usual). This time, though, I stopped to ask the tree if it ever had a hug, and then grabbed some leaves and branches to give it a hug.
I went off, with limited recall now as I had such an unexpected ending to this experience that it overtook these memories. I recall only of flying high, very dark at first having to state ‘clarity now’ twice to try to improve, and impressing three words into my consciousness to help with my recall. “horse”? “house“? and a third word I have no memory of now. Vaguely, I can remember seeing a wide open plain with horse(s) below me.
One other memory was seeing a city below me lit up with lights as it was night time, knowing it was a different appearance than the cities back home. It appeared to be in a flat area but surrounded by mountains, similar to the landscape I noticed in California. My only ‘feelings’ left to this beginning experience was as if I was ‘high and far away’ with wonderful memories when I returned to my body.
I remember the usual fumbling with the recorder, seeing the lit display with odd numbers, so I knew it was a signal of a false awakening. I was excited to record what I had remembered, so I pulled back to more wakefulness, but was surprised to see that the recorder was still malfunctioning again.
I was about to pull awake once more when I noticed a man and two young boys standing behind the couch I was lying on. “Jaime is here!” was the first impression I had, but also knew he looked just a bit different. He had on some sort of ‘uniform’ but it wasn’t military, a short sleeve single color (white? gold?) chef-type shirt with a design on the right sleeve. (This is why the memories of the first part faded quickly, as I was so excited to see him!)
With him were two boys around the age of 8 or 9. I remember sitting and chatting with them, Jaime with one boy on his lap and the other standing in front. We were laughing and having a good time. I tried to look closely at the young boys to be able to describe what they looked like after awakening.
Both boys had brown eyes, the one on Jaime’s lap with small style dark color frame glasses and messy wavy hair in a beautiful red-brown color. I remember remarking on how messy it was! The other boy had a mop of hair, brown, rounder face and possibly freckles. I wasn’t sure if Jaime was their caretaker or the one was related and the other a friend. I remember thinking what nice kids they were!
Because I was so surprised to see Jaime at the end when I was ‘pulling back’ to awareness, I have completely forgotten when it was that I did earlier in the night, and can only remember these few details. I just know I came back from ‘far away’ and ‘high’ and had a fantastic time!
But it was also SO nice to know that my intention to ‘go see’ Jaime the same night I met him for the first time brought him here to my daughter’s place at the end of a great OBE!
In speaking with Jaime later, I found that that he remembered sitting and talking with people that night, but no recollection of the young boys or any idea who they could have been. Because Jaime is very familiar with the OBE process as well, I feel it just may have been a connection we both shared that night.
6/22/11 Plane flight home
In meeting with OBE friends in California and sharing their excitement, it motivated me to want to try something new and see if I could get OOB while traveling on the plane to home, since I knew it was a long trip and I could sleep. I was concerned it might not happen, as I have never attempted this in a noisy, bumpy, moving environment, but still wanted to try.
In used my usual affirmations and visualization before sleep, and remember being surprised to feel my left knee floating up as I sat in the plane seat. (I was in a window seat, next to the wing of the plane.) It didn’t bring me to awareness of possibly being OOB, as my mind registered it as something interesting but not that unusual.
It was at that point that we had to have hit some turbulence, or maybe my seatmate moved slightly to bump me, but I felt my astral leg quickly and heavily sink back into my physical body, enough to startle me to more awareness.
I realized ‘hey wow! I WAS starting to get OOB!’ Without waking completely, I settled back in and soon found both knees now floating up, to the point where I felt totally squished in the seat! I wondered how do I get out fully while sitting in this plane seat?!?
I thought a change in position might help, so I leaned back, falling through the back of the seat, and then used a ‘floating’ visualization to try to lift. My next memory is of seeing the ceiling of the plane only inches from my face!!
I now realized I was out!! I was so thrilled, yet I told myself not to get too excited. I remember thinking I should verify it by moving my hand through the roof of the plane. As I placed my hand partially through the ceiling successfully, I fearfully remembered I was in a moving airplane and maybe shouldn’t disturb some important ‘wiring’ or such and so pulled my hand back in quickly! (This shows me how strong my beliefs were that you just don’t go outside or mess with a moving airplane!! lol)
Now I’m doing handstands on the back of the seats, flopping myself into unsuspecting passengers laps and then moved to the front of the plane. I found two open seats next to a young male and thought I’d just stop here to check out first class. While there, the stewardess made some announcement, and I realized that no one was too happy about her disturbing their quiet. I could feel the passenger’s ‘irritation’ and even sensed some ‘discontent’ from the stewardess as she performed her job.
At that point we did hit turbulence, and I awoke fully from my sleep. I was so happy to have succeeded! I knew I had felt ‘confined’ to the inside of the plane, with my fear of causing problems should I have exited it.
What is very interesting, though, is that soon after I awoke, I was able to see the TV screen of the row ahead of me. It was playing a Bugs Bunny cartoon where he was returning the Tasmanian devil home to Tasmania. Bugs Bunny was flying home, and was sad about leaving behind the Tasmanian devil.
Just before landing, Bugs looks out the plane and sees the Tasmanian devil riding home with him out on the wing of the plane!! I knew this was meant for me to see, as I felt at that time that the next time I WILL be able to remember that I cannot be harmed and will get out to see what it’s like on the wing as we fly!!!
I had met my new OBE friend Jaime for the first time this day, and set the intention to see if I could go visit in an OBE that night. My first recollection after my induction was of being in a hospital-type area with friends caring for me, helping me to move from one room to another. I knew I wanted to go, but yet I might not be ready.
Impatiently I rolled out and immediately fell backward, unsteady and unable to control my movements. I could hear my daughter and a friend (Bill?) talking in distance going off to explore but I was not in control enough to move to go with them.
Finding myself back in body, I noticed a beautiful multicolored geometric mosaic design behind my closed eyes that swirled around until it faded and I found myself fully aware again.
I consciously attempted to induce again, and this time found it was an easy exit, as I moved out the door to fly up through some trees (as usual). This time, though, I stopped to ask the tree if it ever had a hug, and then grabbed some leaves and branches to give it a hug.
I went off, with limited recall now as I had such an unexpected ending to this experience that it overtook these memories. I recall only of flying high, very dark at first having to state ‘clarity now’ twice to try to improve, and impressing three words into my consciousness to help with my recall. “horse”? “house“? and a third word I have no memory of now. Vaguely, I can remember seeing a wide open plain with horse(s) below me.
One other memory was seeing a city below me lit up with lights as it was night time, knowing it was a different appearance than the cities back home. It appeared to be in a flat area but surrounded by mountains, similar to the landscape I noticed in California. My only ‘feelings’ left to this beginning experience was as if I was ‘high and far away’ with wonderful memories when I returned to my body.
I remember the usual fumbling with the recorder, seeing the lit display with odd numbers, so I knew it was a signal of a false awakening. I was excited to record what I had remembered, so I pulled back to more wakefulness, but was surprised to see that the recorder was still malfunctioning again.
I was about to pull awake once more when I noticed a man and two young boys standing behind the couch I was lying on. “Jaime is here!” was the first impression I had, but also knew he looked just a bit different. He had on some sort of ‘uniform’ but it wasn’t military, a short sleeve single color (white? gold?) chef-type shirt with a design on the right sleeve. (This is why the memories of the first part faded quickly, as I was so excited to see him!)
With him were two boys around the age of 8 or 9. I remember sitting and chatting with them, Jaime with one boy on his lap and the other standing in front. We were laughing and having a good time. I tried to look closely at the young boys to be able to describe what they looked like after awakening.
Both boys had brown eyes, the one on Jaime’s lap with small style dark color frame glasses and messy wavy hair in a beautiful red-brown color. I remember remarking on how messy it was! The other boy had a mop of hair, brown, rounder face and possibly freckles. I wasn’t sure if Jaime was their caretaker or the one was related and the other a friend. I remember thinking what nice kids they were!
Because I was so surprised to see Jaime at the end when I was ‘pulling back’ to awareness, I have completely forgotten when it was that I did earlier in the night, and can only remember these few details. I just know I came back from ‘far away’ and ‘high’ and had a fantastic time!
But it was also SO nice to know that my intention to ‘go see’ Jaime the same night I met him for the first time brought him here to my daughter’s place at the end of a great OBE!
In speaking with Jaime later, I found that that he remembered sitting and talking with people that night, but no recollection of the young boys or any idea who they could have been. Because Jaime is very familiar with the OBE process as well, I feel it just may have been a connection we both shared that night.
6/22/11 Plane flight home
In meeting with OBE friends in California and sharing their excitement, it motivated me to want to try something new and see if I could get OOB while traveling on the plane to home, since I knew it was a long trip and I could sleep. I was concerned it might not happen, as I have never attempted this in a noisy, bumpy, moving environment, but still wanted to try.
In used my usual affirmations and visualization before sleep, and remember being surprised to feel my left knee floating up as I sat in the plane seat. (I was in a window seat, next to the wing of the plane.) It didn’t bring me to awareness of possibly being OOB, as my mind registered it as something interesting but not that unusual.
It was at that point that we had to have hit some turbulence, or maybe my seatmate moved slightly to bump me, but I felt my astral leg quickly and heavily sink back into my physical body, enough to startle me to more awareness.
I realized ‘hey wow! I WAS starting to get OOB!’ Without waking completely, I settled back in and soon found both knees now floating up, to the point where I felt totally squished in the seat! I wondered how do I get out fully while sitting in this plane seat?!?
I thought a change in position might help, so I leaned back, falling through the back of the seat, and then used a ‘floating’ visualization to try to lift. My next memory is of seeing the ceiling of the plane only inches from my face!!
