Thank You. Sinera Arenis.
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Thank You. Sinera Arenis.
Note: This is a copy and in most cases edited/updated version of the original post on my Astraldynamics Journal. The original link is to be found here.
This one is so far another highlight for me and one of my most clear, impressive and also longest lucadventures. Kurt Leland told me it was a "big achievement" when I did a short account of it in another forum thread on Astral Dynamics (more on that below under 'Comments'). I couldn't ever bother to disagree. ;-)
This 'achievement' also had some consequences for my private (physical) life. In its aftermath it helped to direct me again towards a (not-so-new!) goal and re-inforced the decision to pursue it (again), a goal I had already considered about 1.5 years ago but dumped at the time. Also here: A little more on this below.
As said I had already told parts of this amazing lucidventure in another thread, but it never was the 'whole story' with all the facts, so it was a "hole story" instead ;-). Here is the "whole story" now:
I start in an almost completely lucid state from my "portal" which has come to be my childhood bedroom. I fly out of the window, which is indeed the 'gate' to the astral. I am flying high over an unknown city. A big one, so it cannot be the small town of my childhood any longer. I notice this. I think to myself, that despite the fact that it looks real I want to do sth else and finally get the idea to 'leave this plane for a higher one'. I do not program any specific target, just 'take me to a higher plane'. So I ask for assistance and start to rise, faster and faster.
First I only see fog. A kind of foggy tunnel with different shades of white and grey.
Then (...wow!) I land in a huge "hall" in a kind of lobby or reception area as it seems. From there on there is no flying anymore, everything becomes physically Earth-like again. And VERY realistic to me. The architecture of this huge dome-like place is intricate and impressive.
My journal entry says that I hurry to get there since I am always aware of the fact that I "am projecting" and might - as usual for me - not have a lot of time before I get hurled back into waking physical reality.
Note: This is the first sign for me in hindsight that I was indeed highly lucid then and I knew about the urgency to explore all of this (fast) since this place was highly unusual and I knew that possibly I would not get another chance to come here again so soon. Therefore ... it's grab all you can. ;-)
I then am 'on foot' since no more flying is seemingly possible or 'allowed' (?) as a rule here. It might also be I just did not think of it anymore because it was all so naturally Earth-like. Even more 'real' and vibrant (in colours) than Earth. So I walk up some steps to a group of people.
There is a kind of 'enrolment procedure' taking place since this is a kind of university I learn or just suddenly 'know'. So it is with freshers being welcomed and introduced by tutors, groups being formed. (In hindsight, note: I did not have to ask for everything, some things just came to me, I just suddenly knew!). It is all like a kind of old and noble university or school.
The group which I join then, seems to be led by a girl (like me then, they all seemed to be in their mid-20ies from their appearance, too!) named Irina or Irene. She seems to hold some papers or a notebook and explains things. I greet her by fully embracing her with my arms, like you do with an old buddy or familiar person not seen for a long time.
So there seems to be initial trust, I wouldn't usually embrace a stranger, neither in physical and even less in non-physical reality. Next to trust, this is also a kind of expression of my joy of 'knowing' that I finally have made it to this very special place. In hindsight, I cannot now rule out the idea that I even felt I knew this place and these people before (hence the trust), as if it was a sort of homecoming. But that is only a slight intuition or 'feel' about it. I cannot remember saying to s.o. of them "hello, it's me again" or "ah, it's you again, how are you?". It was just that feeling of familiarity.
Anyway, despite familiarity with the situation or surroundings I have to ask for their names. I repeat the names then to myself. I do this all as a memorisation technique, with the certitude that I need to 'download' this information into my waking memory. I NEEDED and WANTED desperately to remember their names! (In hindsight: It is another clear sign of my enhanced lucidity and awareness that I asked these people twice or even three times each for their names in order to be able to remember it all when 'back'. I was fully aware of the situation and the needs.)
They were all very patient and nice with me and seem to understand my needs and overall situation. At one point, I told them that I was "not dead" (LOL) and - perhaps even with a little pride - that "I am an astral projector". They smile when I say this and seem to acknowledge this with understanding without being too surprised about this as it seems.
So I keep repeating over and over that "unfortunately I don't have a lot of time before I'm forced to go back". My notes also tell me (quote): "I get nervous of fear that I can't hold it for so long and start moving from one foot to the other to prevent me from 'waking up' and vanishing". I do not myself now remember my footstomping action anymore - which is intriguing as it is a typical human nervousness syptom, isn't it? - but since I recorded this immediately after my return and waking up, I take it for granted.
Three persons (those whose names I asked several times) are Irene/Irina (the 'tutor'), Rafaela (a beautiful woman with even a little lascivious air) and Michael a more calm and serene guy. We talk more and laugh a lot and have friendly chats, but I do not remember the content of it all unfortunately. Except for the names (on which I focussed so hard) a lot has been lost and could not be retrieved as memory.
Then I walk away further, as seemingly arranged and agreed, with Michael who will explain some things to me and show me around. We walk through some rooms of a nearby library. There are some smaller rooms we pass through also, like reading and study groups rooms.
I see other students there, one guy even wears some glasses. This is very intriguing in hindsight, glasses needed in the astral? Quite strange - but maybe type of his personality now or a remnant from a past life in a more recent century that he does not want to drop, maybe also a sign of his intellectual and studying existence and activity here?
The library looks almost old-fashioned and 'classical'. I see shelves full of books, large tomes, old books and skripts, but also in piles on some tables. I do not remember computer hardware or anything, so it resembles more a kind of 70ies or even much earlier library on Earth.
To make sure, I ask my chosen guide's name again. He says 'Michael' again, without being irritated by my obstination with this, when we turn around another corner.
I already seem to know (or he told me?) that this is something like the faculty of Alternative Medicine or even more specifically the department for Homeopathy in this larger library comprising all human knowledge in science and culture, it seems. I also just seem to 'know' this.
Finally we find our target, a little office room, but even this one has a lot of books there on shelves and on the table. We take a seat at a table in comfy armchairs for a talk. The scene is again quite "mundane". Michael starts telling about this place (In hindsight: I forgot most of that) and then begins a talk about 'the history of Homeopathy', maybe even read sth from a book or some note she has. Before that I have already apologised to him in anticipation and told him that I feel that I might not be able to "hang on" here any longer and will be taken back to my reality. It is already an unusually long stay 'out' for me. He is (as all of them) very sympathetic and says that it's okay. I also say thanks for everything and start to listen then.
He starts with the overview on the history of Homeopathy and I am surprised that he does not start with Samuel Hahnemann (the 'inventor' or discoverer of Homeopathy in the 18/19th century). Instead he traces the origins of this type of medicine to something different. I even think he places it into ancient Greek times, but later I don't remember exactly what he tells me in detail. Just that it is 'older' than I thought it was and goes way back in its origins.
However, I only get the first sentences of the 'lecture' / 'presentation'. Then the seemingly unavoidable happens, I start to 'wane'. I see him smile at me, then the scene vanishes and I 'go back'.
I am very fast back in my astral starting point, the "portal". But oh dear, this time I really 'slam' back, something I'd never experienced before. It is really as if I had more 'impact' force falling down from the height of this 'higher plane' !!!
I'm clinging quite literally to the wall (looking like a spider) above my bed in my childhood bedroom (which I call Lightportal, as I am projecting to this place very often, so this time I just 'returned' there from another higher plane projection).
Clinging to this wall I am still shaking and trembling heavily from the 'impact' for a while. It is as if I have to really 'absorb shock' the 'landing' from that place 'on high'. This is strange since one would not expect physical effects like this. But that is how it was! It is dark in the room. Only after the trembling stops I jump down to my bed.
But there is no time for doing more because then I wake up in my bed in physical reality with my usual PREES (post reentry electricity sensations), telling me that was an unusual experience, but I've known that already, of course. ;-)
Comments / Afterthoughts
Some comments regarding my state of lucidity or other elements of the background and later analysis are already given in the text above. I admit I still wrestled a bit afterwards with the fact that I only asked for their names and not for so much more information that could have been retrieved from there.
As a kind of 'validation' I checked on ancient roots of homeopathy. Indeed it turned out that there might be a Greek origin. Hippokrates is often mentioned whose principles also seem similar to some degree ot those of naturopathy although he is also hailed as the first 'modern' medical philosopher and doctor from his writings. Paracelsus who was a medieval doctor and an influence for Hahnemann / homeopathy without doubt ('the dose makes the poison' is his saying) is also mentioned since he has his roots in Greek philosophy and medicine, too. So it is true that even Hahnemann was already standing on the shoulders of giants with his work, so to speak (figuratively and metaphorically).
Don't ask my why I did not ask and memorise other important points, such as what this place exactly is and what my relation to them and this place was. So many questions. But possibly I asked for it and received answers and the memory of it got lost for me.
Once I thought that this whole place might even have been my Higher Self (some say that you also have libraries like soul records / life books there!) and the guys I met my incarnations or aspects, but now I am more convinced that it was a usual educational area with 'other' people. Perhaps it even formed part of the overall (akashic) libary and education system, possibly in what's called Focus 27 by the Monroe Institute, where there is also a 'Library' area.
It is notable how 'real' and 'physical' it all seemed. Many seasoned explorers of the non-physical spiritual realms already reported that the highest levels you can get to as a human projector are even more real than our physical world. And they are stable. And so it also was in my experience. There were no longer any 'reality fluctuations' or created thought forms or fast changing environments or whatever we know from the astral lower realms or our dreams (which might be the same place anyway). It was HYPER-real.
Kurt Leland, author and teacher on Astral Projection and spiritual development (who was also part of that forum back then) placed the library in the 'Mental' plane of the non-physical, which is above the Astral plane. This he told me after I asked him about this experience a few days later (and even before I wrote the it in my official lucidiary) on the forum in another forum thread.
Here is the entire text (thanks to Kurt again even years later, we recently had E-Mail contact again in 2018 for my article on "The Void' and he is and always was a nice and helpful guy!) and the link to that thread. Please note that Kurt is a Theosophist and uses a theosophy-based system for his cosmology about planes and bodies. Also note that 'Volgerle' is a nick I used before I changed it to 'Sinera' on that forum. It is still my avatar name on the Astral Pulse forums by the way.
Kurt Leland on my experience:
This is for Volgerle--
As near as I can tell, your experience was not a simulation at all. You were on the astral plane. There are private and public areas of the Dream Zone. The private areas are reserved for your personal dreams. That's where you started from with the imagery of your childhood bedroom.
The public areas can look like a city. So you were not viewing a physical plane city at all, but a busy and populous astral plane area that you interpreted (or represented to yourself) as a city.
You then ascended through several levels of the astral plane until you reached the lower levels of the next higher plane, the mental plane. Those levels often look like a library or educational area. This is actually a big achievement. You were not in your astral body, but your mental body.
The clouds and tunnel-like effect were intended to make you think of accounts of near-death experiences so you would realize you were making a transition into another body.
When you say that you've stopped being concerned over whether you were in a lucid dream, astral projection, or other altered state, you're outlining the frame of mind I was hoping defectron [edit: another forum member also asking questions, HC] might experience in order to get to the mental plane so he can learn from the akashic records.
The fact that you were willing to ask for guidance is also a good sign. So many projectors try to do it all with their will and never think to ask for help (maybe it's a guy thing, like never asking people on the street for directions when you're lost?).
The next step for you might be to go back to that educational zone and find out more about it. One helpful practice might be to carry the energy hands exercise I described in an earlier post one step further. Ask the energy hands to move from the etheric to the astral to the mental body layer of your energy field, about 18-36 inches from the surface of your skin and leave them there as you fall asleep. Also, do everything you can to remember what that educational zone felt like--that's the energetic ident of the place and can help you locate it again.
Your experience is very exciting, but illustrates another issue I've had to address in my book. Lots of people have AP experiences that take them to the mental plane but don't know what it is or how they got there or that they're in a different body. They get confused because none of the book descriptions of physical plane or astral plane projections fit their experience.
Link to original post on Astraldynamics on 16th Nov 2010 is HERE.
Kurt's Website is HERE.
My Questions / Conclusions from Kurt's explanations:
If this was the lower Mental Plane (educational zone) already and I was in my Mental body does this explain the heavy repercussions when I 'slammed back' into my Astral body in my private area (Lightportal) before waking up in my physical again? it seems so and makes sense.
Is the Lightportal (private Astral) then really a portal to the public Astral when I fly through the window? Again, it seems so according to Kurt's explanations.
So is the tunnel also signifying the changing of the body together with the plane we enter (here: Astral to Mental, then back to Astral, then to Physical body). This also makes a lot of sense to me.
Background, Aftermath & Significance
Some remarks on the background and also the aftermath showing how utterly significant this lucidventure was - and still is today - for me:
One and a half years before this, I indeed already had considered to start a training as an Alternative Health Practitioner including Homeopathy as one of my therapy offerings. So this might explain why my higher/super- or sub-conscious mind steered me to that place and not somewhere else.
It should also be mentioned that exactly around that time for some weeks (Nov 2010) I was visiting a healer for Reconnective Healing, I also was 'reconnected' (= aligned to axiatonal gridlines) then, but a little later in December if I remember correctly.
I considered to become a Reconnective Healer myself and I did indeed in 2015 then. Took me a while, but I did it. Likewise I became a Naturopath trained in Homeopathy and other subjects. It came true ... Maybe that (together with my former intention) also influenced the 'visit' to this destination. And it kindled my motivation afterwards. A kind of mutually reinforcing relationship of intent and dedication was the effect.
Furthermore, around that time in Nov., one night, after a longer talk with someone (guide(s) / Higher Self?) in dream or hypnagogic state, my hands became energy-activated almost 'by command after I was asked for permission ("so let's activate them? ok!")' Immedately then I woke up with tingling/burning hand palms.
Ever since this moment I feel energy (from slight tingling until stronger burns or magnetic tugging, although it's still all bearable and controllable sensations) now almost constantly in my hands. So it stayed 'activated'. My observations prove to me that the tingling gets stronger when I think or write about any spiritual matters, and even more so when I do energy work exercise, healing or self-healing with them!
A fascinating experience altogether. And I love to remember it. I never made it back though. At least so far. But I now while copying and (heavily) editing this in May 2018 noticed that I never tried out Kurt's technique he proposed to me, the one with the energy hands in the range of your Mental Body when you fall asleep or try to project.
I will try it soon. So who knows? It might work now after all. I might return one day.
The saga continues. ;-)
Note: This is a copy and in most cases edited/updated version of the original post on my Astraldynamics Journal. The original link is to be found here.
In this lucidventure, we see three new striking elements, that remained a consistent 'theme' (with variations) of my experiences even until today: the "Helping Hands"and "Post-ReEntry Electricity" (PREE)*. I also had the first 'real' (soft) vibrations!
