Daily Archives: May 19, 2015

by

OBE: Controlled Exit

After an evening full of vivid, near lucid dreams, I was finally able to project. Surprisingly, I ended up with a fairly controlled exit!

OBE: Controlled Exit

I had been dreaming for some time, the most recent of which was a dream in which I had been laying in bed with a gray cat. Someone said to me, “She likes you” and I snuggled her and said, “I like her, too”. She was purring and her fur felt so soft as I snuggled with her.

I then began noticing the room I was in and noticed a clock near me. Something about this brought me to full awareness and I woke up in my body. I was covered in vibrations that seemed to come and go in pulses, hitting me and then backing off. I felt like I was being hit with an energy gun. I recognized instantly that the opportunity to exit was near and immediately thought to myself, “Ignore them (the vibrations)”. I also had the thought that I would likely not project.

Ignoring the vibrations, I began to get hypnagogic images. They were in black and white and of tiny blocks that spiraled and moved like a vortex. I noticed them and then thought, “Ignore them”, knowing that if I focused on them too much I would become too aware and lose the chance to project.

I rolled my eyes up and back at this time, intent on focusing within. There was a void and blackness, like a space of time missing. Then a dream environment began to materialize around me. I was in bed that was not mine and involved in a conversation with someone. This time I instantly realized I had entered the astral and rolled out of my body into this new place.

I saw the grays and blacks of the scene and said, “Clarity now”. The scene did clarify but the darkness remained. I didn’t quite care as I was recognizing where I was. I was in my Mom’s house.

Interestingly, the house was devoid of furniture. I went into the kitchen and saw my husband’s tool box sitting on the counter. For some reason I decided to knock it over. I found great fun in this. I heard it hit the ground and pop open spilling its contents onto the bare floor. Oddly, the contents looked like a bunch of marbles and not tools.

My Mom came rushing out of her bedroom asking, “What was that?” I had not expected her so was a bit surprised at first and then said, “Sorry”. She immediately got out a broom and began to clean up. I was not interested in watching so moved into the living room.

On the floor was a super large sign, written on vividly white poster board. I could not read the words, they blurred when I tried, but I knew without reading it that it was all about astral travel and the the steps to get OOB. I saw clearly on the bottom, left hand corner, a word written in red ink: Controlled.

I thought to myself, “Uncontrolled” for some reason and moved on. My Mom was standing there and I suddenly shoved her hard, thinking she was not real, but I made contact and she almost fell down. She asked me, “Why did you do that?” and I said, “Sorry”.

Undecided as to what to do next, I went out the front door. It was dark and so I decided to fly upward, intent on letting it take me to another scene. I sang, “I want to see the light of day”. I ended up being pulled back down flat to the ground. Looking up I saw the stars through the trees and came back slowly into my body.

Factors Influencing Projection

Lucidity scale: 8

Intent stated?: Yes

Time to bed: 10pm

Time to wake: 12:30am, 3:00am

Meditation?: Yes

Physical Exercise?: Yes, walking

Mood: normal

Body: None

Tiredness: Low

Number of wakings: 2

Technique?: WBTB

Sleeping position: Left side

Supplements: Multivitamin, Natural Calm 400mg, Sleepy Time Extra Tea, Biotin 1000mg, Vitamin E 400mg, Calcium 500mg, Vitamin D 250mg, Benadryl 25mg

Essential Oils: Clary Calm, Whisper

by

Giving Up the Reins

I had a profound dream last night. It was one of many dreams. I feel I was on the brink of lucidity most of the evening.

Giving Up the Reins

I was at a gathering that was similar to a stock yard show or rodeo in its look and feel. I was standing near an arena that had a high, metal fence, watching people get onto their horses only to either be thrown off or successfully “tame” them. It appeared that the rider would cause their horse to go out of control purposefully. The goal was to regain control with both horse and rider safe, sound, calm and controlled.

I was aware that I was to be in this competition, too. I was standing next to this bay mare. She was spectacular and stood taller than me. She would nuzzle me occasionally and I would reach up and pet her, stroking her dark mane. I was very comfortable with her, which is unlike me both in reality and in most of my dreams. I am typically nervous around large horses.

I felt ill prepared for this competition and was discussing it with someone who I did not see but who seemed to change from male to female and then back again. We were discussing how I felt about going into the ring. I remember saying, “This is my first time. I don’t know if I can do it”. We discussed my options, one of which was to let someone else take my place.

At one point the decision became heart wrenching for some reason. I was particularly fond of my horse and did not want someone else handling her, much less taking her into the ring where she, too, had never been. It was at this point that I saw who would be taking over. She was a champion and had already successfully won several competitions. She was set to win this one, too, and had just completed her turn with top scores. She was tall, slender, and had long, flowing blonde hair. Her blue eyes sparkled and she appeared to know me and sympathize with my situation.

Emotion welled up from deep within me as I made my decision. I handed her the reins and said, “Ok. You can take over”. My whole body shook with grief at this decision as the blonde gracefully accepted the reins and prepared to mount my horse. There was a dark haired, shorter woman, standing beside the blonde who seemed disappointed. She said, “I guess I won’t be placing today”. I realized she had been set to win second place but now that the blonde was going to compete in my place, this other woman would be third.

Reflection

I awoke from this dream crying and knowing a decision had been made. I immediately recognized the horse to be me, my body and Ego, in this physical incarnation. I saw myself in this dream as the me I have always been in this life – a mixture of nature versus nurture to put it simply. It appeared to me that the goal here was to get “horse”- my Ego and body – under control in a way that I had not yet done. I was nervous, which is to be expected, and did not feel I could do it being it would be my first time. I was consulting with my guides and my Higher Self. I recognized, upon waking, that I had agreed to let my Higher Self take over. I am not sure why this was such a difficult decision. Perhaps I feel like a failure not being able to do this on my own? Or perhaps it is my affinity to my human form?

This could be my Ego reacting to this decision, but this decision feels very final. I was asked upon waking, “Are you okay with this decision?” and I immediately answered, “Yes”. The images and thoughts in my mind at this time were of me leaving behind this life and all its connections and experiences to return to the peace and rejuvenation of the Other Side. I was completely, 100%, ready to do so. I heard in response, “We will help you. It will be easy”.

I am completely calm this morning. Though I have not yet completely computed the experience in my mind, my heart knows this was a turning point.