I now realized I was out!! I was so thrilled, yet I told myself not to get too excited. I remember thinking I should verify it by moving my hand through the roof of the plane. As I placed my hand partially through the ceiling successfully, I fearfully remembered I was in a moving airplane and maybe shouldn’t disturb some important ‘wiring’ or such and so pulled my hand back in quickly! (This shows me how strong my beliefs were that you just don’t go outside or mess with a moving airplane!! lol)
Now I’m doing handstands on the back of the seats, flopping myself into unsuspecting passengers laps and then moved to the front of the plane. I found two open seats next to a young male and thought I’d just stop here to check out first class. While there, the stewardess made some announcement, and I realized that no one was too happy about her disturbing their quiet. I could feel the passenger’s ‘irritation’ and even sensed some ‘discontent’ from the stewardess as she performed her job.
At that point we did hit turbulence, and I awoke fully from my sleep. I was so happy to have succeeded! I knew I had felt ‘confined’ to the inside of the plane, with my fear of causing problems should I have exited it.
What is very interesting, though, is that soon after I awoke, I was able to see the TV screen of the row ahead of me. It was playing a Bugs Bunny cartoon where he was returning the Tasmanian devil home to Tasmania. Bugs Bunny was flying home, and was sad about leaving behind the Tasmanian devil.
Just before landing, Bugs looks out the plane and sees the Tasmanian devil riding home with him out on the wing of the plane!! I knew this was meant for me to see, as I felt at that time that the next time I WILL be able to remember that I cannot be harmed and will get out to see what it’s like on the wing as we fly!!!
Saturday, June 11, 2011
147) Multiple exits; Instant Movement; Comets; Fighter Pilot
June 9, 2011
What was interesting about this OBE was the fact that I had multiple exits and multiple scenes that I interacted in, but as usual, my recall is limited to only a few specific details.
What I found this time was that I was enjoying so much more ‘movement’ with an apparent ability to instantaneously move to a new situation or scene without the usual long black tunnels and sensations of ‘time’ passing. I believe most of my lost recall is due to these multiple ‘instant’ scene changes.
As you may know from past posts, I try to use a single word recall for different parts to jog my memory once awake. I remember attempting to ‘pin’ one word signals to these various scenes, and was only able to hang onto the tags “door”, “stadium”, “comet”, “jet”, and “cuddle”, as key points to remember. The rest of the descriptions I write are formed from the ‘feelings’ and ‘emotions’ that are recalled with these signal words.
I do know I was ‘out’ multiple times, as the key word ‘door’ indicates. I remember thinking each time I found myself back to body that I wasn’t done and wanted out again! There was great control of my exits and each time I would take a moment to ‘feel’ the change in texture as I passed through my front door, which is why that stuck with me as a memory.
At one point in this OBE, while I was out flying fast and furious and enjoying my freedom, I heard someone call, ‘come look at this!’ I was just outside a “NASA” (my word to describe it) stadium like structure and was able to peek through an opening to see some football type game being played below. In another ‘porthole’, I remember seeing a young boy and young girl practicing some sort of gymnastic type activity with their feet involving balance.
The scene changed and now I find myself moving instantly to outer space, surrounded by darkness yet seeing this beautiful glowing planet before me. Initially I thought it was Earth, but as I got closer realized it had the same beautiful blue with white swirls but no land! I passed by it, not even pausing to check it out, and saw what I thought were more planets in the distance.
As they got closer, I saw beautiful ‘bubbling’ swirling colors all around it, and was surprised to see it swoosh past me with a glorious swirl of color extending far behind it. I knew now it was a comet, and turned to see another one just as beautiful with its colors and swirls, zooming past me on the other side!
I knew I was always ‘up high’ in these experiences, and have even a faint recall of being in a tropical type area with high mountains that I tried to fly up and over. The interesting part about this, though, was that as high as I moved, the mountains moved even higher! I had to eventually realize I was not going to get over them and stopped myself.
Looking down below, I distinctly remember thinking, “wow, good thing I’m not afraid of heights!” because of how high I was!
The most interesting recall of this multiple OBE is likely the ‘jet’ reference, as I remember finding myself inside a fighter plane as it flew. It was a more recent type plane, maybe WWII or later. I am just behind the pilot watching as he is engaged in a dogfight with another plane! I could see bullets hitting the windshield in front!
I’m watching closely, but what I found most interesting is the lack of ‘emotion’ attached to this ‘life or death’ scene! It was as if I had a ‘detached neutrality’ to it, knowing that it’s all part of a ‘human drama’ that ultimately was not necessary nor needed as a part of my ‘life’. It almost felt as though this was a past life, as I felt I was both the pilot and the one who watched. The feeling I had was, ‘yup, this was just something that happened’ and did not put any emotional tie to it at all.
The final ‘cuddle’ reference is when I found myself back on the couch, as I was in physical, but with a pair of masculine arms encircling my waist. Different from the previous experiences where I knew I was out in the ‘open’ and ‘up high’, this was more of a ‘near physical realm’ sensation. I was a bit hesitant as I felt this touch was just a bit too close, and I turned to see who this man was, as I was not afraid although I did not recognize him as anyone I knew.
He was talking to me and I was having difficulty understanding his words. I remember asking him a few times to please repeat what he’s saying, as I just couldn’t hear them clearly. I somehow knew he wanted to get ‘closer’ and tried to kiss me after placing his hands on my breasts. His kiss was not appealing at all, and I knew it was time to stop.
I woke with a bit of emotion that I had to ‘let go’ in order to try to fade back into the right mindstate for recall and was upset to forget so much! I was finally able to drift back, trying to reenter the experience with my recorder running to recall at least these particular scenes I’ve shared with you.
What was interesting about this OBE was the fact that I had multiple exits and multiple scenes that I interacted in, but as usual, my recall is limited to only a few specific details.
What I found this time was that I was enjoying so much more ‘movement’ with an apparent ability to instantaneously move to a new situation or scene without the usual long black tunnels and sensations of ‘time’ passing. I believe most of my lost recall is due to these multiple ‘instant’ scene changes.
As you may know from past posts, I try to use a single word recall for different parts to jog my memory once awake. I remember attempting to ‘pin’ one word signals to these various scenes, and was only able to hang onto the tags “door”, “stadium”, “comet”, “jet”, and “cuddle”, as key points to remember. The rest of the descriptions I write are formed from the ‘feelings’ and ‘emotions’ that are recalled with these signal words.
I do know I was ‘out’ multiple times, as the key word ‘door’ indicates. I remember thinking each time I found myself back to body that I wasn’t done and wanted out again! There was great control of my exits and each time I would take a moment to ‘feel’ the change in texture as I passed through my front door, which is why that stuck with me as a memory.
At one point in this OBE, while I was out flying fast and furious and enjoying my freedom, I heard someone call, ‘come look at this!’ I was just outside a “NASA” (my word to describe it) stadium like structure and was able to peek through an opening to see some football type game being played below. In another ‘porthole’, I remember seeing a young boy and young girl practicing some sort of gymnastic type activity with their feet involving balance.
The scene changed and now I find myself moving instantly to outer space, surrounded by darkness yet seeing this beautiful glowing planet before me. Initially I thought it was Earth, but as I got closer realized it had the same beautiful blue with white swirls but no land! I passed by it, not even pausing to check it out, and saw what I thought were more planets in the distance.
As they got closer, I saw beautiful ‘bubbling’ swirling colors all around it, and was surprised to see it swoosh past me with a glorious swirl of color extending far behind it. I knew now it was a comet, and turned to see another one just as beautiful with its colors and swirls, zooming past me on the other side!
I knew I was always ‘up high’ in these experiences, and have even a faint recall of being in a tropical type area with high mountains that I tried to fly up and over. The interesting part about this, though, was that as high as I moved, the mountains moved even higher! I had to eventually realize I was not going to get over them and stopped myself.
Looking down below, I distinctly remember thinking, “wow, good thing I’m not afraid of heights!” because of how high I was!
The most interesting recall of this multiple OBE is likely the ‘jet’ reference, as I remember finding myself inside a fighter plane as it flew. It was a more recent type plane, maybe WWII or later. I am just behind the pilot watching as he is engaged in a dogfight with another plane! I could see bullets hitting the windshield in front!
I’m watching closely, but what I found most interesting is the lack of ‘emotion’ attached to this ‘life or death’ scene! It was as if I had a ‘detached neutrality’ to it, knowing that it’s all part of a ‘human drama’ that ultimately was not necessary nor needed as a part of my ‘life’. It almost felt as though this was a past life, as I felt I was both the pilot and the one who watched. The feeling I had was, ‘yup, this was just something that happened’ and did not put any emotional tie to it at all.
The final ‘cuddle’ reference is when I found myself back on the couch, as I was in physical, but with a pair of masculine arms encircling my waist. Different from the previous experiences where I knew I was out in the ‘open’ and ‘up high’, this was more of a ‘near physical realm’ sensation. I was a bit hesitant as I felt this touch was just a bit too close, and I turned to see who this man was, as I was not afraid although I did not recognize him as anyone I knew.
He was talking to me and I was having difficulty understanding his words. I remember asking him a few times to please repeat what he’s saying, as I just couldn’t hear them clearly. I somehow knew he wanted to get ‘closer’ and tried to kiss me after placing his hands on my breasts. His kiss was not appealing at all, and I knew it was time to stop.
I woke with a bit of emotion that I had to ‘let go’ in order to try to fade back into the right mindstate for recall and was upset to forget so much! I was finally able to drift back, trying to reenter the experience with my recorder running to recall at least these particular scenes I’ve shared with you.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Remembering for a Reason
5.30.11
I think I’ll share with everyone an interesting ‘epiphany’ I had this morning and see what others think of it.
I was walking down my driveway this morning, slowly strolling along and enjoying the fresh smell of ‘just rained’ air, feeling the cool breeze on my face, and listening to the beautiful sounds of the birds enjoying their morning. I was ‘connecting’ to this moment, feeling a part of this beauty, and trying to impress its sensations into my memory.