(* a note in anticipation for the fussy ones among us about logic and linguistics: post- and re- is not a redundant doubling of two prefixes actually meaning the same thing, 'post-' here really means to decribe what happens after re-integration, not during it. However, later I noticed I already feel the onset of them when I am still 'out' / projected in the Astral, it is a returning sign for me or a warning to do some anchoring techniques to prolong the experience.)
According to my log, I again was on my back with both arms raised and a trembling (vibrations) much "lighter than during my very first success" (note how I felt the need to note this down again! ).
Suddenly two hands grab the hands of my outstretched arms and "help me up and out". It seems, I also asked for it. I fly around in my room but I do not see anybody else, so the helper remains 'invisible' even in the astral for me.
The second one is a constant accompanyment of many of my lucadventures. It happens after re-integration and after waking up. That means I am wide awake (and in no trance) when I experience it. It is an electric, chilly feeling around my entire body and it lasts for about 20 seconds to half a minute, sometimes even longer. It always pops up after a lucid experience confirming what I already know anyway: I did not have a 'normal dream'.
Comments / Afterthoughts
This lucadventure is of course much longer than I wanted to describe here since I focused on the two themes. If you like, you can see another and longer version of it posted here on Astraldynamics. What happened (in short) was that I was in my physical room indeed and flew out of the window where I then somehow experienced reality fluctuations (interference with higher astral planes, so it was no longer just the physical, this happens often, more on that topic you can find in my article about the 'Validations' here on my blog).
After this experienced and the fluctuations between the physical (astral/RTZ) plane and astral planes or own thought forms created I asked Robert about the difference of lucid dreaming vs. a 'real' astral experience with relation to this lucidventure in the Ask-Robert-section again. Robert said it was a legit 'astral/OBE'-experience. Well, as you know, today, I do no longer make any fuss about these distinctions anyway (see my introduction).
As to the 'helping hands', I have three hypotheses as to its cause:
(4. after this was repeated on different lucidventures I by now can exclude the fourth hypothesis of any other astral projector or entity that "happens" to be present there and then.)
As regards 1): that can of course be any other 'facilitator' as well (and it turns out in later lucadventures where I saw them, this might even be a likely case)
As regards 2): possibly my subconcious "I" 'creates' the hands to be used as an "exit tool", just as other projectors create ladders or ropes to get out.
I also asked about my 'PREE-phenomenon' on an Astraldynamics thread, but as it turned out to my utter amazement that almost no one experiences it. Just like the hands and the peristaltic waves, it seemd specific to me.
Note: This is a copy and in most cases edited/updated version of the original post on my Astraldynamics Journal. The original link is to be found here.
So this is indeed my lucidventure #4 (after the quasi-NDE and the two 'brutal' waves experiences, the second one been days after where I also encountered the Void for the first time, but more on that later on), but below I will also give a short synopsis of #5 due to a thematic connection. Don't worry, I will make big jumps through 2010 with a few chosen 'thematic' lucidventures only, since my newest adventures are pretty exciting now and I want to get at them asap. However, I deem these 'first ones' worthy of this kind of raised attention because it makes sense (at least for me ) to retrace my initial development.
Interestingly, my diary notes on that day say that it was all "too early" for me for a new attempt. I wanted to resume projecting, but not yet. However, that morning I caught myself in hypnagogia and 'decided' due to a (literally!) 'whim' in that trance state to be an opportunist and use the situation to give it a try again.
Even more interesting is the fact that the log entry tells me that I did NOT HAVE ANY VIBRATIONS again during the whole exit attempt. So I still had no "normal" vibrations to that point and after. The entry just tells of a 'sinking feeling' and a slight whistling sound on the right ear. The stiff 'prothesis'-arm raised with my energy body rolled on the back also features again.
However, the most striking and (til today) unique event is this: My affirmation, which then was the same as used in 2009: "I am out-of-body now." suddenly 'switched' and it was said by a different voice. Not just the voice was changed though. The way of speaking, such as intonation, articulation, mood, emotive and 'personality' additions was completely changed, too. That means: It sounded like another person entirely.
And it was a WOMAN. And yet: it was ME SPEAKING this and not someone else. So don't be mistaken: it is NOT at all comparable to a kind of modulation of one's own voice (such as speaking through a sound system into a mike with effects on, or by inhaling helium). It was me speaking as another person. I also heard the voice from a bit farther off, but still clear and loud. Actually, when I think of it again, I believe it was 'everywhere' (in my head and outside around me) and I could not attribute it to any point in the (physical) room. The voice was beautiful, angelic, soft, tender, empathetic, and as it seemed it tried its best to to reassure and soothe me.
Now the funny thing: It might not have been a AFF-irmation at all but rather a CON-firmation !!!
That means (from today's view only, of course) that I already was out of my body, because I used the roll-out 'technique' - without knowing it. So the voice possibly just stated to me that I just could have gotten up and walked away, while I was still lying there, arms raised waiting for the exit to happen, on my back with my energy body, but thinking it was my physical body. That one, however was still lying 'unmoved' on the side! Not knowing this, I broke off the attempt. Only to wake up and wonder why I was - again - lying on my side now.
It is of course possible that the stiff arm might have hindered the exit and it was indeed an 'almost'-exit except for that arm. It will remain a mystery since fortunately is a typical feature of my early lucidventures and did not return for a long time now.
Yes, that's hilarious, I now. Well, we live and learn, don't we? And we all need to be able to laugh about ourselves and this is really the point that makes me laugh even today. I took me, however, quite a while to get past this point and thus get further up on the learning curve.
Many of the following attempts exactly were of this kind, with the only difference that they included then the famous 'vibrations' of the 'normal' kind, which it seems I had the first time during lucadventure #5 (but around that time I had some other very similar attempts following this one):
(translated logfile entry):
again hypnagogic phase (ca. 8 a.m.) Again right arm and attempt with affirmations. My energy body is on the back again, this time I even put the second arm in the air. Vibrations are there, but much weaker than during the first times. But no disengagement. Or was I disengaged already? i give up after ca. 2 minutes of trying.
Some progress (from #4 to #5) is shown by the fact that I talk about my energy (instead of physical) body on the back and the first slight suspicion that I might have been "disengaged" already. Still, it seems I always expected a kind of spectacular "lift-off" from the ground instead of just completing the 'roll-out' and getting up. It seems that this was much too 'mundane and ordinary' for me even to consider then.
Comments / Afterthoughts
Many comments are already given in the text above. Just let me mention that this was the topic for my first post here when I joined.
For that original Link to my first post on Astral Dynamics click here.
There, Robert Bruce confirmed my guess, that this was probably my Higher Self, applying the reassuring voice to help me:
"This would appear to be a manifestation of your higher self, the voice. Beyond this, there is not much I can tell you. This is a positive thing."
This explains perfectly why I "spoke it" and "did not speak it" at once. I knew then, I was not 'alone' in my efforts anymore which made me happy.
By the way, the voice never came back (as yet). But I'm patient.
Note: This is a copy and in most cases edited/updated version of the original post on my Astraldynamics Journal. The original link is to be found here.
Mid-November, two months on, what had happened in the meantime? Well, not much. But I read a book. :-)
Only a week after the surgery, I browsed Amazon and probably by some (divine? / higher self?) intuition instead of searching for books on NDE, which would only have been understandable and which I also did at later points in time, I typed 'out-of-body' into the search field. (Btw, Astral Projection was not a term I knew a lot about then, I heard it but did not even relate it to OBE, but rather to sth like dreams, a kind of clairvoyance or even meditation (all of which is not even entirely wrong, of course).)
Almost naturally, Buhlman's book "Adventures Beyond The Body" (in German it is even "Out Of Body") came first. I bought it and read it. I was absolutely astounded how "simple" it seemed to be and that you could really "walk" through your living room as a non-physical being, and all that not just when you were "near death".
I did the induction exercises (combined visualisation/tactile practice and affirmation). Only after a few days of finishing the book and starting the practice, very early I had those talked about "energy sensations" during the night: I heard strange sounds, remember a lifted stiff arm (I think Buhlman also mentions it in a list of possible 'events') and had inner 'energetic' jumps and movements - all while in bed sleeping or in hypnagogia or when waking up from it. I knew now I was in for more.
This lucadventure might be categorised as a very classic RTZ-OBE. However, and that makes it interesting, it is 'framed' by a lucid dream conversion and a postlude False Awakening (semi-lucid) dream. So we have 3 'classics' in one pack. (After an NDE-type experience 2 months prior to this, I now already had received a huge bag of non-physical experience ... not so bad for a first-timer, huh? )
1) Dream Conversion
I dream that I am flying a familiar street of my old hometown uphill, approx. 3 metres above the ground, which leads to the street of my parent's home. In physical life, I have went and cycled (as child and schoolboy) and later driven it up with my car countless times.
However, suddenly one thing really strikes me then. Not the fact that I am flying. It is rather the fact of HOW I am flying. I am making swimming movements (breaststroke). I notice that this is so utterly stupid and funny alike. Why am I SWIMMING through the air instead of 'normally' flying? At this very instant, this observation literally TRIGGERS my exit sensations, and something starts that I will never in my life forget.
2) Out-Of-Body exit / RTZ-projection
The view changes drastically. I am lucid. And I see the ceiling of my bedroom. Strange thing is that the room appears to be with the light on. I see everything clearly. I am lying on the back (unusual for me) and I also see one arm lifted (again!). It is stiff, I cannot move it, it is fixed up in the air. I also don't really feel it, it is like an alien part or an artificial limb attached to my (otherwise also paralysed but still 'felt') body. But I also don't want to change anything about it.. I want out and I know it has started now. "It" is, besides my new view, the 'energy sensations' I feel.
However they are NOT the famous 'vibrations' at all. I did not know these vibrations then. Only later I did. Today, I know them well, of course, and I can say that this was VERY VERY different! Those WERE NO VIBRATIONS at all!
Sorry if this bores you now a bit, but I need to try to give a description as detailed as possibly, becausee I have a suspicion now of what it could have been, which I could not have known either then or during the following days and events, due to a lack of knowledge about these matters. I will enlarge upon my question later in the Comments section, but now first my attempt to render a detailed description of what I felt and then mistook as 'common vibrations' (what a joke from today's POV). I have, so far for me, not read ANY account on exit sensations here or elsewhere that has stated anything similar to this, which makes my inquiry even more urgent now as it was then.
As said, those 'energy sensations' were nothing like vibrations. Those were BALL-LIKE WAVES along the SPINE. Heavy, violent and almost disruptive as it seemed. Not from head to toe but only through my torso (neck to lower intestines / genital area). I cannot conclusively remember anymore if they went up-down (from neck area on downwards) or vice versa. It could have gone either way or even with a changing of directions.
I did NOT feel any pain. Just movement. Possibly I heard roaring, crackling, sizzling, rustling sounds which more or less correlated with the intensity of the wave-balls' movements. One wave going through my body lasted possibly 1 - 1.5 seconds. The 'low-tide' intervals probably 1 to 2 seconds on average. Sometimes the intensities varied. I tried to give it a graphic expression here, you see it is not absolutely regular, intervals for the pauses (-) as well as for down- or upward moving wave 'blobs' (O, o, 0) vary:
--O--O---o----O---0--o---O--O--o--> (time direction)
There are two words I would like to use to describe the whole movement: Orgasmic/Ejaculative and Peristaltic. But all that without the respective body feelings (unfortunately in the first case ).
So it was as if my torso would have been a great GIANT PENIS at the very moment of ejaculation or a part of the digestive system while it's transporting and processing its content in peristaltic muscle movements.
Another good way to compare it to would be strong electric jolts, but again and - in this case fortunately - without any feelings, just the "movement".
Again just to give an impression on what is meant by 'peristaltic' (mostly used in connection with pumps or the human digestive system), consider it like shown on the graph or the video, but only much much faster (1 wave-interval per 1-2 second or so):
So I hope you get the idea of what I went through - or better: what went through me - then!
And I was and still am sure it was 'not physical' at all. (How could it be ??! This is not the nervous system. I also should have felt pain then, I should have been bursting into parts! Any scoffers should explain it to me or better try experience this for themselves, and then they will admit: "this stuff is f***** real!")
What is even more strange, and it makes me marvel about myself (and I am not a warrior-type of guy!): I stayed completely calm. I let it happen. Maybe there was a kind of attitude involved telling me sth like "hey, you begged for it, so here we go, now don't complain and grit your teeth and get to it!". Maybe it was still due to my hypnagogic / trance-like state. But why did I not get out of it?
And that is not the entire story. I also endured it (knowing that it would ease off soon) because it was somehow FAMILIAR. It is a "I've-been-there-before"-feeling. But why and how? Discussion see below.
After it waned (or even when it was gone completely, not sure anymore) I started to lift. Possibly the subconscious reason for my lifted arm then was that I wanted to use it as a kind of 'launch ramp' all the time. That's another hint to a strange familiarity .. as said, this was my first conscious and deliberate projection, I had not done this before.
So I went out and the first thing to note is: The room was dark again as I slowly soared to my room's ceiling. I looked ahead then for the short time I looked at the wall and ahead again, the ceiling (immersed in darkness now again) before me.
It should be noted, I also had a strange voice when talking to myself shortly (or "thinking aloud"), it was somehow vibrating, sounding high and modulated (not the human-like female voice, that's a different story again). I don't remember anymore what I said to myself then, possiby some "oh"s or "ah"s only. That, however, again, was not orgasmic either.
Now the next funny thing: I stopped at the ceiling. And I did not know what to do. Then the idea to just "turn around". Turning around of what? Of me. But what is me? I have no idea if I had a "body" then because I had not paid attention to it/myself. I was just a cloud or point of consciousness during the whole exit.
Then I just "turned around" (no, it seemed I did not have the purported 360 degrees vision, I really shifted somehow). Looking down where me in the bed should have been I first only saw darkness. Then I concentrated (thinking also about BUhlman's short commands such as 'clarity now' or 'vision now'). After a while I could see a figure lying there on the side (not on the back). After a while I also could make out the face clearly. It was me. I looked pale in the darkness, almost a bit like a moon face.
But you know what striked me most about this, even today when I remember it (and which is possibly also responsible for the moon face appearance)? The kind of picture that really clings to my memory now that first comes to my mind when I remember this event, making this an almost iconic representation of this whole lucidventure:
The very weirdness of SEEING YOUR OWN FACE WITH CLOSED EYELIDS. I looked so 'strange' (in a double sense) that I even did not clearly recognise myself for a second because of this 'alienating' view. When do we see ourselves with closed eyelids? Logically, we don't in mirrors. On photo snapshots when we were blinded by flashlights or on surprise snapshots possibly. But "live" at the same instant? This picture sticks with me, probably for the rest of this life! I will never forget the picture of that guy that is me down there in the bed 'asleep' with closed eyelids. Even today, I count this experience among the top-ten of strange sensations and experiences of my adventures.
After I had 'identified' myself without the slightest doubt, which was otherwise not so difficult since all was 'realistic' and there were no dream imagery or reality fluctuations involved, I decided (wisely and as recommended for newbies) to cut it short and 'go back' immediately. I just went down, which was then much faster than going up.
However, before I re-integrated, another remarkable observation. First, for a split-second I saw my face 'close-up'. Secondly, I heard my breathing (exhale) - but different, as if still somehow from the outside.
3) False Awakening
I got up and went into the bathroom. I passed some time there, also looking at myself into the mirror. All looked normal. I reflected on the things passed now. I was happy at my success of 'astral projecting'. Then, only after quite a while, I thought to myself 'hey, why not go to my parent's bedroom now, and wake them and tell them what happened?'. Then I realised what a strange idea this was. (Possibly it was caused by the dream I had before about flying to my parent's home). Why did I say that? I was an adult now and I had not live with my parents in their home for many many years now. Then I realised that I was still dreaming and woke up.
Analysis / Afterthoughts
First of all, sorry, I will keep further posts on lucidventures much much shorter. I just felt the need to enlarge upon this, since it was my first 'projection', and due to all those circumstances and detailed memory. Therefore I restrict this section (although much more would be to say for me here) only to the issues of FAMILIARITY and KUNDALINI.
The issue of FAMILIARITY with those waves amazes me even today. Perhaps, in our super/sub-conscious memories and as reincarnating beings, we all "know" this already since it is similar to what happens when we die. Or perhaps I had/did this as a child in this life and just don't remember. Or I was a keen projector in a previous life. Or Perhaps I really only thought that THIS were the famous vibrations I read about (what a joke!). But today I know there were NO VIBRATIONS. Those were different. I had only one further experience like this a few days later. After the again-violent exit it failed due to exit blindness and fear issues.
Fear issues also kept me from going on then. I read more books on the topic. Monroe's first book actually increased my fears, it was so different from Buhlman's optimitic take on the issue. Then I read Bruce's Astraldynamics and while I did so, I sometimes had the feeling that I was falling out of my body in waking state! That was enough for me! I actually decided to have a break of a few months, not trying anything. I needed a rest (who should blame me after all that, I had my proper dosage, after all)? So I slammed the door shut again at the end of the year and I did not have any experiences (Sometimes I even affirmed "I stay inside my body" before sleeping!).
Maybe someone more experienced in this matter can answer this. Recently I came to suspect that it might actually have been a KUNDALINI-like experience (note the added "-like", please!). Here, people also report on spine-related 'snake'-like heavy energy sensations. If you look at the video I linked, you see that 'peristalctic' movement is indeed pretty 'snaky' if seen from a specific angle. But they also tell of body cramps and even danger of life. I did not feel this way although the waves also had a 'crampy' aspect to them. Of course, since mainly the torso was affected, it is highly likely for me that the energy was using a 'channel' that leads up/down the physical spine through which the 'awakened' energy was streaming in brutal thrusts of different intensity.
I could so far not really bother to dig deeper into the topic of Kundalini. If someone can tell me it is NOT Kundalini-related, I am fine. I wasn't keen on any Kundalini-experience so far. And if it was Kundalini, well, so be it, but I am even less keen to live through this again for understandable reasons. Two times is enough and I am happy in the end that later (according to logfile starting Feb 2010) I discovered that 'vibrations' are something very very different from that!
Note: This is a copy and in most cases edited/updated version of the original post on my Astraldynamics Journal. The original link is to be found here.
This was my first involuntary (as you might have guessed by the title already ) 'lucidventure'. And eventually it is the event that brought me on the path of APing, and - last not least - also brought me here into forums and communities of like-minded people just as this one.
This event might be categorised by some as a 'classic' OBE taking place within the larger frame of a "kind of" NDE, but not quite, as you will see below.
In September 2009, I went to the hospital for a necessary rectification of the nasal septum. It is a harmless everyday routine operation done generally for respiratory health improvement (no, it's nothing cosmetic! ). Nevertheless, this surgery demands a full narcosis and the tracheal intubation and mechanical ventilation, which means your air system gets paralysed so you don't breathe for yourself anymore.
I remember the preliminaries well, including being brought into the surgery anteroom and having to wait there, already a bit sedated in the hospital bed. Then a small-talk with the surgeon. Then into the surgery, being lifted onto the table by the staff, getting all the medical gear on your arms and being put to the machines, then s.o. put the breathing mask over my face from behind, telling me to take 1-2 deep breaths, and so was falling asleep after a few seconds. All routine. Business as usual.
Official medical and scientific theory says that under controlled anasthesia you are supposed to be in 'deep sleep' and only gain consciousness a long time after surgery again in the wake-up/recovery room.
So much for the theory.
I gained consciousness. I was lying in a bed. (So far, so good, according to theory...). But it was the bed of my childhood room. So I thought for a few seconds. Then I corrected my mistake after a while. I saw machines, gadgets. Immediately I knew where I was again. I was in the surgery.
I was not lying on the table. I seemed to be hovering - a bit above my (physical) head, as it seemed. I was at my "head side" but it seemed that I was a bit more lifted, I however don't remember seeing my body at all (I never looked there, though). I saw everything in colours - so vivid, intense, vibrant, warm and lush - colours that I never saw before (and never after, so far!) on Earth. I just looked from the left side (with all the gadgets) to the right where I saw the chief surgeon doing some routine measure on a kind of handlebar (as it seemed, but don't know exactly what it was) next to or at the side of the operating table.
But there was more: I read his thoughts!
And even that is not enough to describe it, because maybe I actually "was him" in that short moment, too. I was expressing sth to me - the guy on the table - which I also was - strange, huh?. What "he" "said" was this (not in words or literally - just in a seemingly telepathic expression, an entire instant thought bundle directed towards me, and coming from me alike - yeah, I know how that's weird ... It wasn't words to be heard or even grasped, just information entangled with feeling/emotion. I only paraphrase it here, clad into words, to convey the meaning (emotionally as well as content-related):
"Hey, everything's alright, chap, don't worry, it worked well and we are ready now."
But actually, I was far from being worried anyway!
I was in an UTTER STATE OF BLISS like never before in my life.
It must somehow be what the mystics talk about. Ultimate well-being, vibrant with life and happiness, it is beyond expression, it is not happiness we experience as humans, not even when drugged (I suppose). The vivid unearthly colours seemed to envigorate (but on the other hand also be an expression of my) permanent joy, too. And one more thing: It felt like home. I cannot express it better. It's this feeling of being home, secure, in the right place at the right time - all as the ultimate expression of happiness. I felt "home" in spite of still receiving the 'visual' input from the surgery. That is bliss. Home. Also Love, of course. But in the end, there was and is no difference between the two for me. Love is Home. Home is Love.
Unfortunately (for me then) it did not last too long. The whole scene took (in my perception) only a few seconds. Then the situation changed and my perception / consciousness switched to a completely different scene, but still in the surgery.
The bliss was gone. There was only soberness and neutrality. Nothing negative, but nothing positive either. The colours were gone, too. The picture I saw was blurry, like a big-pixled graphic movie with low resolution. The colours rather dull and neutral.
And my position was changed. I was hovering a little above but much further away, almost at level with the heads of the medical staff in height, but approx. 6-8 metres off. I would even not discount the fact that I 'saw it all through a wall'. The scene was quite mundane. The surgery team around the table and the chief surgeon bending over towards the patient (me?) and moving something there. Not more, nothing spectacular. No mind-reading, colours, bliss, clear vision ... all gone. This scene also lasted for a few seconds only.
Then it was over. I was there where I should have been after 'falling asleep', in the wake-up room . I heard a nurse in this room telling me in a loud voice to breathe through my mouth - of course I had to, since the nose was full of stuff (tubes and medical dressing material) from the surgery.
Analysis / Afterthoughts
A few days later, I got to ask the surgeon if there were complications with my operation. His answer was a predictable no. But he almost became a bit tight-lipped and was suddenly pressed for time when I brought forward the topic of my narcosis. I also had heavy and large bruises on my right arm. Asking nurses and the visiting doctor (1 day after the surgery) about this resulted then in statements such as "this can happen" (possibly from those tightened monitor armbands you get put on, so they told me).
Anyway, I don't think I was "really" in danger of losing my life, so it was not a 'real' NDE at all, moreover since I did not experience one of the other usual elements (tunnel to another dimension, life review, meeting with angels, relatives etc.).
However, this marvellous Total-Bliss-Experience indicates to me that it wasn't a "usual AP"-experience either, which I can now in hindsight confirm with some more 'astral experience' gathered in the meantime. I now assume that I could have been in a "higher" spiritual body then. Or probably a guide was with me and giving me this experience of "love" and security, and bliss?
Another assumption regarding the cause: As you stop breathing for yourself, maybe your subconscious or body/cell/atomic consciousness gets aware of the missing vital activity and you feel like you are dying a "little" or "partial death". That is of course just a wild hypothesis to explain what exactly triggered my out-of-body and mystical experience.
I also wonder about the 2nd scene so completely different. Was the surgeon already attendig to another patient and I really was 'remote viewing' this (already from the recovery room)?. Or - if it was me on the table - was this scene taking place even before the other one, as it looked like the first scene was the end of the surgery while the second scene seemed to show a surgery still under way. So probably I just remembered / experienced them in reverse order (and what is time in these experiences anyway? ).
Well, I guess I might have to wait til this lifetime of mine has ended until I receive the final and assured answers to these questions.
Another interesting thing (in hindsight): the anticipation of my "astral portal": the childhood room that only recently became a kind of "leitmotif" for many of my lucadventures (you will see in following adventures that it pops up again and again). Only until I read my notes again recently, I had almost forgotten that it 'featured' already in this first landmark lucidventure.
More to come.
'LuciDiary' Continued Here
With the Avatar Sinera I had an online journal 2011-2016 describing and in part discussing some of my Out-Of-Body-Experiences (OBEs) and related adventures on the Astraldynamics forum of Robert Bruce's website.
I called them 'LucidVentures' and my journal was thus called 'LuciDiary'. I will in part keep up this terminology here.
Some selected entries about these experiences will be copied from there to here under the Category 'LuciDiary' (= lucid diary = OBE / Astral Projection Journal). Also new ones will be added if deemed worthy, especially those who deal with past life regression via Astral Projection, which is a chosen focus or field of interest for me at the moment.
Article 'The Void'
An article about 'The Astral / Akashic' Void will be published soon. It deals with the Void where we have many sources from literature and discussion boards. So there are many perspectives and opinions about it. However it also shows that it is a corroborated and 'real' phenomeon.
I will also try to draw up a kind of 'typology' of Void phenomenons and experiences by trying to categorizing them. The article also contains my own research in and 'conversations' with the Void. It might have several parts published at different dates / blog entries.
Since the Journal was in English anyway and many of my articles will be mostly addressing an audience of English-speaking communities and websites I decided to continue this website blog mostly in English. Other pages will for the most part keep up the bilingual approach.
(Note: this is a copy of a former website I had elsewhere. It's now continued here with updates in the future.)
VERIFIED OBEs (Out-Of-Body-Experiences)
This is a collection of verified Out-Of-Body-Experiences. The persons have verified the facts they could not have known afterwards. In many cases the verification and confirmation of observed and remembered facts was also done by other persons who were observed or „visited“ during the OBE.
The first section even contains scientific experiments by scientists in the laboratory. The first experiment was done by a renowned parapsychologist, C.W. Tart, with a woman who is a natural astral projector and recognises a 5-digit number in another room on a shelf. Other lab experiments with induced OBEs are added below, too.
A rather special one is done by a nuclear physicist and consciousness researcher, T. Campbell. It's actually a whole experimental sequence done in altered states of consciousness together with another colleague at the Monroe Institute. It can be read in his book "My Big T.O.E." (which can be read free online by the author's consent), but it is without any scientific paper written on it. The relevant text passage is quoted and there will be a link to a google books site. It is recommended to read the whole chapter (online) to get the picture (or purchase the book, it is worth it!). Campbell's example might also be the only one that contains experiences of 'astral planes' other than the "RTZ" (real time zone) which more or less is an energetic version of our physical 3D environment and therefore facilitates real-time observations that can be verified. The verification, however, consists of two adventurers doing a paired trip out into these non-physical realms and confirming it later to each other.
It should also be noted that in the vast literature on Astral Projection and OBEs, e.g. in Robert Monroe's and Bruce Moen's books (the latter also with a lot of paired trips in the non-physical), you will find a lot more personal validations. Many more of these kinds of experiments with similar paranormal abilities have been done by parapsychologists on Clairvoyance, Postcognition and - last not least - Remote Viewing. Many CIA experiments in the 70ies and also later experiments at the Stanford university yielded highly compelling results.
Furthermore, in Western society many people with experiences do not talk about these things at all (not even in anonymous forums or among friends or family!) due to the societal paradigm which is materialism that declares all spiritual experiences as being 'insane'. Therefore we have to assume much more experiences with validations that we will never know about.
For the more private accounts here, links are given to the original websites (mostly open public discussion boards and forums). If the posts / validations, divided by a o--o each, are not linked each one individually the corresponding link can be found in the example with the first link given, as it was in the same post (by the same person).
A general note: Verifications - like all qualitative consciousness research of 'psychedelic' or altered states of consciousness - are not always easy to do, which makes it a difficult or even almost impossible task to obtain objective proof in scientific experiment set-ups. A good explanation of why this is so in the case of OBEs can be found HERE by astral projection expert Robert Bruce or HERE by astral projection expert Juergen Ziewe.
However, it is possible to get personal validations, as this (still small but growing) collection of online resources will show you. Some cases are stronger some less strong, so this is not about any scientific and 'water-proof' experimentation. Most of this has been done by private persons and thus the accounts are of a more casual and private nature, but compelling and striking nonetheless in many of the cases. Another Page listing a great amount of verified Remote Viewing cases, OBEs during a Near-Death-Experience and verified information retrieved from deceased people during astral projection. Here is just an example page for NDE verifications (one of many).
So let's get started ...
Scientific Experiment by Psychologist Dr Charles W. Tart:
A "Ms. Z" tested in the laboratory.
"Miss Z awoke and called out that the target number was 25132. This was correct (with the digits in correct order), but I did not say anything to her at this point; I merely indicated that I had written the number down on the record. I then told her she could go back to sleep, but twenty minutes later I awakened her so that she could get ready to go to work. (...) It should be mentioned that Miss Z had expected me to prop the target number up against the wall on the shelf; actually, I had laid it flat on the shelf, which she correctly perceived. (...) Miss Z's correctly calling a five-digit number (P = 10^-5 [i.e., odds of 1 in 100,000]) was the first strong evidence that her OOB experiences contained a parapsychological element."
- Dr Charles W. Tart
Scientific Experimental Sequence at the Monroe Institute by Nuclear Physicist Thomas Campbell:
"My Big Toe" - Part 1: Awakening, Chapter 10: "But Is It Real?" excerpt from Google-Books
"One of our first experiments was for Dennis and me to take a trip (experience) in the nonphysical together. Our independent descriptions of what we were experiencing should correlate closely if the experience were real and independent of either of us. From the beginning of our training, we had learned to give real-time descriptions of whatever we experienced. A microphone was suspended from the ceiling above each of our heads. What we said was recorded on tape. Dennis and I could not hear each other because we were in separate soundproof chambers.