As I was doing this, I felt a familiar ‘twang’ of sadness, in thinking that once we are no longer in our physical bodies that these very ‘human’ sensations would not be available to us in the same ‘feel’ as we have now.
I can remember I have always tried to ‘impress my memory’ with these small moments knowing I’d want to recall them at a later date, but never really sure why I did it. Little moments like feeling the spray of rushing water, the soft smell of rain-soaked earth, the sound of a kitten purring, the sight of a simple cloud formation, and just everyday life moments that were not ‘significant’ in any big sense but somehow I knew I needed to take the time to ‘experience’.
Today, while walking and being one with it all, I heard myself think a thought that I don’t think I really thought!! lol Instead of a sadness in thinking this physical-ness is limited to what we have here, I was told that it is THESE experiences, this connection and taking the moment to FULLY feel in the here and now that will be remembered, just as we are experiencing it now when we pass over!
I realized that when the sages say we are here to ‘remember’, it also means that we are to focus on all these little experiences of human life that are so specific to this life! By remembering we are spiritual beings (step one) we can then move forward to remembering our experiences (step two) so that there is more to experience with our ‘selves’ once we return!
So many people go through life just dashing about, moving from one experience to another, and never truly ‘experiencing’ the moment! It is in our conscious imprinting of the simple beautiful moments while we are in physical that will allow us to TAKE WITH US the memory of how it feels!!! It is never lost once we return to spirit!
Somehow this revelation made me even happier today to know that I am here in this life, eager to keep moving forward with my experiences, and thankful that I can consciously experience these special moments to take back with me when I return home to spirit! :)
I think I’ll share with everyone an interesting ‘epiphany’ I had this morning and see what others think of it.
I was walking down my driveway this morning, slowly strolling along and enjoying the fresh smell of ‘just rained’ air, feeling the cool breeze on my face, and listening to the beautiful sounds of the birds enjoying their morning. I was ‘connecting’ to this moment, feeling a part of this beauty, and trying to impress its sensations into my memory.
As I was doing this, I felt a familiar ‘twang’ of sadness, in thinking that once we are no longer in our physical bodies that these very ‘human’ sensations would not be available to us in the same ‘feel’ as we have now.
I can remember I have always tried to ‘impress my memory’ with these small moments knowing I’d want to recall them at a later date, but never really sure why I did it. Little moments like feeling the spray of rushing water, the soft smell of rain-soaked earth, the sound of a kitten purring, the sight of a simple cloud formation, and just everyday life moments that were not ‘significant’ in any big sense but somehow I knew I needed to take the time to ‘experience’.
Today, while walking and being one with it all, I heard myself think a thought that I don’t think I really thought!! lol Instead of a sadness in thinking this physical-ness is limited to what we have here, I was told that it is THESE experiences, this connection and taking the moment to FULLY feel in the here and now that will be remembered, just as we are experiencing it now when we pass over!
I realized that when the sages say we are here to ‘remember’, it also means that we are to focus on all these little experiences of human life that are so specific to this life! By remembering we are spiritual beings (step one) we can then move forward to remembering our experiences (step two) so that there is more to experience with our ‘selves’ once we return!
So many people go through life just dashing about, moving from one experience to another, and never truly ‘experiencing’ the moment! It is in our conscious imprinting of the simple beautiful moments while we are in physical that will allow us to TAKE WITH US the memory of how it feels!!! It is never lost once we return to spirit!
Somehow this revelation made me even happier today to know that I am here in this life, eager to keep moving forward with my experiences, and thankful that I can consciously experience these special moments to take back with me when I return home to spirit! :)
Monday, May 23, 2011
146) Stone Labyrinth to Bedroom; Meeting Others and Higher Being with Gifts
I am going to give just the highlights from the two most recent OBE’s I’ve had, as each had a lot of ‘dream-like’ symbolism that involved personal details that I feel wouldn’t have much meaning for anyone other than me. But in both experiences, there were parts that I’m happy to share as I there was new learning and some happy memories.
5/15/11
This first one started as a dream sequence, with some sort of day-to-day actions, but at once point I found myself quickly placed into a cold stone or cement type room which brought me to full awareness that I was out of body.
I felt stiff and heavy, and although my awareness knew I was out of body, I felt trapped and frozen in this dreary room. Asking for help, I was happy to feel I was being lifted up and carried, even if it was not under my own power. I let go and found myself floating gently backward again in complete darkness in what felt to be a black tunnel.
My vision started to clear and I turned to face forward and found myself leisurely floating down a cave-like tunnel that had beautiful stone formations all along the sides. My feeling was that this was a sort of labyrinth going deeply into the Earth. My vision cleared more and I could see beautiful colors – soft blues, reds, and gray – in spectacular patterns all around the stone formations on the walls.
During the gentle float, I went up to a particularly beautiful stone formation near the ceiling above and put out my hands to feel for it. I was amazed at how clearly I could FEEL the stone! It felt cool and rough, much like I expected, but with such a ‘physical’ sense that I marveled how I could do this while out of body!
I glanced at my hands at they felt the formation, and was surprised to see tiny little ‘bubbles’, almost like a ‘fizzing’ appearance, surrounding my hands! My thoughts were that it appeared to be similar to how the tiny bubbles appear around objects when under water, and thought, “wow, am I under water?”
I didn’t stay and analyze my hands or question my findings, as I knew too much focus and questioning will make me return to body quickly! I proceeded onward, and now realize that there is someone with me, holding my right hand as we near a doorway.
We stopped at the doorway, holding hands, and peer inside. It registers as a ‘bedroom’, quite unlike the stone labyrinth I l just left. There is a bed across the room, with some sort of ‘object’ in the middle of it. I sense another ‘being’ standing near the object on the bed, feeling as though it’s some sort of caretaker. I ask, “where are we?” and “who is this?”
I hear a sound I’ve never heard before, and know it’s coming from whatever it is on the bed! It appears to be a dark moving object, and I feel it’s some sort of life form I am not familiar with. The guide who is with me squeezes my hand to reassure me that ‘all is ok’ and tells me ‘just stay here, they won’t see us’. I don’t want to go in, and I squeeze my guide’s hand to say I’m not sure what’s going on or what I should do. It is at that point that I fade back to full wakefulness.
May 22, 2011
The beginning of the OBE was also a dream-type experience where I was not aware if I was OOB or just actively participating in a dream sequence. There were many anomalies that I should have picked up on as signals to become aware, but I was so intent on what I was doing, I didn’t bother initially.
The gist of this dream, in case it’s relevant in some way, was the fact that I had set a fire in my childhood home in the basement. I was fully aware that I was putting people at risk in doing so, but felt I needed to do this for some reason. I knew I had time while the fire started to go up to my old room and gather my personal belongings that I wanted to save before the rest of the house was destroyed by fire.
I remember I was considerate enough to be sure that everyone else got out of the house without injury before I realized I needed to go back inside for a pocketbook I left!! With the firemen inside, I entered the house, only to realize that there was no need to find this particular pocketbook and even decided to stay and converse with them as they rested from their work. At one point, I remember finding some stray cats that have been living under the house (and I remember that these were frequent dream characters over the years) and get them to leave with the firemen’s help.
(For a bit of my own insight and interpretation, I will say that I have recently had some major changes in my views on life and how I perceive things. I am feeling much more settled in my outlook on life, and realize that much of what I bring to my life is brought there through my own perceptions. This ‘clearing out’ of my ‘childhood home’ may be symbolic of my dealing with these personal perceptions and attitudes)
Now, I’m inside the house, sitting on the couch, conversing with these ‘firemen’, or so I thought. The environment changes and I realize that there are numerous people milling around the room. I feel a timid touch on my right breast and am shocked for a moment that something is getting so personal with me! I ask loudly, “What are you doing?” and the hand pulls away like it was caught in a trap! I feel a bit sorry I asked so loudly, and said to them, “well, it’s only polite if you ask before you do that!”
It is at THIS point that I fully realize I’m out of body in a room full of other people. I feel comfortable with them, and my hearing starts to open up. One gravelly voiced gentleman was conversing with me, and I clearly understood him for the most part, but his voice would garble and become unintelligible at times. I had numerous conversations with other people, male and female, and as I spoke to each it seemed as though a spotlight lit them up so I could see them better.
Sitting on the couch, I saw one little man running around the room, banging his hands on different objects, including the arm of the couch where I sat. His voice was only a gravelly growl, without any sense, and I felt he was angry. While he was near me, I tried to ask what’s wrong and send love, knowing it’s a universal method of communication.
Another woman near me told me I wasn’t going to be able to do much with him, and when I asked why, she told me….but I don’t recall the reason!
I remembered all their conversations at this point, but after meeting the next individual and being astounded at her ‘energy’, I was left with little recall other than what we discussed.
As I sat on the couch, this woman appeared by my side, full of radiant blissful energy and I felt so comfortable and happy to be with her! I asked her, ‘how am I doing?’ and ‘what else can I do?’ or something to that effect.
She spoke, and said, “Well, first of all, happy birthday!” I was ecstatic to hear this, with my birthday being only a short while away, to know that I was remembered! I wanted to hug her, but as I started to do so, realized that while OOB, I couldn’t.
She then said, “Secondly, you are doing the best you can with what you have, to have gotten as far as you have. You’ll do more the next time using the work of Applebaum.” (Apple-gart? – it definitely was Apple-something!) The feeling here was that my next learning will be under an instructor or a process with this name, whether it’s in this life or the next, I don’t know!
She then said with a smile, “I want to give you something special for your birthday, I will give you a hundred trillion…….dollars!” at which point I laughed, and asked, ‘what am I going to do with money?’ She smiled widely as she said, ‘Well then, I’ll just have to give you a special (pride/heart)gift!”