Dennis and I quickly achieved the appropriate altered state, left our bodies, and met in the nonphysical as planned. It was a long adventure. We went places, saw things, had conversations with each other and with several nonphysical beings we happened to run into the long way.
Bob had let us go a long time before he ended the session and called us back. We pulled off our EEG and GSR electrodes and stumbled out of the darkness into the hallway of the lab.
In the control room, Bob was waiting for us. After a quick exchange, we knew that his would be a good test because we both had experienced many specific interactions. But were they the same interactions? Bob looked at us deadpan. 'So you two think you were together?' he asked, trying to sound disappointed. We looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders.
'Maybe,' Dennis said tentatively, 'at least we perceived meeting each other.'
'Listen to this!' Bob said emphatically. The tapes, rewound as we disconnected electrodes and climbed out of our chambers, began to roll forward. We sat down and listened. The correlation was astonishing. For almost two hours we sat there with our mouths open, hooting and exclaiming, filling in the details for each other. Bob was now grinning. 'Now that tells you something, doesn't it?' he exclaimed beaming. He was every bit as excited as we were.
I was dumbfounded. There was only one good explanation: THIS STUFF WAS REAL! (...)
We repeated that experiment with similar results. It wasn't a phenomenon that depended on the two of us. Nancy Lea and I shared equally astonishing joint experiences. We tried other things as well. We read three and four digit numbers written on a blackboard next to the control room. Somebody would write a random number and we would read it while our bodies lay asleep. Then they would erase it and write another one, and so on and on. We went places - to people's homes - and saw what they were doing, then called them or talked to them the next day to check it out."
- Dr Thomas Campbell (My Big T.O.E.)
Thomas Hasenberger & Thomas Campbell Interview on their validations and on how to gather evidence
Hasenberger & Campbell - Out-Of-Body Interview
"00:10 Introduction, how did Thomas Hasenberger's interest into out of body experiences come about
06:20 Gathering evidence during out of body experiences to prove them as being real
09:30 Tom Campbell's out of body travels with his 5 year old son
12:55 What impressed Thomas Hasenberger most about MBT so that he decided to translate the book
18:40 When will Part 2 of MBT be available in German?
21:00 Thomas Hasenberger on body sensations in the out of body state, looking for evidence
26:35 Tom Campbell on "clicking out", fear of wrong answers, looking for evidence
35:25 Thomas Hasenberger on healing work to collect evidential data
37:30 Tom Campbell on collective evidential data, dealing with uncertainty
42:20 Contact info for Thomas Hasenberger
43:00 End of interview"
Scientific Laboratory Experiment by Palmer and Lieberman in the 70ies
Lab Experiments By Scientists Palmer & Lieberman
"During induced OBEs in experimental tests (e.g., Palmer & Lieberman, 1975) subjects have been able to identify remote targets to a statistically significant degree. This might be attributable to the use of ESP, although in a study conducted by one of HJI's students (Smith & Irwin, 1981) a correlation was found between verdicality and independently judged "OBEness"; that is, the more the induced experience ws like a spontaneous OBE the more accurate was the subject's description of a remote target. There is, therefore, some indication that OBEs can be verdical to a degree that mere fantasy could not. Futher research on this point is warranted" (p. 177)."
- Harvey J. Irvin (Introduction To Parapsychology, 2007)
Experiments done by the 'classic' Astral Projector Sylvan Muldoon:
This is from a foreword of his classic book. There are more detailed examples of verifications in his book. S.M. was a skilled RTZ projector.
"I have often gone into houses, and noted the things - later going there in the physical, and seeing everything exactly as I saw it in the astral."
- Sylvan Muldoon (Projection Of The Astral Body)
Apparition of an OBEr to another living and awake person :
This is from an article by parapsychologist Hornell Hart about an aparition of a living person doing an OBE to another living person
"On 23 December, 1935, McBride had been concerned during the entire day about his father. He was under the impression that his father might be ill. Shortly after retiring, at about eight o'clock that evening, he felt himself to be floating in the room, in a whitish light which cast no shadows. He said that he was wide awake at the time. After moving upward to a certain height, he felt himself to be turning vertical, and looking downward he saw his physical body lying on the bed.
He then found that he was floating upward through the building. The ceiling and floor failed to stop him. Almost at once he realized that he was moving through the air towards the north, and he seemed to know he was going to his old home several miles away. Passing through the walls of his father's house, he stood at the foot of the bed in which he saw his father reclining. His father's eyes were fixed upon him and he seemed to be surprised, but he did not seem to hear when McBride spoke to him. The knowledge came to McBride that his father was well, whereupon he found himself travelling back to his bedroom. He again saw his own body, still lying on the bed where he had left it. Re-entering his physical self, he was instantly alert, with no feeling of drowsiness. Throughout this excursion, McBride was aware of a presence, which he was unable to identify, but which he subsequently came to regard as a guide.
Upon recovering possession of his physical body, McBride got up, made a light, and wrote down the time and the account of what he had experienced. Two days later, on Christmas Day, 1935, he visited his father, who verified his experience by saying he had seen McBride, just as he had stood at the foot of the bed."
Early trials done by the 'AP Guru' Robert A. Monroe, as described in his first book, the quote is just from a conclusion of the chapter:
This is from his first classic book. It is a longer chapter. No direct link is possible, but you can enter "on the evidence in the fall of 1964" and it will bring you to chapter 3 describing the thorough and skeptical verification tests he did.
"The incidents may have been simple and unimportant in themselves, but as minute pieces in a mosaic, they were vital. the emerging pattern through the glimpses of the whole was made believable and acceptable to me only through the inclusion of hundreds of such scraps of evidence."
- Robert A. Monroe (Journeys Out Of Body)
This is Robert Monroe about about verifying retrievals. In retrievals, stuck individuals are helped to move on. During this, sometimes information has been gathered from the retrieved persons that has later been verified.
This is from his third book. No direct link is possible, but you can go to page 251 (and following) of this online document to find the quoted passage about the Lifeline Program.
"Lifeline participants are encouraged to seek as much information as they can from the subjects of their retrievals.
By this are meant personal details, such as name, age, address or state or country of origin, date and cause of death (road accident, illness, natural disaster, warfare, and so on), occupation, and any other details that may seem relevant. Communication is generally nonverbal and often by means of a ROTE —a ball of thought.
Where the information received is sufficiently full, it is passed later to the Lifeline Research Department, which sets a process of verification or validation in motion. In most instances it has not so far proved possible to obtain enough of this kind of information to make the effort worthwhile; this type of formal questioning is often inappropriate to the circumstances of the retrieval. But on a few occasions enough information has become available for secure verification to be made: a person of that name, age, and place died in that manner at that time. For most participants this does not matter; they are so convinced of the reality of the process that they are not concerned about this kind of checking. The Institute, however, feels that it is important for this to happen, although once twenty or thirty instances have been verified there would seem little purpose in looking for more."
- Robert Monroe (Ultimate Journey)
Two further experiments with hypnotic induction of OBEs:
This is from the book 'The Mystic Sciences' by M. Waite, as uploaded on Script. No direct link is possible, but you can enter "Thomas Garrett" in the search field and it gets you to page 67 where you find these accounts, as quoted here.
"Dr. Thomas Garrett, a therapeutic hypnotist, once had occasion to treat a young man who was in a deeply depressed state over a quarrel with his sweetheart.
Dr. Thomas, after placing the young man in a deep trance, planted the suggestion that he would be able to travel astrally to the young lady's college dorm at Wellesley and find out how she really felt about him.
After a moment of silence, the young man announced that he was in Wellesley and standing outside the girl's door. Dr. Garrett directed him to 'pass right through the closed door,' which he evidently did, because before long he was announcing in considerable elation that he was watching his girl at her desk writing a letter, and the letter was to him.
'What is she saying?' Dr. Garrett asked.
Slowly his patient repeated word for word what the girl was writing in the note; an apology for the cause of their quarrel, and a plea for forgiveness. Dr. Garrett wrote down every word, and when he brought the subject out of trance he gave him a copy of the contents of the letter which he would not actually receive for another day or so.
When the letter came, it was exactly as it had been worded earlier!"
- Margaret Waite (The Mystic Sciences)
"An even more spectacular case of hypnotic astral projection is related by Long John Nebel in his book, The psychic World Around Us.
Hypnotist John Kolisch brought a 17-year-old youth identified only by the name 'Tommy' to Nebel's apartment and put his subject into a trance.
He then, step by step, described an astral journey which Tommy was to make across the foyer, directly through the closed front door, down the hall to the elevator, into the elevator (again without bothering to wait for the door to open!).
All this while, of course, the entranced Tommy had not budged from the chair where he sat in his trance. But a smile did cross his face, and he filled his lungs with the 'fresh outdoor air' as the hypnotist had directed.
At this point Kolisch turned to Long John and asked if there was any information Tommy could bring back with him as proof that he had made an astral journey.
Nebel on the spur of the moment asked him to find out what kind of car was parked third from the fire hydrant in front of the building. The youth promptly answered that it was a 1959, blue, two-door Studebaker Lark with white vinyl seat covers an AAA bumper sticker, and a license plate number 897468.
Tommy was brought out of the trance at once and remembered nothing of what happened. Long John and Kolisch immediately rushed to the elevator and down the street to check on the evidence.
And there in front, third car from the fire hydrant, was the Studebaker Lark, practically as the boy had described it. He was off one number in the license plate, and the car was more green than blue, a fact that might have been explained by the fact that Tommy was color blind."
- Margaret Waite (The Mystic Sciences)
Astralpulse Forum / Website
"As I always say, the only way a person can “prove” experiences to himself or herself is to gain knowledge of an action that is unconnected with themselves. Physical projection, once mastered, is an excellent opportunity to get some. For example, in one RTZ projection I had fairly recently, I was outside and saw a large van making a delivery to the bakery. I popped back to physical, threw on some clothes, walked down the road to the bakery to check and there was the van. This is just one example but once you have done this kind of thing a few times, residual doubts about your experiences will soon be dispelled."
"One of the useful aspects of F3 exploration is that you contact people, get their details and try to verify that they used to live in the physical world later. I have managed to make a number of verifications of people I met within Focus 3 of consciousness of my Phasing Model."
„I was taking a nap in a lodge that some friends and I were staying in. I projected and I floated over my friend who was napping in a bed beside mine. I grabbed my friend by the wrist feeling solid matter. I began to pull, hoping I could get him to astral project (bizarre, yes). I saw his spiritual arm coming out of his physical arm. It was yanked out of my hands and shot back into his physical arm. I saw his eyes jump open and he sat up really fast, looking scared. Instantly I was awoken by my friend making noise next to me. I looked over and he was sitting up. I asked him what happened and he said something along the lines of "dude, I just randomly jerked awake because of a falling sensation. My arm is completely numb right now." I was so shocked and excited by what just happened. I no doubt woke up my friend by grabbing his astral body. I didn't tell him what happened, I just pretended to be interested in a different way than i actually was.“
"In one of my projections, some years ago, I decided to go to visit my parents' house, which is 15 km far away. It was 10:00 in the morning. I overflew my city, following the way to the hose of my childhood. I could recognize all the details, the highway, the fields...
When I arrived the house and I went into it, I see my mother cooking in the kitchen. I tried to call the attention but she did not react at all, like she couldn't see me.
Later, I went to my sister's bedroom. In that time, she was still living there, but in that moment she should have been working in the office. I checked all was normal in the room. She wasn't there, as I expected. Some thing attracted my attention. There was a paper on the table. I approached to it and I could see it was like a note. I had many problems to read it (like usually reading something out of the body). But at the end I was able to understand what It said: “PRESENT FOR _____ (my real name)”
More things happened, but to summarize I went back to my body and made a decision: I would go physically to my parents' house to check all those things. I did it, what it took twenty minutes, and my mother was there, in the kitchen cooking. I say hi and I went into my sister's room, very thrilled. There was a note on the table, exactly like the one I saw being out of the body, which said: “PRESENT FOR _____ (my real name)”. Then I imagined she was thinking in my birthday, that would be in two weeks. I think it is a perfect validation of an out of the body experience.....“
„When I was a little kid I had OBE experiences all of the time. I used to visit a place called "The Boys Club" for fun in the physical after elementary school.
I was around 8 or 9 years old and had the experience of flying thru the club at night, the lights were off. I took note that the placement of everything ex. "pool tables, ping pong", was completly different than earlier that week. Sure enough a couple days later when I went back there in the physical, everything was exactly as I had seen a few nights earlier!“
„Saw my dad in the yard once and noted his shirt, tried passing my hand through him, couldnt get a reaction, awoke and found him wearing the same shirt and pants.“
„Around 3:30 am on 3/4/12, my girlfriend was awakened after feeling my body go into a state of vibrations. She felt my heart beat racing also. Then she said the vibrations stopped, and she heard me stop breathing without a noticeable heartbeat. She said a few seconds later she saw a white image of me at my bedroom doorway. The she heard me making a knocking sound on the dresser in the bedroom. She then got scared and pulled the covers over her face. She doesn't know anything about out of body experiences or vibrations. She has never had an OBE either.“
„On 07/13/12 at 12:30 am, my girlfriend had another experience with me being out of body. I felt myself slip out of body, and I consciously hovered a couple of feet above my body. I did this for two minutes while holding this position. I then entered back into my body and my physical body jolted.
While out of my body, I saw my girlfriend next to me with an expression of awe. When I re-entered my body, she asked me if I was out of body. I said yes. She said she knew because she felt a dense energy on top of her legs that remained there for two minutes. And she saw my physical body jolt shortly after.“
„My husband has woken to see me floating next to him, and has felt my vibes also- but I think he was in trance, and was viewing it clairvoyantly.“
„I scared my then GF by leaving my body during a nap we were taking in the afternoon. I was able to phase out of my body for what felt like a minute then, I snapped back in. She looked at me with a stunned look on her face when I woke up because she felt a change in the density next to her and also the snapping back into the body. “
„I noticed when I tapped my grandma many different times she wasn't aware of my presence. But when I entered my body again, I went upstairs to see her in the same clothes and doing the same thing I saw her doing in the astral, and I hadn't seen her all day. It was a fantastic experience. :-) I think that was my validation I was looking for... “
„my girlfriend set up a gemstone attached to a necklace on the mirror in her bedroom a certain way without letting me know beforehand. I had an obe in front of the mirror recently. I saw it hanging on the mirror. I willed my energy and somehow was able to swing it the other way which caused it to be partially tucked in behind the mirror.
I didn't tell her that I did it. She noticed the following morning it was moved in a different position.
I inspected it, and there was no way it could of moved that way by accident.