(The type of gift she described could not be put into words, as there just isn’t a human word that could describe accurately what it felt like! Pride and heart were the closest I could process.)
A little girl who was sitting just above and behind me, whom I knew from somewhere, was laughing along with us, and said, “Well then, I too shall have to give her a special (pride/heart)gift!” I don’t know if she was just imitating the radiant woman with me or had her own reasons for doing so, but I felt very, very close to the both of them and so happy!
It was at this point that I faded back to full awareness, trying to desperately recall the memories of what happened just before I met these two at the end. Their energy and powerful interactions made it difficult to retain all that I had experienced just before, but it didn’t matter, as I was left with such good glowing feelings that remained with me for the rest of the day!
5/15/11
This first one started as a dream sequence, with some sort of day-to-day actions, but at once point I found myself quickly placed into a cold stone or cement type room which brought me to full awareness that I was out of body.
I felt stiff and heavy, and although my awareness knew I was out of body, I felt trapped and frozen in this dreary room. Asking for help, I was happy to feel I was being lifted up and carried, even if it was not under my own power. I let go and found myself floating gently backward again in complete darkness in what felt to be a black tunnel.
My vision started to clear and I turned to face forward and found myself leisurely floating down a cave-like tunnel that had beautiful stone formations all along the sides. My feeling was that this was a sort of labyrinth going deeply into the Earth. My vision cleared more and I could see beautiful colors – soft blues, reds, and gray – in spectacular patterns all around the stone formations on the walls.
During the gentle float, I went up to a particularly beautiful stone formation near the ceiling above and put out my hands to feel for it. I was amazed at how clearly I could FEEL the stone! It felt cool and rough, much like I expected, but with such a ‘physical’ sense that I marveled how I could do this while out of body!
I glanced at my hands at they felt the formation, and was surprised to see tiny little ‘bubbles’, almost like a ‘fizzing’ appearance, surrounding my hands! My thoughts were that it appeared to be similar to how the tiny bubbles appear around objects when under water, and thought, “wow, am I under water?”
I didn’t stay and analyze my hands or question my findings, as I knew too much focus and questioning will make me return to body quickly! I proceeded onward, and now realize that there is someone with me, holding my right hand as we near a doorway.
We stopped at the doorway, holding hands, and peer inside. It registers as a ‘bedroom’, quite unlike the stone labyrinth I l just left. There is a bed across the room, with some sort of ‘object’ in the middle of it. I sense another ‘being’ standing near the object on the bed, feeling as though it’s some sort of caretaker. I ask, “where are we?” and “who is this?”
I hear a sound I’ve never heard before, and know it’s coming from whatever it is on the bed! It appears to be a dark moving object, and I feel it’s some sort of life form I am not familiar with. The guide who is with me squeezes my hand to reassure me that ‘all is ok’ and tells me ‘just stay here, they won’t see us’. I don’t want to go in, and I squeeze my guide’s hand to say I’m not sure what’s going on or what I should do. It is at that point that I fade back to full wakefulness.
May 22, 2011
The beginning of the OBE was also a dream-type experience where I was not aware if I was OOB or just actively participating in a dream sequence. There were many anomalies that I should have picked up on as signals to become aware, but I was so intent on what I was doing, I didn’t bother initially.
The gist of this dream, in case it’s relevant in some way, was the fact that I had set a fire in my childhood home in the basement. I was fully aware that I was putting people at risk in doing so, but felt I needed to do this for some reason. I knew I had time while the fire started to go up to my old room and gather my personal belongings that I wanted to save before the rest of the house was destroyed by fire.
I remember I was considerate enough to be sure that everyone else got out of the house without injury before I realized I needed to go back inside for a pocketbook I left!! With the firemen inside, I entered the house, only to realize that there was no need to find this particular pocketbook and even decided to stay and converse with them as they rested from their work. At one point, I remember finding some stray cats that have been living under the house (and I remember that these were frequent dream characters over the years) and get them to leave with the firemen’s help.
(For a bit of my own insight and interpretation, I will say that I have recently had some major changes in my views on life and how I perceive things. I am feeling much more settled in my outlook on life, and realize that much of what I bring to my life is brought there through my own perceptions. This ‘clearing out’ of my ‘childhood home’ may be symbolic of my dealing with these personal perceptions and attitudes)
Now, I’m inside the house, sitting on the couch, conversing with these ‘firemen’, or so I thought. The environment changes and I realize that there are numerous people milling around the room. I feel a timid touch on my right breast and am shocked for a moment that something is getting so personal with me! I ask loudly, “What are you doing?” and the hand pulls away like it was caught in a trap! I feel a bit sorry I asked so loudly, and said to them, “well, it’s only polite if you ask before you do that!”
It is at THIS point that I fully realize I’m out of body in a room full of other people. I feel comfortable with them, and my hearing starts to open up. One gravelly voiced gentleman was conversing with me, and I clearly understood him for the most part, but his voice would garble and become unintelligible at times. I had numerous conversations with other people, male and female, and as I spoke to each it seemed as though a spotlight lit them up so I could see them better.
Sitting on the couch, I saw one little man running around the room, banging his hands on different objects, including the arm of the couch where I sat. His voice was only a gravelly growl, without any sense, and I felt he was angry. While he was near me, I tried to ask what’s wrong and send love, knowing it’s a universal method of communication.
Another woman near me told me I wasn’t going to be able to do much with him, and when I asked why, she told me….but I don’t recall the reason!
I remembered all their conversations at this point, but after meeting the next individual and being astounded at her ‘energy’, I was left with little recall other than what we discussed.
As I sat on the couch, this woman appeared by my side, full of radiant blissful energy and I felt so comfortable and happy to be with her! I asked her, ‘how am I doing?’ and ‘what else can I do?’ or something to that effect.
She spoke, and said, “Well, first of all, happy birthday!” I was ecstatic to hear this, with my birthday being only a short while away, to know that I was remembered! I wanted to hug her, but as I started to do so, realized that while OOB, I couldn’t.
She then said, “Secondly, you are doing the best you can with what you have, to have gotten as far as you have. You’ll do more the next time using the work of Applebaum.” (Apple-gart? – it definitely was Apple-something!) The feeling here was that my next learning will be under an instructor or a process with this name, whether it’s in this life or the next, I don’t know!
She then said with a smile, “I want to give you something special for your birthday, I will give you a hundred trillion…
(The type of gift she described could not be put into words, as there just isn’t a human word that could describe accurately what it felt like! Pride and heart were the closest I could process.)
A little girl who was sitting just above and behind me, whom I knew from somewhere, was laughing along with us, and said, “Well then, I too shall have to give her a special (pride/heart)gift!” I don’t know if she was just imitating the radiant woman with me or had her own reasons for doing so, but I felt very, very close to the both of them and so happy!
It was at this point that I faded back to full awareness, trying to desperately recall the memories of what happened just before I met these two at the end. Their energy and powerful interactions made it difficult to retain all that I had experienced just before, but it didn’t matter, as I was left with such good glowing feelings that remained with me for the rest of the day!
Thursday, May 12, 2011
145) New Location to Exit; Buddy and Animal Visit; Using Signal to Continue
With this experience you will note there is a definite lack of recall but as always, there was new learning for me!
I knew this time would be unusual because I was alone for the entire night so I decided I would try to stay in my bed instead of moving to the couch in the living room, which is my usual routine. I awoke after a few hours’ sleep, and then tried to induce.
My first recollection is hazy, as I found myself out of body already, but thinking I was in the living room, felt confused because something was different! I remembered I wanted to turn and look at myself (a goal I had set prior), but when I did, there was difficulty getting my orientation. (Likely because I was in my bedroom and completely unfamiliar with being OOB there!)
I could see a hazy outline, but with all the confusion and thought processes going on, I worried that by thinking too much I’d ruin my experience and get pulled back in. So I affirmed ‘to the outdoors!’ which allowed me to instantaneously ‘be’ out of the room into the darkness and flying around as usual, zooming up to trees and just enjoying myself!
Now that I’m ‘out’, I asked to be taken to ‘where I need to learn’ (which is always an easy goal when I’m not sure what I wanted to do). Now, here is where my memories get a bit limited, as you will see likely due to the second part of this night!
I remember blackness and hearing voices, then one particular female voice who was telling me all that we were going to do as we moved together to go somewhere. The ONLY words I recall here is ‘a review of time’, meaning that we were going to discuss how ‘time/space’ interacts with all that is. This has been an ongoing discussion I’ve had with my friend mentioned below, and how ‘time’ is relative to where it’s being perceived.
I’m guessing what else she was telling me related to the other topics we would be learning that night, but I cannot remember any other words NOR can I remember anything further from that specific experience. It is just total blank at that point.
My next recall was being ‘dropped down’ to a field near my home, where I could savor the ‘feel’ of the grass and texture of the ground. I remember thinking how amazing it was to know I was out of body, yet could still touch and feel such physical sensations.
I then hear voices and see a car’s headlights moving down the road toward me. I get the feeling that ‘something is amiss’ and yet I feel no fear. Actually, I became even a bit defiant in that I wanted to prove to myself there is nothing to fear while OOB, so I headed for the middle of the road and faced the oncoming headlights! I’ll admit, I can still remember there was that ‘twinge’ of concern that maybe I’m not OOB, but ultimately I didn’t have to make a decision because the car just pulled over to the side of road just before it got to me!
I’m still a bit confused as to what happened next, as I remember voices, a feeling of ‘concern’, and then excitement as I feel my dog Buddy (who passed last year) standing close to me, pressing against my legs! I reach down and pet him, and somehow know he’s there to protect me!
The next recollection was of lying in bed once again, but STILL with my Buddy draped across my chest! I move my hands to pet him, as I know he’s there for a reason. While lying there, I now hear animals of all kinds in my room making such a noise! My association with this is that I must be in an area where animals are being treated, as it ‘feels’ as though it’s a veterinarian’s office of sorts.