All my validations have always been within the same room as I am sleeping in. I believe short distance obe's are the key to achieving more validations and less reality fluctuations.“
„The most convining validation I have experienced yet involved my sister, when I was still living at home. I became lucid in a dream, which caused me to wake up. On waking I discovered I was paralysed and experiencing the vibrations. I rolled out, and for some reason, I decided to try and pull my sister out. I went to her room (in my experience the light was on in her room, but in reality it wasn't) and started pulling at her arm. When I finally got her out, I showed her how to float, and helped her float up to the ceiling (we had our heads sticking through into the loft). The experience wasn't much more than this. I returned to body and checked the clock.
Out of curiosity, the morning after this experience I asked my sister if she had any strange dreams. She went a bit weird and didn't want to talk about it. Later that evening, she opened up and told me she woken in the night to see a black 'smoky' figure (see through) leaning over her bed with its hand reaching out towards her, this terrified her. She doesn't recall any of what I did (pulling her out), but the times matched up.“
„A few years ago I was living in the south of England whilst my parents lived in their house in Leeds in the north. One Saturday morning I AP'd and decided to pay my parents an "astral" visit. So concentrating on their house in Leeds, I soon found myself outside in the street in front of the house. It was a bright morning. Walking up the garden path I passed through the front door and into the hallway in my parents' house, where I discovered my mother watching in utter surprise as I came in through the front door.
I calmed her down and explained that this was just a kind of "special dream" and she had nothing to worry about. We walked through the living room and into the kitchen where I sat down on a very flimsy wooden "sewing basket", knowing that I couldn't break it. My mother complained, saying I'd break the basket but I reassured her that I was "as light as a feather" and it wouldn't break.
Then I decided to show off, so I started pointing at objects, cups, jars etc, making them fly around the kitchen. My mother was pretty shocked by all of this. At this point I lost consciousness and returned to my physical body.
A little later in the morning I got up, had breakfast, went about my business and by mid-day, curiosity got the better of me so I decided to phone home, just in case anything "unusual" had happened there. My mother answered the phone, sounding agitated, and as soon as she heard my voice said "Thank God! I thought you had died!". It turns out that she had a "dream" which was identical to the OBE I had.
She remembered dreaming that she was standing in the hall when I emerged in front of her by coming in THROUGH the front door. Shocked by this and feeling certain that something was very wrong, she continued to dream the same events that I had experienced - walking through the living room into the kitchen, complaining that I would break the sewing basket and then watching as I made objects fly around the kitchen. My mother recounted the dream without prompting. I didn't guide her in any way.
My mother's dream was identical to my OBE in every respect, and it troubled her so much that she was sure some harm must have come to me and that the dream was some sort of harbinger of bad fortune. She didn't have a contact number for me so when I called she was extremely relieved!“
„Regarding checking up on other people, this is quite hard to do. I once did that, tracked down a friend who hadn't contacted me for a while whilst she was travelling in America. I found her and she later confirmed that she was staying where I saw her. But it is difficult to do.“
It's been awhile since I've posted my latest validation attempts and tracking. I've been following whole heartdly for the last two years now of my own personal experiences and validations. Your more welcome to view the contents in my web site to listen/read.
I recently conversed with a hard-core skeptic and it was a terrible conversation, to say the least. Purely one tracked minded, not open to the slightest of possibabilities and claimed that NDEs/OBEs were all hullcinations.
It was a good and eye opening experiences because it did give me some good insight on a few things that I needed to add into my FAQs about skeptics. Here it is:
•What are your thoughts about skeptics and their views?
I totally respect the views of skeptics trying to prove that the out of body experience is false memories, hallucinatory, and generated in the brain. It’s always good to be objective towards this field of study. However, we should keep a open mind and not be quick to judge either. Here’s a near death / out of body experience to consider and seriously think about:
Example: How do you explain the near death experience of Pam Reynolds? Under a medical and scientific controlled environment she was able to validate with accuracy during her operation external events outside her body.
During her operation, Pam had no brain activity, no blood, no vital signs for over an hour to remove a tumor. Doctors, Scientists, Skeptics can’t explain this experience but only try to theorize.
So how would a skeptic go about theorizing when experts in the medical / scientific fields can't.
Anyways, as I tracked my own personal success with obe's, I've come to one conclusion that if any skeptic asks "prove it to me". Why should I prove something that I've proved to myself and done the work.
Here are the journal entries on my web site if those who are interested in validations.
1 07/14/05 Thursday 3:45 AM 3:52 AM 10:30 AM 10:37 AM 2 Of Hearts King of Diamonds/8 of Hearts Jack Of Diamonds Couldn't Remember 416 to 1 - Validation 07-14-2005 - Card Verification #1 - Conscoious & False Awakening Projection.mp3“
„dream: I get lucid and focus on B (my friend). After a few moments I arrive near a large pond behind a house. B is sitting their tossing rocks in to the water. I call to her and tell her its me. She sees me and calls my name as she stands up, but then disappears.
waking: I email B in the morning to see if she remembers seeing me last night. She writes back that she remembers being near water and I approached her. She got excited when she realized I was their and she was getting lucid and immediately she woke up.
dream: I draw the outline to a door in mid-air and write B's name on the door. Then I open the door and enter a bedroom. I see B asleep on the bed and her husband at the foot of the bed getting dressed for work. I jump on the bed and bounce hard telling her to wake up. She wakes up, but appears sleepy. I tell her she's dreaming and she needs to wake up because I want to take her flying. She nods ok and I take her hand. I rise up in the air with her. But I lose her when I go through the ceiling.
waking: In the morning I email B that I tried to visit her in her bedroom last night. She wrote back that she dreamt of me in her bedroom. She said I kept jumping up and down on the bed all excited. She remembered holding hands and floating up. But then she ended up on top of a mountain with her brother.
dream: I visit B to find her in a large house having a tea party (totally out of character for her by the way). I'm watching, confused as she is dressed in pink and everyone else is a woman and all are wearing dresses and carrying tea cups. She comes up to me to pour me some tea. I explain that she's dream and to wake up. But she is totally absorbed in the tea party and ignores me. She seems completely out of it.
waking: I call B in the morning because the dream was so strange. She answers sounding horrible. She's had a bad head cold and her husband has been bringing her tea every hour to drink.
dream: I get lucid and decide to visit my sister L. I find her in a huge building. There are large open hallways almost like a mall, but bigger and lots of other people are there too. I look and finally see L standing nearby. I call to her, but she looks scared and starts running away. I'm confused and run after her, weaving in and out of people until I lose her in a crowd.
waking: call L to see if she remembered me in a dream last night. She said no, but she did remember a scary dream. She was in the Mall of America and someone was chasing her through it.“
„User: Mendel « Reply #94 on: March 25, 2007, 00:54:41 »
I didn't make it to your room in my projection last night, but I was thinking about your experiment and noticed a light blue object on my brother's dresser. It had five connected vertical open cylinders and little symbols of animals on it. It almost seem to sparkle as though it were made from glass.
User: Nay « Reply #98 on: April 02, 2007, 15:35:00 »
Oh and btw the object on my desk was a plastic easter cup, filled with pens and pencils.
User: Nay « Reply #105 on: April 10, 2007, 13:20:47 »
I can't believe I failed to see your post, I'm sooooo sorry! I went back to see what you said and what is absolutely crazy is, I have never mentioned that there are some little bunnies on the cup and you mention animal prints!!
Looks like we got a winner! Very impressive Mike!“
„I have a silly story of what I thought would be validation:
2 nights ago I had and conscious-exit OBE and wandered around my house. I was so sure that I had was fully focused in the RTZ - I've been in my new house a few months now and everything was exactly as it was before my OBE attempt that night. It was all very solid, everything being in place. Then I noticed a crack in one of my new blinds. I inspected it and was sure this would be my validation. I made a note of which set of blinds and the area it was cracked.
So the next morning I get up and check, and the blinds are fine. I was positive it would be cracked. I checked all the blinds in the house, but nothing. Oh well.
and TVOS told me this:
That would have been cool to see that the blinds were indeed cracked. Maybe this was a future event that you saw? If I were you, keep a tab on the blinds, maybe if you can remember draw to paper what the crack looked like. When the time does come when the blinds do indeed crack, compare the two. Something to think about!
Well, a few days ago I was grilling, sippin a few brews, and a fly got in the house. I'm pretty good at snapping them with a dish cloth, so I follow it over the the window and SNAP - got the fly AND the edge of the blind, cracking it EXACTLY as I saw it before. As soon as it happened I remembered seeing it broken in my OBE.
Seeing as how I was the one with the premonition and the one who broke it, and I've never had anything like this happen before, I don't necessarily call it a validation. I may have unconsciously broke it (with unnatural extreme precision that matches the experience perfect) to make my prophesy come true.
But I can throw it into my x-files evidence cabinet for future reference.
Thanks to TVOS or I would have probably forgotten the OBE and never made a connection to a future event.“
„A friend of mine seems to be a natural AP'er. I told her to project and then think of me to project to me. She said she could see that i was making motions like i was clicking the mouse on a computer, but I was the only thing in the room that she could see. She also said that it looked like I was touching my face with my left hand. At the time of the projection, I was on the computer, using the mouse with my right hand, and biting the nails on my left hand.“
"I finally did a direct validation!!!! I didn't use playing cards but used random numbers I had written on pieces of paper. Since projection was difficult I cheated and just asked my guide and she showed me the number"
OBE #57 RTZ, WBTB, Phase method
Before going to sleep last night I had a great feeling that I was going to have an OBE this morning. I went to sleep and woke up around 10am not remembering that I had that feeling last night. I called my cat to come lay on my bed and cuddle, but she didn't come over and I was experiencing a feeling of drowsiness so I decided to lay back down and close my eyes. Within a few minutes I was seeing some vague imagery behind my closed eyes. I stretched my arms out and I rolled my body over to the left, but something felt different. It was heavy and slow motion and I was still looking at the blackness behind my closed eyes, but I thought I had moved physically. Next thing I know I'm staring at my ceiling about a foot away from it. My vision went back to blackness and I realized I was obe and I didn't want the experience to end so I started to imagine I was walking down my hallway and feeling the walls with both my hands as I did. I grabbed onto the cool, metal, railing as I walked past the stair case. Once I got to my living room I slowly opened my NPMR eyes and had great vision of where I was standing and now fully phased in that reality.
I did a few awareness boosters by looking at my hands and telling myself I was OBE in the nonphysical. I remembered I wanted to check the card that I placed on a shelf in the living room so I walked over to it and reached up and grabbed the card. The first card I saw was a black 4 of spades. I noticed I was holding about 3 or 4 cards so I placed them back on the shelf and then tried to only grab one. I grabbed about 3 or 4 again, but the card on top was a black 4 of spades again. I thought that was good enough so I put the cards down and proceeded with the rest of my OBE.
When I woke up I went to the living room and reached on top of the shelf. I didn't feel a card so I took a look and there was no card there. The shelf looked like it was recently dusted off so I thought maybe one of my parents found it and moved the card. I was a little disappointed and I don't actually remember how long ago I placed the card there. I decided I would count the cards from the deck and whichever one was missing maybe that would be the card. I grabbed the deck of cards and flipped it over to see the faces and first one on top was the black 4 of spades.
It's not the best verification, but I think it speaks for itself that there was some level of verification there. I know I probably shouldn't be focusing on trying to prove the existence of the NPMR this way, but I find it a fun experiment to play with.
„I've had several validations. But the most validating was the one in which my ex showed up in my OBE. He has these experiences also, only his are more progressed. He told me he was going to come and join me sometime. And he did! A few days after he appeared in my OBE, my ex came over to my house and asked me if I had seen him. I told him, "I knew that shadowy figure on the stairs was you!" I had recognized his silhouette----especially that of his hair!My ex even told me that at one time when I flew past him that my and his heads had collided.This had happened when I decided to fly through him instead of past him the second time around.I flew through him from his neck up. This is when he and I collided heads!"
„Another time my ex came over, and as he and I stood outside talking, he nodded toward the direction underneath my upstairs bedroom window and asked me if, a few days earlier, I had traveled out my bedroom window just underneath the spot where he had motioned his head. Again, I was excited but not shocked to learn that he had seen me. I told him I had done that very thing because I wanted to scare the neighbor's dog that was always barking and annoying me.“
„One in particular experience that I could call validation of an astral experience was when I was attending high school. I had left my body and found my conscious awareness at the top of some trees. It was night time and I saw a fire burning below. I could see a definite red glow and smoke was billowing up through the air. Below I saw firemen scurrying about working on putting out the fire. The next day I relayed this experience to my close friend from high school. He was astonished at what I told him and he then told me that there had been a fire at a school mates trailer that night. He said that himself and other volunteer firefighters were there that night, and the scene was very similar to what I had relayed to him.
One other time was when I wanted to visit this same friend at night during an astral travel. I remember hovering over his bed, but him just seeming to sleep, not responding. The next day I told him what I did. He said "that was you!!! Don't do that again, you scared the cr*p out of me, I thought you were a ghost!!!"
He he, I didn't bother him or anyone after that.“
„I saw my dog trying to jump up on a chair of the kitchen table which I’ve never seen him do before. I went upstairs right after the experience ended and he had actually gotten up on the same chair and was trying to get at a bowl and this is the only time that he had ever done something like that with the kitchen table chairs.“
„I traveled into my son's room and briefly watched as he sat at the computer and watched YouTube videos. Later, I asked him if he had been watching wrestling videos on YouTube. He said he had been watching UFC videos on YouTube. In my book, the same thing! He must have thought I meant WWE and was specific that it was in fact UFC. I asked him if it had been wrestling cause I just knew it had been two guys squaring off in a ring.“
„ I still remember the first time I received a specific set of information from a deceased person that I could not otherwise have known. It was a vase with a very specific color and floral pattern. I reported this to the deceased person's daughter and she confirmed that it was something very special to her mother. I still get goosebumps thinking about it.“
„I once heard my father's voice. He was having a conversation, but I could only hear his side of it. It was like listening to him talk to someone on the telephone. He was talking about me. His voice came from the left, was faint, grew loud (like he was in the room with me), then faded away toward my right. After the OBE was over, I called him to ask about this conversation. As I said, it had been about me (and had been slightly critical). I was able to recount word-for-word what he'd said. He verified that he'd had that conversation with my stepmother as they'd been driving on the highway past my house, (though that highway is MILES away). This (I think) accounts for the left to right fading phenomenon I experienced. It really impressed my skeptical father. It impressed me too. “
(actually, it's 1 post before the one that comes up as this direct link does not work)
„It was the evening of the 19th of December 2003. I was at home for Christmas, out in my room (in the garage...really quiet and perfect for meditation/OBE practise). Left the body after only about five minutes, rolling out and standing up. Great clarity. Walked through the wall (concrete/glass sensations) and out into the yard.