I hear a male voice speaking to me off to my right, but in what I perceive to be a completely unknown language! He’s talking and telling me so much, and I’m trying to interrupt him and say ‘I’m sorry but I don’t understand your language’! The sound of the different animals makes it even harder to try to understand!
Now I feel a ‘pull-back’…and know I’m becoming awake in my bed. Buddy is gone, and I search for my voice recorder. Finding it, I start fumbling once again with the controls, getting upset that it seems to not be working right again!
In a moment of clear lucidity, however, I realize…’hey! This is the same false awakening I always have!’ and use it to consciously roll out, off the bed, and into my near physical environment. This time I know I’m in my bedroom and move easily through the sliding door to the outdoors.
Once on the upstairs porch outside, I affirm that I want to go visit my friend and call him by name! For a few brief moments, however, I am given the ‘knowingness’ that should I continue, I’ll likely lose quite a bit of the first part of this experience! My determination to have some sort of ‘validated’ meeting with my friend makes me continue on and I fly upward toward the stars.
Now amongst the beautiful twinkling stars, I realize that I'm beginning a pull-back once again. I’m disappointed to find myself waking, this time to full wakefulness, without having had the opportunity to complete my visit. What was interesting, though, was a feeling of ‘pulsating’ circling type of energetic pressure all around my third eye area as I awoke. This type of energy movement was new to me this experience.
I am given the knowing, that despite the limited physical recall, this was an ‘important step’ in my learning. The bare minimum I feel I’ve learned was to consciously recall the frequent false awakening ‘signal’ to continue on! In hindsight, I believe more was learned, but not retained consciously. However, this little step was enough for me!
I knew this time would be unusual because I was alone for the entire night so I decided I would try to stay in my bed instead of moving to the couch in the living room, which is my usual routine. I awoke after a few hours’ sleep, and then tried to induce.
My first recollection is hazy, as I found myself out of body already, but thinking I was in the living room, felt confused because something was different! I remembered I wanted to turn and look at myself (a goal I had set prior), but when I did, there was difficulty getting my orientation. (Likely because I was in my bedroom and completely unfamiliar with being OOB there!)
I could see a hazy outline, but with all the confusion and thought processes going on, I worried that by thinking too much I’d ruin my experience and get pulled back in. So I affirmed ‘to the outdoors!’ which allowed me to instantaneously ‘be’ out of the room into the darkness and flying around as usual, zooming up to trees and just enjoying myself!
Now that I’m ‘out’, I asked to be taken to ‘where I need to learn’ (which is always an easy goal when I’m not sure what I wanted to do). Now, here is where my memories get a bit limited, as you will see likely due to the second part of this night!
I remember blackness and hearing voices, then one particular female voice who was telling me all that we were going to do as we moved together to go somewhere. The ONLY words I recall here is ‘a review of time’, meaning that we were going to discuss how ‘time/space’ interacts with all that is. This has been an ongoing discussion I’ve had with my friend mentioned below, and how ‘time’ is relative to where it’s being perceived.
I’m guessing what else she was telling me related to the other topics we would be learning that night, but I cannot remember any other words NOR can I remember anything further from that specific experience. It is just total blank at that point.
My next recall was being ‘dropped down’ to a field near my home, where I could savor the ‘feel’ of the grass and texture of the ground. I remember thinking how amazing it was to know I was out of body, yet could still touch and feel such physical sensations.
I then hear voices and see a car’s headlights moving down the road toward me. I get the feeling that ‘something is amiss’ and yet I feel no fear. Actually, I became even a bit defiant in that I wanted to prove to myself there is nothing to fear while OOB, so I headed for the middle of the road and faced the oncoming headlights! I’ll admit, I can still remember there was that ‘twinge’ of concern that maybe I’m not OOB, but ultimately I didn’t have to make a decision because the car just pulled over to the side of road just before it got to me!
I’m still a bit confused as to what happened next, as I remember voices, a feeling of ‘concern’, and then excitement as I feel my dog Buddy (who passed last year) standing close to me, pressing against my legs! I reach down and pet him, and somehow know he’s there to protect me!
The next recollection was of lying in bed once again, but STILL with my Buddy draped across my chest! I move my hands to pet him, as I know he’s there for a reason. While lying there, I now hear animals of all kinds in my room making such a noise! My association with this is that I must be in an area where animals are being treated, as it ‘feels’ as though it’s a veterinarian’s office of sorts.
I hear a male voice speaking to me off to my right, but in what I perceive to be a completely unknown language! He’s talking and telling me so much, and I’m trying to interrupt him and say ‘I’m sorry but I don’t understand your language’! The sound of the different animals makes it even harder to try to understand!
Now I feel a ‘pull-back’…and know I’m becoming awake in my bed. Buddy is gone, and I search for my voice recorder. Finding it, I start fumbling once again with the controls, getting upset that it seems to not be working right again!
In a moment of clear lucidity, however, I realize…’hey! This is the same false awakening I always have!’ and use it to consciously roll out, off the bed, and into my near physical environment. This time I know I’m in my bedroom and move easily through the sliding door to the outdoors.
Once on the upstairs porch outside, I affirm that I want to go visit my friend and call him by name! For a few brief moments, however, I am given the ‘knowingness’ that should I continue, I’ll likely lose quite a bit of the first part of this experience! My determination to have some sort of ‘validated’ meeting with my friend makes me continue on and I fly upward toward the stars.
Now amongst the beautiful twinkling stars, I realize that I'm beginning a pull-back once again. I’m disappointed to find myself waking, this time to full wakefulness, without having had the opportunity to complete my visit. What was interesting, though, was a feeling of ‘pulsating’ circling type of energetic pressure all around my third eye area as I awoke. This type of energy movement was new to me this experience.
I am given the knowing, that despite the limited physical recall, this was an ‘important step’ in my learning. The bare minimum I feel I’ve learned was to consciously recall the frequent false awakening ‘signal’ to continue on! In hindsight, I believe more was learned, but not retained consciously. However, this little step was enough for me!
Friday, April 22, 2011
144) Visit with Unusual Exit; Seeing Buddy Again
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I have been having another ‘dry spell’ with my OBEs, likely due to increased workload and less ‘intent’ than usual. However, I always know that they are never far away, and always ready to offer a learning experience, despite my inability at times to figure exactly what that learning is!
I did go to sleep last night with the intent of having an experience. I awoke easily on my own about 3am and went to the couch. My first awareness of ‘something happening’ began this time as a gentle push from behind as I slept on my side.
I realized there were hands on my lower back and bottom, trying to roll me over and get my attention. I remember feeling a bit ‘concerned’ as this physical sensation of ‘hands on my body’ is a rare enough occurrence that it takes a bit of control to not get too fearful or excited.
I took control at this point and asked, ‘who is there?’ and sat up on the couch. I see a young man sitting beside me, smiling, and ask his name. I feel a familiarity with his presence, and after a long conversation (of which I have no recall due to the following false awakening!), I do remember feeling very affectionate with him, kissing and cuddling for a short bit.
What was unusual, though, was the way he left. Most times when I’m visited, the entity just disappears or there is a change in focus that I lose track of them. This time, I distinctly remember his leaving. He got up from the couch, said something about having to get ‘back to the office(?)’ and went to my large picture window.
Facing it, he said a few words (as if it was needed for him to pass through), put out his hand to make sure he could pass through, and then moved easily through the window to the outdoors. This impressed me enough that it’s about all that I can recall from our meeting.
I wondered why he felt he needed this ‘mantra’ to pass through the window. Is it possible this was not an ‘otherwordly’ entity, but someone from ‘physical’ visiting me? That’s the feeling I was left with after seeing that exit.
I was excited to get the conversation recorded when he left, and went for my recorder. I remember feeling the gentle nudge of a dog’s nose in my arm as I was watching this visitor leave, and didn’t realize until I was looking for my recorder that it was my dog Buddy back for a visit!!! (Buddy passed over last summer)
Once the ‘awareness’ of his presence kicked in, I was SO excited!! I called him, he came right over again, wagging his tail and shaking his body like he used to do so happily when he would greet me after a long absence!!! It WAS him, there was no doubt in my mind, and I was so happy!
While I’m petting him, I’m thinking, wow, maybe I can also ask to see other former pets I’ve had, and started calling out for a cat I had as a child. Calling, ‘here kitty, kitty!’ I can still remember the sound of my ‘voice’ as I called.
Now, what happened next shows how your ‘real life’ situations can interfere with your ability to retain full awareness of what is happening. In calling for the kitten, I start to think that maybe the kitten I have now (in real life) may come instead and wake me! I start to worry that I may be awakened before I can get the first experience recorded.
Now, instead of the kitten coming, I hear my husband’s footsteps on the stairs coming down into the living room, and I am now CERTAIN that I am awake (which of course, I wasn’t!).
I talk with him, feeling rather upset that there is a delay in recording of my visit with the young man. (Of course, you don’t want to be recording a visit with another man in front of your husband!! Lol)
We talk for a while, and I never pick up on the fact that he’s wearing clothes that aren’t right for him. I am so focused on the distress of the delay that I am not aware of my ‘still dreaming’ status.
At one point I feel a ‘pull back’ to awareness, signaling my true wakefulness. I try desperately to ‘fade back’ into the experience with the young man to try to recall our conversation, but with absolutely no luck. All I remember is his arrival and his exit, with my wonderful visit with Buddy thereafter.
I have been having another ‘dry spell’ with my OBEs, likely due to increased workload and less ‘intent’ than usual. However, I always know that they are never far away, and always ready to offer a learning experience, despite my inability at times to figure exactly what that learning is!
I did go to sleep last night with the intent of having an experience. I awoke easily on my own about 3am and went to the couch. My first awareness of ‘something happening’ began this time as a gentle push from behind as I slept on my side.
I realized there were hands on my lower back and bottom, trying to roll me over and get my attention. I remember feeling a bit ‘concerned’ as this physical sensation of ‘hands on my body’ is a rare enough occurrence that it takes a bit of control to not get too fearful or excited.
I took control at this point and asked, ‘who is there?’ and sat up on the couch. I see a young man sitting beside me, smiling, and ask his name. I feel a familiarity with his presence, and after a long conversation (of which I have no recall due to the following false awakening!), I do remember feeling very affectionate with him, kissing and cuddling for a short bit.
What was unusual, though, was the way he left. Most times when I’m visited, the entity just disappears or there is a change in focus that I lose track of them. This time, I distinctly remember his leaving. He got up from the couch, said something about having to get ‘back to the office(?)’ and went to my large picture window.
Facing it, he said a few words (as if it was needed for him to pass through), put out his hand to make sure he could pass through, and then moved easily through the window to the outdoors. This impressed me enough that it’s about all that I can recall from our meeting.
I wondered why he felt he needed this ‘mantra’ to pass through the window. Is it possible this was not an ‘otherwordly’ entity, but someone from ‘physical’ visiting me? That’s the feeling I was left with after seeing that exit.
I was excited to get the conversation recorded when he left, and went for my recorder. I remember feeling the gentle nudge of a dog’s nose in my arm as I was watching this visitor leave, and didn’t realize until I was looking for my recorder that it was my dog Buddy back for a visit!!! (Buddy passed over last summer)
Once the ‘awareness’ of his presence kicked in, I was SO excited!! I called him, he came right over again, wagging his tail and shaking his body like he used to do so happily when he would greet me after a long absence!!! It WAS him, there was no doubt in my mind, and I was so happy!
While I’m petting him, I’m thinking, wow, maybe I can also ask to see other former pets I’ve had, and started calling out for a cat I had as a child. Calling, ‘here kitty, kitty!’ I can still remember the sound of my ‘voice’ as I called.
Now, what happened next shows how your ‘real life’ situations can interfere with your ability to retain full awareness of what is happening. In calling for the kitten, I start to think that maybe the kitten I have now (in real life) may come instead and wake me! I start to worry that I may be awakened before I can get the first experience recorded.
Now, instead of the kitten coming, I hear my husband’s footsteps on the stairs coming down into the living room, and I am now CERTAIN that I am awake (which of course, I wasn’t!).
I talk with him, feeling rather upset that there is a delay in recording of my visit with the young man. (Of course, you don’t want to be recording a visit with another man in front of your husband!! Lol)
We talk for a while, and I never pick up on the fact that he’s wearing clothes that aren’t right for him. I am so focused on the distress of the delay that I am not aware of my ‘still dreaming’ status.
At one point I feel a ‘pull back’ to awareness, signaling my true wakefulness. I try desperately to ‘fade back’ into the experience with the young man to try to recall our conversation, but with absolutely no luck. All I remember is his arrival and his exit, with my wonderful visit with Buddy thereafter.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
143) Morning OBE from Astral Vision; Attempt at Meeting
This OBE was again unusual, in that I wasn’t truly sure it WAS an OBE, until I remembered specific details that would not have occurred if I was ‘just dreaming’.
Waking this morning, I realized I had no reason to get up right away, and so wanted to try to see if I could meet up astrally with a friend whom I chat with online. I know I’ve ‘met up’ with others in physical before on my blog, but there is always some degree of uncertainty with it.
Usually with this ‘just awakening’ time, I get a lot of astral vision type experiences, not always full OBEs.
I soon DID get an 'astral vision' where I knew I was on the bed AND viewing some sort of scene in front of me, but then I thought that maybe I could use THAT awareness to try to convert it to an OBE!
I was able to drift deeper, and was thrilled to feel vibrations! I knew I was going to! BUT...I am aware now that I'm in a different bed and bedroom!! One from my childhood, the last one I had before I married and moved out....I knew it wasn't 'right' but I didn't want to question the vibrations and so I just rolled off and out!
Very easily, I was standing SO CLEAR on the side of THAT bed, and moved down the hallway out of the room, knowing I could put my hand through the wall to check if I wanted to (and did!) and then moved to the outside upstairs porch area (which is actually no longer there!) I took the time to ‘feel’ the glass as I passed through the door, a specific clue I was OOB.
Once on the porch, I affirmed intensely that I wanted to go see my friend! I mentally screamed the name as I let myself 'fall' off the second story porch, again knowing I was OOB and could not get hurt.
I was very disappointed to see that all I did was drift down to the ground. I noticed it had just rained, a few young children were riding their bikes on the road in front of the house, and looking up I could see TWO beautiful rainbows! It all felt SO physical and out-of-body, as I consciously thought if I could remember the fact about the kids on the bikes and the rainbows, someone could verify it did happen that day once I returned to body!
So I try to fly, finding it difficult, but finally 'letting go' and allowing myself to float up, again affirming the name and the intention to meet.
BUT.......I now find myself back in the bed (in my childhood bedroom), annoyed because someone is at the door giving me back my clean laundry in a bin, but all in disarray. I get upset with her and slam the door, starting to clean up my belongings in the bedroom and fixing the laundry, only to realize the radio is on and I can HEAR my friend’s voice talking! I know it’s him as there is a distinct accent and we’ve talked on the phone before.
I am so upset to think that I just had a chance to go 'see' him, but now he's still ONLY here across the electronic medium!!! I wished I had paid attention to exactly what he was talking about so maybe I could verify it. It wasn't directed to me on the radio, but mentioned something about telling another male how to do something correctly.... I just didn't listen that carefully!
When I woke for real, finding myself in my own bed now, I at first wondered if it truly had been an OBE, but then, in review, I could remember thinking so clearly about things that would not have happened if it had been 'just a dream'.
So I supposed you could say I was barely successful in that I DID hear him talking, but it was quite unusual to have it from an OBE that occurred within an environment from my youth. Also, I am happy to know that I can use my ‘astral vision’ to convert to an OBE if I wanted to!
Waking this morning, I realized I had no reason to get up right away, and so wanted to try to see if I could meet up astrally with a friend whom I chat with online. I know I’ve ‘met up’ with others in physical before on my blog, but there is always some degree of uncertainty with it.
Usually with this ‘just awakening’ time, I get a lot of astral vision type experiences, not always full OBEs.
I soon DID get an 'astral vision' where I knew I was on the bed AND viewing some sort of scene in front of me, but then I thought that maybe I could use THAT awareness to try to convert it to an OBE!
I was able to drift deeper, and was thrilled to feel vibrations! I knew I was going to! BUT...I am aware now that I'm in a different bed and bedroom!! One from my childhood, the last one I had before I married and moved out....I knew it wasn't 'right' but I didn't want to question the vibrations and so I just rolled off and out!
Very easily, I was standing SO CLEAR on the side of THAT bed, and moved down the hallway out of the room, knowing I could put my hand through the wall to check if I wanted to (and did!) and then moved to the outside upstairs porch area (which is actually no longer there!) I took the time to ‘feel’ the glass as I passed through the door, a specific clue I was OOB.
Once on the porch, I affirmed intensely that I wanted to go see my friend! I mentally screamed the name as I let myself 'fall' off the second story porch, again knowing I was OOB and could not get hurt.
I was very disappointed to see that all I did was drift down to the ground. I noticed it had just rained, a few young children were riding their bikes on the road in front of the house, and looking up I could see TWO beautiful rainbows! It all felt SO physical and out-of-body, as I consciously thought if I could remember the fact about the kids on the bikes and the rainbows, someone could verify it did happen that day once I returned to body!
So I try to fly, finding it difficult, but finally 'letting go' and allowing myself to float up, again affirming the name and the intention to meet.
BUT...
I am so upset to think that I just had a chance to go 'see' him, but now he's still ONLY here across the electronic medium!!! I wished I had paid attention to exactly what he was talking about so maybe I could verify it. It wasn't directed to me on the radio, but mentioned something about telling another male how to do something correctly.... I just didn't listen that carefully!
When I woke for real, finding myself in my own bed now, I at first wondered if it truly had been an OBE, but then, in review, I could remember thinking so clearly about things that would not have happened if it had been 'just a dream'.
So I supposed you could say I was barely successful in that I DID hear him talking, but it was quite unusual to have it from an OBE that occurred within an environment from my youth. Also, I am happy to know that I can use my ‘astral vision’ to convert to an OBE if I wanted to!
Sunday, April 3, 2011
142) Experiencing Dual Consciousness - On Another Level
In order to give a little background on this experience, I want to mention that I have been reading and thinking a bit more about what exactly this ‘out of body’ experience is. I realize now what is easiest for us to understand is that we somehow ‘create’ or extrude this other ‘body’ and use it to maneuver the astral planes.
Despite knowing there was much more to this ‘exit’ than this simple assumption, I never thought more about it, instead choosing to just enjoy the experience and learn how to navigate this realm with different methods.
Now, with reading Ophiel’s book from the early years of astral travel, I find a slightly different understanding of what I am doing, especially after this experience. I’ve always known there was a change in ‘awareness’ and ‘consciousness’ when I rolled out, leaving my physical body behind, but never thought more of it.
I now think there is so much more to this simple ‘act’ than one can understand. It is not simply a ‘transition’ to a new astral ‘body’, but a transfer of awareness (aka consciousness) to another level of awareness, hence can be done at any time and on multiple levels.
This ‘dual consciousness’ sensation I have felt before, in the ‘astral vision’ where I was lying on my bed aware of ‘seeing’ and participating in another experience, feeling both my physical body and this etheric body. (see #16 - click here) In a sense, this would be a physical-etheric interface, whereas what I believe I experienced here in this OBE was on another level where perhaps it was an astral-etheric interface on another level.