I realised immediately that I wasn't alone. On my travels I'd interacted with a few individuals (including a small asian man waiting at the end of my driveway on my very first outing, who told me to relax and slow down!) but this guy seemed different--he was waiting for me, this was no chance encounter. He was a thin man, dark hair, perched on the fence wearing a crimson satin (or at least shiny) suit. "Follow me," he signalled, and flew directly up.
I was never a great flier, but I could keep pace with him ok. We went about a mile up, I would guess. I can still see it now--the vivid silhouette of the river that runs through my city, surrounded on both sides by orange streetlights. "Follow me," he signalled again, but this time he moved in a new direction--one I'd never moved through before. By some instinct, or maybe just because I was near this guy, I was able to move through time.
I didn't know it was 'time' at first. It felt like I was moving through rubber walls of increasing density, each taking greater and greater effort to push through. I was always just behind the guy in the suit. It quickly became impossible to go any further--we fell back into 'normal space' and we were in the same spot, more or less.
There was text hanging in the air in front of me. Text! White block capitals that read, "TUESDAY 23RD DECEMBER. I'd never seen anything quite like that.
He grinned at me. "Follow me," he said, reaching out his hand. I gripped it and we insta-travelled to a new location (another first--I was never very good at that either, but this was a quick and precise cut from one location to another.
We were in the air about fifty feet above a ruined street. It was night, lit by the headlights of fire engines and rescue vehicles. The street was blocked, strewn with rubble. Buildings had collapsed and spilled over the street. It was a dry, mountainous area. Low scrubby bushes. I spent about thirty seconds in the air, just drifting, and then the guy turned and disappeared. I remember asking him what I was seeing--asking for a location, asking who he was and why exactly he had brought me to this place--but he wasn't the talkative sort.
After flying towards the horizon I quickly just skipped back to my body. I swung out of bed, ran to the computer and wrote everything down. "A prophecy!" I called it, as a joke. I started to doubt it. "Must have slipped into a dream state halfway through," I wrote. "The 23rd isn't a Tuesday". But then I checked the calendar...and it was.
The experience had been so intense I emailed a couple of friends who knew about my adventures as a psychonaut. "So look out for an earthquake on the 23rd," I said--just to have some proof, if it did 'come true'. I recorded everything I'd seen. I honestly didn't believe it would pan out; it seemed ridiculous. It IS ridiculous!
All the same, four days later, I was watching the BBC news at 7am, and they led with news of an earthquake in California. http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/2003_San_Simeon_earthquake If I had seen it on the 23rd, I'd seen it at night, the rescue effort after the event. There it was--the same destruction, the same date. I was blown away. Very nearly dropped my cornflakes!
The elation quickly turned to pure existential terror as all of my fun 'flying about' was suddenly REAL. I was no longer able to write it off as bouncing around in some hyper-simulation of my own creation (something I found amazing enough by itself...) It was not only real, it was important. Facts could be retrieved. Individuals met. Wild stuff. And because of all that, I think, I found I could no longer do it (until now.)
That was my verification, anyway. Don't believe me. If you're reading this, maybe you're seeking verification before you have ever had an 'outing' of your own...if you're in that situation, forget about 'real' and 'unreal'...the experience is real, and amazing, and waiting for you to grasp it. Verification might come later. If you've already done some of these things--especially visual text-based information or 'time travel'...I'd love to hear about it. I guess I'll have a look around the forum!“
„I've had a number of validations,but I'll post one that had a really deep impact on me.It's on page 39 "Jeff,September 17,2008" I forgot to mention in the submission that the man's hair was really white in waking reality too,but he used to dye it. http://dreaminglucid.com/issues/LDE51.pdf.“
„This OBE was an interesting one because of the aftermath, and you will see what I am talking about at the end.
During a regular dream where I was at my childhood home with my sister. I realized that I was dreaming and from that point on I took control and it became an OBE. I told my sister with an exciting tone of voice "We are out of our bodies right now. I'll show you" and then I asked mentally my deceased grandfather to show up. Next moment he is walking through the door of the living room. He was smiling and my sister was looking in shock. Then I called mentally my father who's death my sister suffered greatly. He too walked in the door and at that moment my sister gave a cry and jumped into his arms. After that I told her "Now, we are going to go back in time and experience one of our Christmases when we were kids". I grabbed her hand so we can "teleport" together and I don't loose her and few seconds later we were in the same room, but this time was all decorated for Christmas and on the table there were all kinds of food. The emotions were unbelievable. I cant even start to describe. After that I said to her "Now do you want to fly around, because we can". She hesitated and I sensed that she was a little afraid, so I said "Don't worry, we are going to fly with a car, so you can feel safer". We went outside and infront of our house was parked a blue convertible (I don't know what brand) car. We jumped inside, I gave a command and the car raised into the air. I said to myself "I want to go to a big city at night time". Instantly we are flying over a city with tall sky scrapers with millions of lights. It was breathtaking.
At that time I woke up slightly vibrating from the experience, looked at the clock and realized that my sister was awake at that time on the other side of the globe and probably at work. So, I thought that I was going to wait and see if she will mention anything possible a feeling, a thought, etc related to our AP together. So one day later she sends me an email that she had an amazing dream involving seeing our father and her hugging him. Also she mentioned me and her sitting at a table eating lots of food.
So, the conclusion: Even though she experienced a similar event with me and our father was at a different physical time than my OBE. However, I think both experienced even being apart by physical time indication happened at the same "time" in the astral. Only, because she was awake during my OBE where I made her aware, she experienced it first thing after her physical senses shut down during sleep and she was able to perceive the experience. Does that make sense? At least this is how I interpret it. When I received her email about her dream, I was like, OMG I was waiting for this, and I told her the whole experience. She said she had the same feelings especially because she misses father so much and she felt shocked that she was actually seeing him and hugging him. She said that when she woke up she was laying on her back and she felt slight inner shaking upon awaking. So, I told her that she was OBEing, but because she does not train she could not gain control and perceived it as a very vivid dream. I am still smiling thinking about this experience. Priceless!!!!!“
"2nd OBE - Teen years
Validation? Sleeping position of people in the next room .
Fell asleep listening to hemi-sync with headphones on. awoke half an hour later, while separating from the body. Couldn't see anything so i put my feet on the ground beside the bed. rubbed my eyes and everything became clear. there was an entity resembling the cat ghost boy from the grudge. he stared at me and i stared back. at that point my body floated up, stomach facing the ceiling back facing the ground as i floated towards the bedroom beside mine. at that point my body became a little more loose and stood suspended in the air. the was a light past the corner of the room, but just this little area was lit up. i took note of the positions they were sleeping in and jumped back into my body at that point. went into the bedroom 1 person was in the same position as i saw in the astral ( a very awkward sprawled out one at that) while the other one was slightly shifted from laying on their back, to laying on their side.
so i guess you can say it half worked. lol or perhaps one of the people shifted in the 10-20 seconds it took to get to their room."
Here's a personal experience of mine that resulted in a validation:
I think it was in the summer of 2009 and I was on an extended trip to Ireland, accompanied by both of my parents. During this time I had been reading a book by William Buehlman, and practicing some of his techniques. Staying at an old B&B, I managed to induce an OOBE in the early mornings, doing a 'roll-out' technique and exiting into a non-physical version of the room i had been staying in. I soon flew outside, exploring the hilly countryside that resembled that of that of the physical, complete with the same memorable lake (but with pterodactyl-like creatures flying over the hills). Then, I got the idea of visiting my parents; went to their room, where I only stayed a bit before deciding to enter their dreams, where I personally fell back into a dream-like mind-state and experienced various interesting scenes.
The next morning, my mother mentions to me in the car that she felt like she saw me in the room in the middle of the night. (not physically, since we were on opposite ends of the lodge and their door was locked).
„I get vibrations and am in my 'astral bed' experiencing blindness again. I immediately shout out to my helper(s) to be shown the card I had put 'blind' on a shelf two days ago in front of a little nightlight (for night view should I do the unlikely case of a "real" RTZ projection).
First I remain in darkness, maybe holding a helpers hand or not (don't remember exactly) as I do usually when communicating with my helpers and do not see anything.
I shout again "The card! Show me the card!" Then I see a card approaching me from far away. The background is still black. There is just this little card, still far away, a little to the right (Btw, it's also to the right in my physical room). I zoom in on it so it gets nearer. I recognise it and shout it out as an aid for memorising it: "It's a Nine Of Spades!". Then ask for confirmation: "Yes?". A guide answers telepathically (no in-ear-voice this time) "yes".
Then vision comes on and I am in my "lightportal" (for those who don't remember my previous entries: it's the name I gave to my childhood bedroom into which I phase quite often, sometimes almost automatically) and the same card is on a shelf next to the bed there visible for me.
The guide who answered is a woman. But if I remember correctly it is not Katja (see last post above) this time. I don't know or remember her. I look at the card again and it still is the Nine Of Spades. Then however I seem to lose focus and lucidity. It starts to fluctuate and the black Spades turn also into black Crosses/Clubs, the number unchanged. So it might also have been a Nine Of Clubs. The lack of lucidity also leads me then to defocus from the card validation and engage in a kind of semi-sexual encounter with the guide. But it seems to lead to nowhere and I wake up.
Being annoyed at my loss of lucidity and (again) indulgence in my astral sexual urge I expected a failure for the card validation. I did not look up the card immediately but went to sleep after I wrote the result on a piece of paper in case I should forget which card I saw. This morning, I went to the shelf and turned the stack around: Shock! A Nine Of Spades!
This is the picture I took this morning. I know this does not prove anything to anyone (except me), it is just a little act of celebration and remembrance of this success for me.
It shows what I noted on paper that night and the turned around stack in its box with the 'astrally remote viewed' card on top: "pik 9" means "Nine of Spades". I also noted down the second "unsure" card which is "kreuz 9" (Nine of Clubs), but the call I made for this attempt was the first and "stable" one, of course:
http://s14.directupload.net/images/130417/e57qic8k.jpg - I did it !!!“
„The first one is literally the first one I identified as an OBE:
I was around 8 or 9. I remember thinking I was too old to have a babysitter,and was mad my parents were going to a party at a neighbor's house, where my aunt was also invited, and who I adored. My older neighbor M. was the babysitter. We read comic books I was not allowed to read usually, and at least felt vindicated for that. So we finally went to sleep. I awoke as I floated away from the bed- and found myself on the main hallway of the house. I then floated through the wall and it was the most amazing feeling. I could feel the concrete wall- all the little pebbles in the concrete and the iron parts of it. I even felt how it tasted, in an amazing way. I found myself floating outside, and seeing the roofs of the houses. I then floated down to the house where the party was, and I entered through the roof. There I could see the party, I could see my parents and my aunt, who was wearing a beautiful dress. I tried to float to her and talk, but she didn't see me. At some point I realized no one could see me and this made me upset.
The next morning I told my mom what I saw, and she got really angry thinking I had somehow snuck out of the house. When I described how I got there, she seemed spooked, as I had correctly described how my aunt was dressed and what the other people I knew were wearing.
When she verified with the babysitter that I in fact went to bed when I was supposed to and didn't leave, my mom then realized something else was going on and read about OBEs in general. I was 'this close' to getting grounded, and I realized that you can get out of your body and do stuff like fly to other people's houses and this kind of thing. Later on, when I was around twelve, she let me read a book she had found that was about APs. I believe this was one of the theosophy books that described experiences that happened to other people, but didn't really explain why this happened or how to induce it.“
„The second verification I can think of was when I was freshly married- My hubby and I had just moved to our first house and he had a new job (I wasn't working full time yet, IIRC). He had gone to work and I was either sick or something else- what I remember is that I laid down to take a nap, and found myself flying around the beach area. I found myself in a white room, and I could see my husband sitting on a bench with a large box (looked like a giant tackle box) with really shiny metallic pins. He had a pair of tweezers and was rooting through the shiny objects, and putting some of them on a table. When I figured I probably was at his work I kind of snapped out of it. So I woke up and looked for his phone number and called him at work, and asked him what he was doing.
He verified that someone had broken into this store he was working at, (it was a rental store) and his boss was going to change the locks, and he had the equipment (his dad used to be a locksmith, so he knew how to do this stuff) and was doing the work in-house. This surprised me because that wasn't his job (so I had no expectation of what he should be doing) and at the time I had no idea that he knew how to do this stuff or how it was done. This was the second 'real' verification on what I now know was either a fast RTZ trip or a Remote Viewing episode.“
„The third verification happened when my son was a toddler. We had been doing some home gardening and had put some seeds in some peat pots, covered them with bags and put them on the top of the fridge for sprouting.
About a week after doing this, I was sleeping, when I woke up with exit sensations. I floated away from my body (at the time I didn't know about techniques, so I just sat up and floated) and found myself in the kitchen. I was attracted to this beautiful glow in the corner, so I floated towards it. It was up in the top of the fridge- a beautiful green glow, and when I floated up I could see little tiny two-leaved plants. The baby plants! And they were amazing- they had this green glow that shone up the kitchen. The next morning I ran to the kitchen, took the pots down and got them off the bags- and there they were, the little teeny plants I had seen the night before. We planted them the next day and enjoyed tomatoes for around a year.“
„as a kid I found myself in my grandmother's room, floating over her. I hadn't been in there physically and didn't know she had dolls but she did“
„Later we were going to Melbourne to stay with friends. I projected to the airport, where I'd never been. When we went there within the next few days it was familiar and I would announce to my sister what we'd see next.
A party across the road a few years ago disturbed my sleep and caused me to project out of body and across the road. There were a lot of inebriated people and I told them to turn the music down. Shortly after, someone did turn it down. They were evicted a few months later and my friend wanted to check out the house that was for sale. The room I entered OB was as I'd seen it.“
"Another time I was just out on an recently finished but unopened bypass that we'd walked on earlier that day. As with the other experiences, there was no preliminary dreaming, I was just there and fully aware. It was a very brief OBE.“
„Personal proof? Many years of OBEs, lucid dreams and learning slowly to trust my intuition. Objective proof? During one OBE, as I came back through the roof of my apartment I saw my wife and self asleep in the bed. At that moment, my wife awoke, looked up and screamed. I reached down and touched her face before integrating in my physical body and woke up. My wife turned to me and said "I just saw a ghost come through the ceiling. It touched me and I knew it was you“
„I've met many astral projectors here (I can think of three at least, maybe four) but none were planned. We just saw each other in projection or dreamspace, and later verified it was really each other."
"This happened over 20 years ago when I was a teenager.
I was living with my boyfriend and one morning whilst he was at work, I was sleeping in late. Whilst asleep I dreamt (which is what I thought it was for years, but now know it was a projection) that I was in the air (I don't remember flying, I was just there) above him, his two workmates and his boss, all sitting on the tractor. Two of them were on those metal things over the big wheels (one being my bf) and one in the seat. They were all chowing down on lamingtons. I remember they were pink with cream oozing out.
Later that day when my boyfriend had finished work I told him about my dream (which he was used to) but his mouth fell open :shock: He told me their boss had brought them lamingtons for morning tea."
"Went to the dining room where the card had been placed on the top of a high clock but could,nt see the face of the card. There seemed to be paper on top of it.
I must of gone to sleep and the next morning my mind was trying to work out what went wrong.Has everything I,ve experienced just been my imagination??
If I was to guess what card was there what would it be? JACK OF SPADES came twice, but I put this to playing with my imagination. Next day I couldn,t resist it. I climbed on a chair . There was no paper on top of the card. Just the card. JACK OF SPADES."
"I've visited people I knew and reported back what they were doing and they were able to verify I was correct."
"(...) I ended up at home in my country and saw my sister. (...) Then I was telling her that we were out in the astral and to convince her, I grabbed her waist and we both flew few feet off the ground. Then I told her, “now, you try flying by yourself” and she flew off and disappeared in the sky.
After that I was walking by myself somewhere and I was thinking about my physical body, but I didn’t seem to loose control and snap back. So I thought about it and I thought about it and I said to my self that I must be dead, since I am not returning. But for some reason that thought did not bother me at all. In fact I felt liberated somehow. Eventually I woke up! (...)
And here is something that I have not come across during my OBE life. The next day I was talking to my sister and as I was telling her that in my OBE I found her, she interrupted me and started telling me that during my exact time of OBE, she was taking an afternoon nap (time difference) and she was dreaming that she was flying. (OMG, that was the first time another person involved in my OBEs have recalled an exact experience. Truly amazing.) Then I continued telling her that in fact I was showing her how to fly and sent her off on her own. She could not believe it!!!!!"
Multidimensional Man Website:
"I conducted the following test with my brother who lived 800 miles away: “It is worth pointing out that while getting more confident I sought ways of confirming the reality of these experiences. To do this I asked my brother in Germany to pin a word on his wall, which I would read when projecting to the house next time and then confirm it via phone. A few nights went buy and then I succeeded in leaving my body.
As I projected into his room I was confused by the large number of notices stuck to his wall. I couldn’t focus clearly on many of them, but one stood out and it read: “4 o’clock, Thursday, take car to MOT”.
I phoned my brother the following day and he told that he had only pinned one word to the wall and it read simply “love”. However, he told me that he had a note in his diary to have his car checked in for an MOT that following Thursday, at 4 o’clock.”
Although the locality may look very familiar it will almost certainly differ from its physical location. The content of the minds of people are often displayed in the environment (such as my brother’s notes in his diary and in his head were “physically” pinned to the wall). People’s ideas of changing the decor of the house, whether consciously or unconsciously, are often already a reality on the next dimensional level."
OBERF (Out-Of-Body Research Foundation - www.oberf.org):
"OBE Journal (Validation)
I started tracking validations, coincidences, and synchronicities since July 14, 2005 based on my out-of-body experiences (OBEs). Here are the results as of October 23, 2007—broken down into three categories:
This is not the first time that I have had an out-of-body experience, which validates physical and spiritual correlation. In this particular experience there is no question or doubt that can be argued as “coincidence”. With careful precision of video and audio recording, there is honesty and allowing the experience to naturally occur. My detailed accounts are hard to ignore or suggest that it’s a brain fabrication of just lucky odds.
Many people that I communicate with about the research of OBEs ask if our consciousness survives physical death. I find that we try to put the scientific “prove it to me” hat on and ask for proof, when the skeptic should be proving it for one's self. Being open with a sincere heart and doing the work one's self is the key to success that will unlock that question. I have invested over twenty years to this research and state with confidence we will survive physical death."
(this page goes on with lots of examples and validations and is worth reading)
„I could fly over London, or be in a Maxfield Parish painting. It was as real as I am sitting here right now. Fun, amazing, and life changing. One time ,one of my first times, I went to a place that my friends were at to find out if this was real or just my imagination. I was able to fly there, and they were there and I saw what my friend was wearing and the next day I asked what she was wearing and it was true. I absolutely was floored…“
"This is the second of three similar experiences. In this one, I had brought my girlfriend home from college for the Christmas holidays to her parent's home in the mountains. It was snowing heavily. After dinner, it appeared that I would not be able to get home due to the heavy snowfall. So, her father said I could stay the night but since there were only two bedrooms, I would have to sleep on the couch. I asked if they had a sleeping bag and said I would like to sleep on the floor in front of the fireplace. The parents and my girlfriend and her sister went to bed. I unrolled the sleeping bag and as I did so and was crawling in, I soaked in the beauty of the fireplace and the big white snowflakes floating down outside the picture window.
I thought I wish my girlfriend was out here with me. I heard a voice say "why don't you go and ask her?" I said, "why don't you, they can't see you." As I got more and more relaxed, I noticed or felt there was a light on in the hallway and some talking. I disregarded it thinking it was just someone going into the bathroom or something minor. Then, I heard the father say something, like "I'm not afraid of him. I am going to tell him to go home. I felt a whoosh of a yellow light into my head. A few seconds later, the father pretended he was looking for his boots and grabbed my head. I said that was me. He said to go home. I said I can't because of the snow. He said to stay out here. I said I would be right here.
The next day at breakfast, I got some strange looks from anger or disgust from her parents, to a look of awe from my girlfriend's little sister.
Later, after I got my girlfriend's jeep started by rolling it down a hill and popping the clutch, she said, "how did you do that?" I started to explain what I just did. But she interrupted and said, "no, I meant last night." I said I thought I knew what she was talking about, but what did she see? She said I was a yellow light. I asked if I hurt anyone. She said no, just scared her parents. I asked what I did. She said, first I went to her parents room and then came to the door of her room. I asked if her sister saw me too. She said yes, they both sat up in bed. I asked what happened next. She said, I beckoned her to come with me with my hand. And then, she said her father got up, and my light went back down the hall."
„In 1989 my family and I migrated from Italy to Canada. In 1993 my parents gave me as a sweet 16th birthday present a ticket for the summer to my home town of Perugia, Italy.
Approx. 2 weeks before my departure I had a dream. I found myself in front of my childhood friend's door. I found it peculiar to be there but in the dream I told myself 'it's just a dream'. I knocked and after a while my best friend came to the door and looked around but didn't see me standing there and as she was closing the door I sneaked inside.
As I stood inside their foyer and while trying to get their attention these are the things I saw: first of all it seemed like it was lunch time, all the women of the house were running around trying to set the table, and coming in and out of the kitchen. Why do I say it was lunch time? Because out of own curiosity of the time of day I looked outside toward their balcony and the sun was shining.
Then I turned my attention to the house. They had renovated the house. Where there used to be once upon a time my friend's sisters' bedroom was now the kitchen. Beside the kitchen was the new bathroom with granite like tiles from head to toe. And to my left their dining room was still the same but they had changed the arrangement of the dining room table and the TV. As I kept on trying to get their attention and calling out for them I started walking toward the end of the foyer and I opened the door to what used to be their living room which was now my friend's bedroom. And further down the hallway the old bathroom was no longer there and her parent's bedroom had not changed.
After again trying without avail to get their attention I finally woke up from my dream.
My first feeling was that it was a dream warning me not to expect much, and I actually tried to convince my parents to cancel my ticket for fear of rejection from my friends. But I'm so glad I went for that trip. I'm so glad to have had such a beautiful experience because when I actually went physically to my friend's house I saw all that I saw in my 'dream'. All the changes in their house, their cooking and eating routines and also the absence of their family pets made me realize it wasn't just a dream, I think literally travelled there in spirit.“
„On January 18, 1998 it was a Sunday, ( I remember because I kept a article of the event) That night I remember going to sleep and suddenly it felt like I was flying by my neighborhood above and watching a scenario happen. In OBE there was a boy I went to middle school with, I remember seeing him walk through this parkway towards the mall I lived generously close to. And it felt like I was following him above and sometimes along side. It kind of felt like I was there watching from above floating kind of. Than all of a sudden I saw a blue ford-like pickup truck driving through the park also, than I saw a blurred glimpse of a white male with a baseball cap, he pulled a rifle out of the window and shot the boy in the back. it was so detailed. I immediately got freaked out and wanted to cry because it was so real, I woke up crying. I just thought it was some silly nightmare, so I went back to sleep. The next day was no school, I didn't find out until I went back to school on Tuesday that this event had really happened. When I got to school it was so gloomy, people were crying and talking about some boy that got shot, and than I found out it was him. I freaked and thought maybe I’m going crazy, so ever since than I kept the newspaper article (that has every detail I so vividly remember), not knowing my gut instincts were right to keep it. Considering what I know now about OBEs, I definitely was oblivious to the extent OBEs really are and how life changing they can be.“
"I had learn the Prayer of Centering while on a retreat at a Trappist monastery the prior. I had been practicing it, but this was the first time I was outdoors engaged in it. I am not sure if the bright sun had something to do with it but I was much deeper in meditation than I had been previously. I then realized that although I was sitting on the chair on the porch, I was also looking down on myself from above. It dawned on me that I was "out". I found that I could move and look around.
I saw a bright white tunnel and went toward the light. I could see at the far end "forms" whom I identified as deceased friends and relatives. At the mouth of the tunnel was a bright white form whom I identified as Christ. I started to move toward the tunnel, but the Christ-form told me it was not yet my time. I had the sense that if I did travel down the tunnel I would die, so I turned around.
I went back to the porch and looked at myself again. I then heard muted talking inside the building. The doors were shut, but I tried and realized that I could pass through the closed doors. Inside was the house treasurer and Superior talking about the budget. I then left and went back outside.
I decided to see how far I could go, so I floated to the top of a tall tree that was along the side of the road about 50' from the porch. I found that I could see far distances very clearly. Looking around from that vantage point I saw two of the other Brothers walking along the beach which was about a quarter of a mile away. I went down and floated behind them as they walked. Although I forget what they were talking about now, at the time I remembered. I then returned to the porch.
At this point I knew I had to come out of the meditation. But I had to struggle a great deal to remerge my spirit with my body. It was as if my spirit did not want to go back. Finally, I slowly regained control and came out of the meditation.
As I opened my eyes, I saw the two Brothers who were walking along the beach enter the driveway. I asked them if they were walking on the beach talking about what they were talking about. They said yes, and was wondering how I knew that. I then went inside and found the treasurer and asked him if he was talking to the Superior about the budget in the room next to the rear porch. He confirmed this and was upset that I was listening in to their conversation.
Because of the struggle I had to remerge myself frightened me somewhat, I did not attempt that sort of meditation for a number of years."
"Lying in bed at night. Felt strange feeling of wanting to float which scared the hell out of me. Then I said, as a researcher, lets see what happens if I let it go. I floated to the ceiling, saw my wife sleeping and my body. I left the house, floated above all the cities till I got to a woman friend's house. No feeling of cold, noise and definitely not a dream.
Stood at the door and thought of opening it when it dawned on me that I could walk right through the door which I did. In the living room was the mother and father and the woman all watching TV. No sound just sight. She was drinking a beer and laughing with family. I turned and left, floating the 50 some miles back home in a matter of seconds. At times I was afraid I would not get back to my body, strange feelings. Then I sat on my body and felt myself going into my body and the floating went away.
The next day after getting to the work place where the woman and I worked, I asked her; ‘How was the beer you had last night’? She about fell on the floor and looked like I had shot her. She asked how did you know? I proceeded to tell her where the family was sitting and watching a funny show and her laughing but did not tell her how I knew as I wanted her comment. She said yes and that was the first time in a year and a half that she had drunk a beer. I then told her of my experience. Two more times this happened and when I had that feeling I willed it to come on faster and it did.
The woman verified what I told her. The second time I asked her to explain what she was doing at a certain time and she proceeded to tell me that she was getting a shower and had the feeling of a presence for a brief time. I then told her I came to visit her again at her apartment to which she had moved since the first experience. I then handed her a written account of what I saw when the out of body experience happened. She had to sit down while reading it as she was really flabbergasted at what I saw. I did get in the shower with her so that explains her ‘presence feeling.’"
"I was in college at New York City Tech. I went to the library to take a nap in between classes. I was about to fall asleep and thought I might look like a bum just sleeping there. I grabbed a book from the shelf and put it directly in front of me open. I put my head down on the table and began to feel the relaxation and peace. I knew that I was about to have an OBE and decided to let it happen. I floated up and was looking at the people sitting on the other side of the reading booths. I then looked down and saw the book. My first thought was that it would be so cool if I could read while sleeping.
I started reading the open pages and when I tried to turn to the next pages I wasn't able to. I thought to myself that it made sense and that I shouldn't be able to do that since it could freak some people out. I then decided that I should at least memorize that last few words of the page and prove to myself that I wasn't dreaming. So I did, stated to force myself out of the trance while repeating three words. I woke up still saying the words and looked at the page to find out that the words matched. I then read the pages showing and realized that I had already read them. This is my proof to myself, really never cared if anyone believes me."
"I was a mule packer working at the South Rim of the Grand Canyon, transporting food and supplies on mules to Phantom Ranch, located at the bottom of the Canyon. The work was good, but physically demanding. By bedtime I was tired.
On this particular evening, I laid down in bed with my wife. I was on my back with my right arm raised above me and under my pillow and head. I thought to myself " I can't go to sleep in this position or I will have a crippled right arm in the morning. I realized that I could not feel my right arm at all. I had not been in bed two minutes yet! I then realized that I could not feel any part of my body. No arms, No legs. I could not feel the bed, the covers, my head on the pillow, nothing!
That is when I started feeling that sinking floating feeling. I had felt it before. It was neat, I always liked it. The next thing I know is that I am out of my body, outside, somewhere. it was dark, night. I did not know where I was, but I knew I was not in my body. I even said to myself, "hey, I'm out here cruisin' around" I was floating in the night.
I then saw what appeared to be a light colored trail/road/pathway. I was not sure what it was. I floated down to take a look at it. I was earthen. I tried to take a step and walk on it. I had no foot, or the foot I thought I had could make no purchase with this ground. This surprised me and I ascended back up in the air. I still knew I was out of my body. I then floated directly over some multi colored lights that were spaced apart. I wondered what town I was over. The lights were green, yellow, amber, red, and not in any set pattern. I had to be a small town I thought.
I then thought " Well I'm out here. Lets go someplace. I didn't know where to go. I then decided to go see my ex wife. I chose this because I thought that would be far away I guess. I didn't really care if I saw her on not. I was troubled. I did not know how to go there, or even where it was. I did not know how to make myself go somewhere!
The next second I saw a golden (I don't know what to call it) connection emitting from a spot in my forehead, curving and bending through space and connecting me with my body. I quickly flew through space (what a ride) and almost slammed back in my body. Except I didn't slam onto my body. My re-entry was cushioned at the last instant.
The next day I had to take more supplies down in to the Canyon, (my job) I thought about this experience all morning. Did it really happen? I knew it did. I knew it wasn't a dream. I had not even gone to sleep when it happened.