There is much I am not writing about in this OBE as it was on level with activities that only I can personally relate to. However, I am sharing the part that was most interesting in learning more about this ‘transfer’ of consciousness and state of ‘be-ing’.
The beginning of the experience started much as usual, with the joyful sensation of vibrations beginning as I lie on my couch. However, just as I was willing the vibrations to increase, I become aware of someone walking toward the couch.
Having had this many times, I have learned to just wait and see who it was. I was so surprised to ‘see’ it was my husband, and he was most adamant about me getting up and taking care of some things. I remember now being disappointed at the loss of vibrations and a potential OBE, and got up to do what I needed to do.
At this point, in hindsight, I realize I was now out of body, but totally unaware of my ‘state of be-ing’. In a dreamlike environment, I moved through different activities that felt ‘real’ and usual. (In hindsight, as I recorded these activities, however, I am amazed that I did not pick up on the some of the QUITE unusual events!)
The part that was most interesting is finding ‘myself’ at a medical seminar, the kind I have attended in physical life many times. Sitting at the table, preparing to pack up and leave, my first ‘clear’ recollection of something amiss was when I got up to pick up some items behind me.
Looking back at the table where I came from, I was AMAZED to see MYSELF still sitting there, working on something at the table! I remember thinking, ‘oh! I must have rolled out of body when I got up!’ and was happy to know I was out, but was a bit confused as to how my ‘other body’ was awake, yet I was here!
So I walk up to my’self’, and turn to face me, wondering if maybe this other ‘self’ had fallen asleep (since that is generally the only time I know I’m OOB!) But, I can now see the wide-awake shocked expression of my ‘seated self’ seeing myself standing in front of me! Yet at the same time, I am also ‘aware’ of the shocked thoughts at seeing myself in front of me! What a sensation!! It was similar to the ‘astral vision’ experiences, but with an even deeper level of immediate understanding.
I believe I had assumed this ‘dream-body’ level of awareness as the ‘true me’ until I felt the transition to the other ‘out of body’ level of awareness. Then, upon facing myself, I found I was both, the same and at once! I’m sorry this is so confusing, but at the time, it was not as difficult to understand as it is to put into words!
Now, the sad fact is that I did not keep this ‘other awareness’ and moved back into the ‘dream-body’ level of awareness and resumed my activities in preparing to leave the seminar. I remember thinking I had driven myself there alone, and as it was about 5:30 pm, I knew I had to leave soon as I had a 4-5 hour drive home.
It was only upon awakening fully into the physical state was I able to realize this other ‘awareness’ of being out of body, while I was out of body! Usually I find myself in a familiar local environment in an out of body ‘mindstate’ or ‘wake up’ within a dream anomaly to full ‘consciousness’ of my OOB state. This time, I remained in this dreamstate, but able to move my consciousness back and forth between my dream-state character and another out-of-body awareness. Quite unusual!
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Despite knowing there was much more to this ‘exit’ than this simple assumption, I never thought more about it, instead choosing to just enjoy the experience and learn how to navigate this realm with different methods.
Now, with reading Ophiel’s book from the early years of astral travel, I find a slightly different understanding of what I am doing, especially after this experience. I’ve always known there was a change in ‘awareness’ and ‘consciousness’ when I rolled out, leaving my physical body behind, but never thought more of it.
I now think there is so much more to this simple ‘act’ than one can understand. It is not simply a ‘transition’ to a new astral ‘body’, but a transfer of awareness (aka consciousness) to another level of awareness, hence can be done at any time and on multiple levels.
This ‘dual consciousness’ sensation I have felt before, in the ‘astral vision’ where I was lying on my bed aware of ‘seeing’ and participating in another experience, feeling both my physical body and this etheric body. (see #16 - click here) In a sense, this would be a physical-etheric interface, whereas what I believe I experienced here in this OBE was on another level where perhaps it was an astral-etheric interface on another level.
There is much I am not writing about in this OBE as it was on level with activities that only I can personally relate to. However, I am sharing the part that was most interesting in learning more about this ‘transfer’ of consciousness and state of ‘be-ing’.
The beginning of the experience started much as usual, with the joyful sensation of vibrations beginning as I lie on my couch. However, just as I was willing the vibrations to increase, I become aware of someone walking toward the couch.
Having had this many times, I have learned to just wait and see who it was. I was so surprised to ‘see’ it was my husband, and he was most adamant about me getting up and taking care of some things. I remember now being disappointed at the loss of vibrations and a potential OBE, and got up to do what I needed to do.
At this point, in hindsight, I realize I was now out of body, but totally unaware of my ‘state of be-ing’. In a dreamlike environment, I moved through different activities that felt ‘real’ and usual. (In hindsight, as I recorded these activities, however, I am amazed that I did not pick up on the some of the QUITE unusual events!)
The part that was most interesting is finding ‘myself’ at a medical seminar, the kind I have attended in physical life many times. Sitting at the table, preparing to pack up and leave, my first ‘clear’ recollection of something amiss was when I got up to pick up some items behind me.
Looking back at the table where I came from, I was AMAZED to see MYSELF still sitting there, working on something at the table! I remember thinking, ‘oh! I must have rolled out of body when I got up!’ and was happy to know I was out, but was a bit confused as to how my ‘other body’ was awake, yet I was here!
So I walk up to my’self’, and turn to face me, wondering if maybe this other ‘self’ had fallen asleep (since that is generally the only time I know I’m OOB!) But, I can now see the wide-awake shocked expression of my ‘seated self’ seeing myself standing in front of me! Yet at the same time, I am also ‘aware’ of the shocked thoughts at seeing myself in front of me! What a sensation!! It was similar to the ‘astral vision’ experiences, but with an even deeper level of immediate understanding.
I believe I had assumed this ‘dream-body’ level of awareness as the ‘true me’ until I felt the transition to the other ‘out of body’ level of awareness. Then, upon facing myself, I found I was both, the same and at once! I’m sorry this is so confusing, but at the time, it was not as difficult to understand as it is to put into words!
Now, the sad fact is that I did not keep this ‘other awareness’ and moved back into the ‘dream-body’ level of awareness and resumed my activities in preparing to leave the seminar. I remember thinking I had driven myself there alone, and as it was about 5:30 pm, I knew I had to leave soon as I had a 4-5 hour drive home.
It was only upon awakening fully into the physical state was I able to realize this other ‘awareness’ of being out of body, while I was out of body! Usually I find myself in a familiar local environment in an out of body ‘mindstate’ or ‘wake up’ within a dream anomaly to full ‘consciousness’ of my OOB state. This time, I remained in this dreamstate, but able to move my consciousness back and forth between my dream-state character and another out-of-body awareness. Quite unusual!
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Sunday, March 27, 2011
141) Easy Exit, Seeing Conversations, Little Man, Recorder Use
3/27/11
It’s been a few weeks since my last OBE, and I know I truly am thankful for the clarity and easy exit I experienced with this one. I just can’t explain how joyful I was to be out once again, to feel the gentleness and peace this out-of-body travel gives me. Although it is not clear what I learned from this, I am always assured some learning has occurred and I’ll share it with you despite its lack of ‘action’.
I awoke as usual with the intention of traveling, moving to the couch and doing my usual induction routine. As usual, I drift off to sleep, but am made aware of a ‘goose bumps’ sensation that is coursing up and down my body. It feels like a buzzing or vibrating sensation and I am enjoying just trying to keep it going, but then realize, ‘hey, this just might be the vibrational stage of an OBE!’ and so I just take control and try to roll out.
I’m thrilled to find myself easily rolling out and standing by my couch in the living room! I try to move, but find it ‘heavy’ and I fall to the floor, but notice that my vision is so clear! I can see the wooden floor and the detail of the grain next to my face, so I try to pull up. It’s difficult when I try to ‘physically’ stand but I know I can just ‘float’ up and so I intend that, and find myself easily floating up by the ceiling looking down!
With the vision is so clear, I notice my stairs to the bedroom and move to them. I float easily up the stairs, wondering now if maybe I could see my husband as he sleeps. Moving into the bedroom, I see the ‘lump’ in the bed, but noticing the glass sliding doors to my upper porch, I now want to just get outdoors.
As I near the doors, I turn and look back at the mirrored closet, thinking maybe I’d like to see what I look like. It was rather dark from across the room and decide it’s really not that big a deal to see. Instead I just pushed out with my back against the glass doors to get outside.
Immediately, I can feel the ‘cool’ air change as I passed through the glass easily. I’m overlooking my yard on the second floor porch, and am thrilled to jump over the railing and just float gently down! I remember thinking this is just SO peaceful and comforting to do…that I wished I could do it ‘in real life’ as well! I recall thinking, “wouldn’t it be great to just ‘fall off’ the porch and take the time to enjoy the fall?”
I floated to the edge of my yard, just basking in the happiness of being out again, but as always, I feel I must do something ‘constructive’ with my experience. I stop and try to think where it was that I wanted to go, not really clear in knowing what I wanted to do. I had thought of a few choices prior but never specifically ‘intended’ one place.
I decided I’d do what has always worked for me, knowing that I should be using this OOB experience for my own learning. Instead of ‘to my Higher Self’ as I have done previously, I asked to taken to ‘where I need to learn’, not sure why I worded it this way.
Once again, I immediately felt the long black tunnel and a sense of movement. When it stopped, I found myself in a parking lot at night, hearing and seeing the highway traffic lights just a short distance away. I turned to look around, and now found myself walking toward a group of people, no longer in darkness.
There were children and adults here, and I felt it was a type of social activity for some sort of Little League or sports type team, as most of the children and parents were wearing a light blue T-shirt type uniform. It felt like a fundraising event, with various games and activities going on.
My recollection here starts to become a bit hazy, knowing I was there interacting in some way, but do not know specific details. I did not feel as though I ‘fit in’ here, but I also felt that these people knew vaguely who I was but did not get a sense of ‘closeness’ to them.