Then it happened. I was in the Red and Whites, steep switchbacks in the Kiabab Trail. I could look down on the trail as it crossed the plateau. I realized THAT was the white thing I tried to walk on last night. I was looking at from a much different view but that was it. The trail went across a white limestone on the plateau. I could never see it the way I saw it last night unless I flew over it. I entered the inner canyon and on to Phantom Ranch. As I rode through the Phantom Ranch camp ground it was about 7:30 AM. I saw all these tents that campers had erected during the night. Red, yellow, green. I then saw a young man exiting his tent. He had a candle holder in his hand. I noticed another tent had one hanging inside it. I realized that these were the lights in the town that I had drifted over last night.
The time I had gone to bed would have been the time people were getting in their tents and preparing for bed and had lights on in their tents. That is it. I would like to do this on command."
"one night, just like the night before, i was drifting off to sleep in my bed. this was ten years later and my family had moved to a new home since then. i remember as i was falling asleep that i had this really heavy feeling about myself; and almost simultaneously as i felt this heaviness, i felt weightless. i would have to say that that describes how i felt physically throughout the entire experience. as this feeling came over me, again i could not move or speak. i started to feel as if i was floating off of my bed just as when i was eight years old. but this time, i began to start moving against my own will and i could not control where i was moving either. it wasn't a violent movement, it was smooth and peaceful. but like i said, i had no control as to where i went.
i remember that i started floating down the stairs from my bedroom loft. once i was downstairs in the sitting area of my bedroom i did a quick circle around the room and proceeded to my brother's room next door to mine. i floated above the bunk beds and just sort of looked at them. i then left the room and floated through the kitchen down the hallway into my mother's room. i saw her sleeping in bed with the tv still on, and i remember david letterman being on. as soon as this all had started i was back in bed. once again i was frightened. this time, i was really shaking so i went down stairs to tell my mom. i got into her room and eerily there is my mother asleep in bed with the tv still on and david letterman on tv."
I was in trouble as a youth because of a very difficult childhood, because of this I was in a youth offenders institute. I was alone in the cell and having a short nap on the bottom bunk-bed. I suddenly felt wide awake and got to my feet. I had a feeling of well being and normality. I had no sense of the steel cell door being locked shut, which it actually was at the time, and I just casually walked out into the corridor. I then walked along the corridor to the main landing and began descending the stairs to the lower levels.
At this point I could hear voices from the bottom level. I stopped and peeped over and I clearly saw 2 prison officers in discussion. The Wing Officer I knew well, but the other who I have called 'Visiting Officer' I had never seen before. The brief discussion went something like this, although they used my surname:
Visiting Officer: "I have come for George, he has a visit."
Wing Officer: "Its the first time he's had a visit. Who is it?"
Visiting Officer: "His step mother."
Wing Officer: "Well you had better unlock him then we can get him signed out". He's in No. 44 on the third landing.
Wing Officer: "Ok."
The Wing Officer began climbing the stairs beneath me. At this point I thought two things. First, that I was actually getting an unexpected visit for the first time, and from my step mother who I didn't get on with very well, this was unusual. Secondly, that I had better get back to my cell or they would think I was escaping. I hurried back up the stairs and along the corridor to my cell. As I entered I was shocked to see my body lying asleep on the bottom bunk! I entered my body with a sudden jerk and sat up so suddenly that I banged my head on the top bunk. Still smarting from the knock I sat rubbing my head when I heard footsteps approaching along the corridor. I knew who it was! The door was unlocked, and the Wing Officer who I just seen and heard half entered, and told me to get ready and that I had a visit.
I am absolutely certain in every way that I had left my body and that there was nothing unusual or frightening about the experience, apart from when I saw my body sleeping. I am also certain because of what I had heard and seen, which otherwise would have been quite impossible.
I really don't sleep through the night because of incontinence, and got up to go to the bathroom around 2 A.M. As I got out of bed, and started walking to the bathroom, I noticed something in my bed. I stopped and looked, and my body was still lying asleep in bed, next to my wife.
I was awake, and knew I wasn't asleep, but I could still see my body lying in bed. I stood frozen next to myself, not knowing what to do. I called for my wife, and she responded, telling me to leave her alone she was sleeping. I asked her to shake me to rouse me and wake me up. She said, obviously you're awake if we're talking.
I stood there looking at myself, knowing I wasn't dreaming, and the fact that I had just gotten a response from my wife reassured me that I was awake.
I have sleep apnea, and often mess with my mask while asleep according to my wife. While I stood there, I watched myself adjust my mask and turn over to reposition myself. I could hear my teeth grinding, and watched myself put my arm over my wife's side to hold her.
This whole scene was very real, and I know I wasn't sleeping. I wasn't worried or scared at the time, I was actually very comfortable with what was going on. I stood there and watched myself sleep for some time, then finally decided to touch myself to see if I would wake up. When I reached to put my hand on my shoulder, I woke up before I actually touched myself. When the sleeping me woke up, I was startled.
My wife felt me move, and already stirring because I had called for her, she said would you just go to sleep and leave me alone. At that point, I realized I was within my body, and no longer watching. The next morning, my wife expressed frustration that I had called to her and woke her up, and said that I was loud and seemed irritated myself, almost worried.
I told her what happened and she said I was dreaming, and it just felt real. I know this was not a dream, I was standing next to our bed, and called out her name, and she woke up and responded to me. She remembered the conversation, however short it may have been, and remembered me jumping, startled as I entered my body again.
"I had brain surgery on 2/24 for treatment of a large intraventricular brain cyst and was under anesthesia for 2 to 3 hours. I had no memory of the experience until the next morning.
The only real "sleep" I had during my 5 days of hospitalization was during the surgery. Being in neuro ICU the night following the surgery, I did not sleep at all. The following morning I saw various scenes in my head when I closed my eyes.
The first one was a close up view of coming out from between my breasts. I opened my eyes not sure why I had that view! The next time I closed my eyes I had a vision of actually entering my brain, what looked like creamy peach color of the brain tissue, and the contours of the brain. I saw the jagged opening of the cyst and actually entering the opening and seeing the perfectly round hole the surgeon made in the cyst! I also saw the pearly blue color of the cyst itself. I drew a picture, as best I could, of what I saw and the surgeon said it was "pretty accurate". He also chuckled when I mentioned the perfectly round hole he made and he verified that."
"It was the mid- afternoon, and I had laid down on the couch to relax and watch some TV. I felt myself dozing off, and decided to get up and get some housework done before I fell fully asleep. I opened my eyes, and tried to sit up. I was able to do so, but it was extremely difficult, like my legs weighed a ton. After sitting up on the edge of the couch, I sat there for a second and focused on what was on the TV (Maury Povich) I was getting ready to stand up, and looked at the end of the couch and saw that my feet were still there, then looked at the other end and saw the rest of me still sleeping. I noticed some catsup on my sweatshirt that I was wearing that I was not aware of before I laid down. I immediately got scared and was afraid that I had somehow died in my sleep, and instinctively laid back down. I laid there for a few moments with my eyes closed, then got up. My body was no longer on the couch, and I was awake. It reminded me of being a child, and memories of 'flying' down the stairs and spying on my parents came to mind. I believe that this is not the first time that this has happened. After thinking about the incident for a few moments, I was no longer afraid and tried to lay back down, but was unsuccessful. This has not happened to me since.
Note: the catsup stain was INDEED there and I realized it after waking, this validated the incident for me."
"Just after waking, I was lying in bed in the morning. I began to meditate, since I felt my mind was clear. I heard an increasingly loud buzzing in my ears and the buzzing morphed into a vibration over my entire body. I felt myself separating from my body, I glaced down and saw that I was now had bright lemon yellow body. The dresser mirror was near but I was afraid to look into it. I boobed around a while near the ceiling, then my body knew to assume a sort of swimming position with arms at my side and I was able to "swim" toward the bedroom wall. I found, however, I wasn't able to penetrate the walls, they felt solid. The long window, however, was quite easy to penetrate, I felt the pressure of the glass as I passed through it.
I was anxious to prove to myself that this was a valid experience, so I looked for objects they I could check on in the physical state. Once out the window, I headed for a large tree at the side of the yard. I examined it closely in every detail, but saw nothing unusual. I spotted some broken pieces of a clay pot in the yard then glided back into my bedroom. I attempted to turn on the light switch. Although I could move the switch to "on" and hear it, the light failed to respond. I then felt a pull at the bottom of my spine which I couldn't resist even though I wanted to stay out of my body. I went back into my body head first and had no after effects. I later went into the yard and the pieces of pot were there as seen in the OOB. I've found that OOBs, for me, require gathering a type of energy that can only be stored via meditation where certain breathing and shutting out of thoughts are essential. I've experienced OOBs where other people/animals and the past and future were involved, they have all been exhilarating and wonderful adventures, nothing negative has ever occurred so far."
Monroe Institute Forum:
"I went out of body one morning, went outside my house and saw the postman walking towards my house with a parcel, I returned immediately went downstairs and he knocked on the door, he had a parcel for me. I was smiling like Cheshire Cat, I bet he thought I was a little weird lol. Validation is great fun."
"I saw a small plane while flying in an out-of-body state, and flew around the plane observing it. When I awoke, I heard a small plane, and looked out my window to see what appeared to be the same plane flying over my home. While obe I visited my children who were living with my ex-wife at a location on the other side of town; and the next day verified the events that happened and what my ex-wife was wearing with her the next day."
"I know time can be transcended because I have done so on many occasions. But where is the proof? I wanted to prove, if not just to myself, that astral projection was authentic. In order to do this, I decided that winning some form of a lottery, which would be undeniable proof to me, would be in order. My projections basically happen on the weekends when I can sleep in and induce the groggy state. From this state, my attachment to my body is weakened and I can bring on the vibrations more easily when focusing on the third eye. It was snowing and I decided not to go to work. I decided that day that I would try and win the lottery instead (sounds crazy, I know!) I induced the vibrations somewhat easily and left my body. I then asked to go to the future and "see" the lottery numbers. I started looking for news papers so I could read them as this sounded like the intelligent thing to do. I mean, where else would I find them? I finally found a newspaper and was bending down to look at the numbers for the six million dollar lottery when I was abruptly brought back to my body by an interruption. This did not stop me. Because my body's attachment was very lose that morning, I decided to keep trying. I was brought back by various noises and disturbances until my fifth departure. At this point, I was pretty well fed up with the obstacles and didn't even bother for a newspaper. I simply WILLED myself to see the numbers (as I tell people, will power is of paramount importance). I demanded that I see the numbers! Up popped three very clear balls and I thanked my higher self and forced myself awake before I forgot them. Of course, I played them and won. They were the correct numbers, in the correct order on the correct day. This has been pretty much all the proof I have needed that time can be transcended."
Another Lottery (Near) Winner by Lucid Dreaming:
"One time a good friend of mine asked me if I’d ever sought out the lottery numbers while lucid dreaming. That had never occurred to me and I asked him if he had. He said, “Oh yeah,” and he told me what happened. He said he became consciously aware and that he asked for the numbers of the MegaLotto or whatever it was called in his state, to appear when he opened up something. So he opened up a book or something, and he saw six sets of two numbers.
And during the lucid dream he was really excited and he started to memorize them as quickly as he could. So there’s the first number, 26 and the next number is 3 and the next number is 17. And it goes on and on. He said he was really working hard to memorize the set of six two-digit numbers.
When he woke up from the lucid dream he immediately reached for his dream journal and began writing them down as quickly as possible. He says he got the first three exactly right but from then on his memory failed him. He just couldn’t recall the exact order. So a week later when the MegaLotto happened, he said he got the first three exactly right but then the other ones, the order had been goofed up. He’d transposed the numbers as anyone might."
Etheric Projections / Energy Projections
Another way to prove the veracity of OBEs to oneself is to produce 'raps' or any form of telekinesis in one's own room while in sleep paralysis. This has been accomplished amongst others by Sylvan Muldoon, who wrote about it in his book "The Projection Of The Astral Body". Today, many assume it is the Etheric (1st) Body instead which only emanates the second (Astral) body later on. The Etheric body itself cannot move far from the physical body, but it can do so for a few metres and produce these effects.
Sylvan Muldoon producing 'raps' and telekinesis (click on first link with 'raps')
"In fact I have produced "raps" myself while in this state. I recall very distinctly waking one morning, and finding myself minus my motivity! I reasoned within myself thus: If my motivity is extending outside my body, and I am now conscious, why cannot I will that rap be produced? And I did will with determination that a rap should come on the dresser. The rap was produced! (...) As to moving objects when the astral body itself is projected on the end of the line of force, under certain conditions this can be done, and we shall discuss this later. For the moment, the point I wish to emphasize is this: Motivity can "shift" across the astral body, just as sensitivity can."
Other forum users of the Astral Pulse forum on raps and telekinetic effects:
"[T]elekinesis can be done. If you are proficient at projection then try this.
First awakening seconds still not physically aware, create a bond (silver cord) from yourself to say handles on a cabinet. Make sure it is not broken in its length. It should find its own way to the location but it is somewhat erratic in shape. Intend the end of this bond from you to enlarge at the end and with it flap the handles upward, a pattern of raps is ideal. It has a feel to it and you know it's there, also the given purpose you intend it to perform. Then awaken yourself as fast as you can and sit up listening. Within a few seconds the pattern of raps appears and you may jump out of your skin. It needs to be controlled carefully as any fear and things like very heavy cupboards drag themselves around devastating the flooring."
"I still don't understand why people try to prove OBE's by using their visual sense in the rtz (example card tricks, 5 digit numbers, etc.)
I have moved objects during etheric projections. This is my recommend way to prove OBE's and the rtz are real. If you have difficulties in figuring out how to move objects, you can practice on a psi or chi wheel. There are some good youtube videos showing how. Once you get good on the psi or chi wheel, then you can start practicing moving objects during etheric projections.
In my opinion, etheric projections are about energy. Relying on the visual sense may lead to reality fluctuations. I have moved objects under different etheric states. I'll give one example of me actually moving an object from each etheric state.
1) One etheric state is by expanding your etheric body while it is still in the physical body. This would be an etheric ballooning expansion which makes contact with an object to move it. This has to be done relatively close to the physical body, since the etheric body is technically still attached to the physical body, but it has expanded to make contact with the object. The most amazing example of this etheric state is when I was laying in bed on my back and knocked a curtain down off its rail. This scared me a lot, until I realized what I did. I inspected the curtain afterwards to make sure it was a valid experiment. The curtain came down at the exact same moment I willed my etheric energy towards it.
2) The second etheric state is by actually separating your etheric body from your physical body and moving your etheric body to the object. There is no etheric ballooning effect with this type since there is an actual separation of the etheric body from the physical body. The most amazing example of this etheric state is when I knocked the toilet bowl cleaner handle apparatus off my shower wall frame. I put it here to allow it to dry before I would store it away. This one I had to pull in etheric matter from the environment to make my separated etheric body denser to allow myself to be able to knock it down. After I knocked it down, I went straight back to my body to confirm this experience was successful."