I remember talking to a young man who was behind a counter, in a concessions type stand, selling food. We knew each other, but not on a ‘close’ level as I was eager to help him with his work. Once inside the building, I remember seeing an anteroom that had some things on the floor that I wanted to remember, maybe some sort of equipment, but I cannot recall details.
Leaving the building, I’m walking around just noticing the conversations that were going on with these people. I could somehow ‘see’ their conversations, knowing when things were being said that may have been hurtful or unkind. I could ‘see’ how it affected them and wondered if they even knew how their words were ‘damaging’ the other person’s ‘appearance’. (There just aren’t words to describe what I saw/felt here.) I found it fascinating to watch, and knew that it is our thoughts as well as words that make such an impact on everyone around us.
This next part is a bit more confusing, and I’ll apologize in advance, as it may be a bit repulsive to some. I know it was for me.
I find myself talking to this small person, someone very familiar in some way. I know I’ve taken care of him before, but he looked different this time. I’m talking to him as I pick him up to carry with me. I feel a need to care for him as no one else is paying much attention to him. I thought it was a small child, however, he mentions something about ‘used to have a beard’ and ‘hair on his chest’ which gave me the indication this was a grown man in a very small body.
He was not well as he had a problem with coughing and keeping the mucus and phlegm under control. I was using tons of tissues to catch the mucus as it bubbled out his mouth, barely able to contain my own nausea as I cared for him. It truly was gross to deal with, as I know this was always something I’ve had a difficult time dealing with even as a nurse in real life.
We are next to a truck that has kids in the front seat, and I watch as the father gets out sharing his drink with another ‘little person’ that is sitting on the front hood. I try to discard the tissues I have, only to see that the mucus and tissues do not reach the bin and get all over the truck.
The experience starts to ‘fuzz’ a little bit, and with my queasiness, I decide I’m going to pull back and awaken. I truly don’t know what this last bit was all about. The easy exit and ‘visual’ conversations were quite interesting, but this was such a gross ending to the whole experience!
What I want to tell everyone is that if it were not for my little voice recorder that I have on me each time I ‘travel’, I would not be able to remember even these few details. I’d like to share what I do so that others can try to see if it helps with their recall.
I have a very small digital voice recorder, about 1” x 4”, that I bring with me to the couch. I have learned that once you awaken from an experience, the more you move and the more you wake, the more you will forget!
Therefore, before I start my induction, I will either place this recorder in a pocket on my chest, or roll it up in a sleeve of my night clothes. The key is that it must be accessible without much movement of your arms once awake.
When I realize I’m fully awake (and sometimes this is difficult with many false awakenings!), I slowly move one hand to get the recorder. It has easy buttons to push without opening my eyes to look at it, and I start backward in recalling the events of the experience, without moving and without opening my eyes. I try to ‘fade back’ into the scenes to recall as much as I can.
Initially, I use only a single word or two that describes the entire chronological experience from ending to beginning, and then once the single words are done, start describing it in more detail. Many times when I play back the recording, I find these short words from my just-waking state will ‘jog’ memories of another forgotten segment! This backward recall works best for me, using what I remember most to pull up the details of what came just before it.
I now think at some point I may change over to a voice-activated recorder, but for now, this works well and I wanted to share my tips and techniques with everyone.
**BE SURE to read the following comments...Oliver offers a great interpretation!...Thanks Oliver!**
It’s been a few weeks since my last OBE, and I know I truly am thankful for the clarity and easy exit I experienced with this one. I just can’t explain how joyful I was to be out once again, to feel the gentleness and peace this out-of-body travel gives me. Although it is not clear what I learned from this, I am always assured some learning has occurred and I’ll share it with you despite its lack of ‘action’.
I awoke as usual with the intention of traveling, moving to the couch and doing my usual induction routine. As usual, I drift off to sleep, but am made aware of a ‘goose bumps’ sensation that is coursing up and down my body. It feels like a buzzing or vibrating sensation and I am enjoying just trying to keep it going, but then realize, ‘hey, this just might be the vibrational stage of an OBE!’ and so I just take control and try to roll out.
I’m thrilled to find myself easily rolling out and standing by my couch in the living room! I try to move, but find it ‘heavy’ and I fall to the floor, but notice that my vision is so clear! I can see the wooden floor and the detail of the grain next to my face, so I try to pull up. It’s difficult when I try to ‘physically’ stand but I know I can just ‘float’ up and so I intend that, and find myself easily floating up by the ceiling looking down!
With the vision is so clear, I notice my stairs to the bedroom and move to them. I float easily up the stairs, wondering now if maybe I could see my husband as he sleeps. Moving into the bedroom, I see the ‘lump’ in the bed, but noticing the glass sliding doors to my upper porch, I now want to just get outdoors.
As I near the doors, I turn and look back at the mirrored closet, thinking maybe I’d like to see what I look like. It was rather dark from across the room and decide it’s really not that big a deal to see. Instead I just pushed out with my back against the glass doors to get outside.
Immediately, I can feel the ‘cool’ air change as I passed through the glass easily. I’m overlooking my yard on the second floor porch, and am thrilled to jump over the railing and just float gently down! I remember thinking this is just SO peaceful and comforting to do…that I wished I could do it ‘in real life’ as well! I recall thinking, “wouldn’t it be great to just ‘fall off’ the porch and take the time to enjoy the fall?”
I floated to the edge of my yard, just basking in the happiness of being out again, but as always, I feel I must do something ‘constructive’ with my experience. I stop and try to think where it was that I wanted to go, not really clear in knowing what I wanted to do. I had thought of a few choices prior but never specifically ‘intended’ one place.
I decided I’d do what has always worked for me, knowing that I should be using this OOB experience for my own learning. Instead of ‘to my Higher Self’ as I have done previously, I asked to taken to ‘where I need to learn’, not sure why I worded it this way.
Once again, I immediately felt the long black tunnel and a sense of movement. When it stopped, I found myself in a parking lot at night, hearing and seeing the highway traffic lights just a short distance away. I turned to look around, and now found myself walking toward a group of people, no longer in darkness.
There were children and adults here, and I felt it was a type of social activity for some sort of Little League or sports type team, as most of the children and parents were wearing a light blue T-shirt type uniform. It felt like a fundraising event, with various games and activities going on.
My recollection here starts to become a bit hazy, knowing I was there interacting in some way, but do not know specific details. I did not feel as though I ‘fit in’ here, but I also felt that these people knew vaguely who I was but did not get a sense of ‘closeness’ to them.
I remember talking to a young man who was behind a counter, in a concessions type stand, selling food. We knew each other, but not on a ‘close’ level as I was eager to help him with his work. Once inside the building, I remember seeing an anteroom that had some things on the floor that I wanted to remember, maybe some sort of equipment, but I cannot recall details.
Leaving the building, I’m walking around just noticing the conversations that were going on with these people. I could somehow ‘see’ their conversations, knowing when things were being said that may have been hurtful or unkind. I could ‘see’ how it affected them and wondered if they even knew how their words were ‘damaging’ the other person’s ‘appearance’. (There just aren’t words to describe what I saw/felt here.) I found it fascinating to watch, and knew that it is our thoughts as well as words that make such an impact on everyone around us.
This next part is a bit more confusing, and I’ll apologize in advance, as it may be a bit repulsive to some. I know it was for me.
I find myself talking to this small person, someone very familiar in some way. I know I’ve taken care of him before, but he looked different this time. I’m talking to him as I pick him up to carry with me. I feel a need to care for him as no one else is paying much attention to him. I thought it was a small child, however, he mentions something about ‘used to have a beard’ and ‘hair on his chest’ which gave me the indication this was a grown man in a very small body.
He was not well as he had a problem with coughing and keeping the mucus and phlegm under control. I was using tons of tissues to catch the mucus as it bubbled out his mouth, barely able to contain my own nausea as I cared for him. It truly was gross to deal with, as I know this was always something I’ve had a difficult time dealing with even as a nurse in real life.
We are next to a truck that has kids in the front seat, and I watch as the father gets out sharing his drink with another ‘little person’ that is sitting on the front hood. I try to discard the tissues I have, only to see that the mucus and tissues do not reach the bin and get all over the truck.
The experience starts to ‘fuzz’ a little bit, and with my queasiness, I decide I’m going to pull back and awaken. I truly don’t know what this last bit was all about. The easy exit and ‘visual’ conversations were quite interesting, but this was such a gross ending to the whole experience!
What I want to tell everyone is that if it were not for my little voice recorder that I have on me each time I ‘travel’, I would not be able to remember even these few details. I’d like to share what I do so that others can try to see if it helps with their recall.
I have a very small digital voice recorder, about 1” x 4”, that I bring with me to the couch. I have learned that once you awaken from an experience, the more you move and the more you wake, the more you will forget!
Therefore, before I start my induction, I will either place this recorder in a pocket on my chest, or roll it up in a sleeve of my night clothes. The key is that it must be accessible without much movement of your arms once awake.
When I realize I’m fully awake (and sometimes this is difficult with many false awakenings!), I slowly move one hand to get the recorder. It has easy buttons to push without opening my eyes to look at it, and I start backward in recalling the events of the experience, without moving and without opening my eyes. I try to ‘fade back’ into the scenes to recall as much as I can.
Initially, I use only a single word or two that describes the entire chronological experience from ending to beginning, and then once the single words are done, start describing it in more detail. Many times when I play back the recording, I find these short words from my just-waking state will ‘jog’ memories of another forgotten segment! This backward recall works best for me, using what I remember most to pull up the details of what came just before it.
I now think at some point I may change over to a voice-activated recorder, but for now, this works well and I wanted to share my tips and techniques with everyone.
**BE SURE to read the following comments...Oliver offers a great interpretation!...Thanks Oliver!**
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