When I awoke this morning around 6am, I asked to project and rolled over back to sleep.

OBE: Search for Clarity

I don’t recall how or when I realized I was dreaming, I just did. The actual dream I was having is lost to me now.

The next thing I remember is rolling out of my body and moving away from it. The entire time I was chatting with someone and had a high energy. It felt like the “child” in me wanted to play while another part of me was trying unsuccessfully to regain control.

My vision was in blacks and grays and I knew I needed to gain stability and clarity despite the chatter that was going on in my mind.

I thrust my hands out in front of me and focused on feeling my astral body. When I saw my hands they were very tan, but perfect in every detail. I did not look at them for long, though, because the child took over and I was unable to do anything but follow along.

The internal struggle soon resulted in a return to my body.

OBE: Who’s Dead?

As soon as I exited my body, the child again took the lead and I felt unable to get good clarity. Following along, it felt much like a lucid dream as I participated in the events that followed.

Much of this experience and the one after is muddled. I know that I was in bed briefly with a man who shifted into a woman as I shifted from woman to man. I was interrupted by my sister, who was dead and did not appear as I remember her. I recall also knowing my mother was dead and had been for a long time. All of them (my family) were dead, it seemed!

Even with this information I was unable to take over the OBE fully. The other me, the child me, was in control and I was merely the observer. There was a feeling that came to me in that moment that something was very wrong.

OBE: Trying to Create a Portal

As I exited my body yet again, I began to try and move out of the current low energy scene into another one. Knowing I could do this by moving through a portal, I tried to create one by opening the front door of the house. I spent quite a bit of time it seemed creating the portal door. The experience seems to pause here and then I said aloud, “It will be light” as I opened the door, but when it opened it was still dark outside.

I spent much of this OBE working on creating an exit from the scene which was feeling very wrong in its energy and was dominated by “the child”. I knew that if I could fly upward very fast that eventually I would get pulled and shift into a higher vibrational level.

I launched myself upward into the night sky and kept my eyes open. There was a swift movement and a pulling sensation as I rose higher and higher. Pleased, I closed my eyes, anticipating the shift that often came with movement upward. The pulling sensation never intensified and when I looked down I was still only about 8-10 feet up in the air.

Disappointed, I willed myself up again but instead of moving upward, I shifted back into my body.

OBE: Dead Sister

I exited my body and found myself in a dark, unfamiliar room. I saw my sister and recognized her as such, but in my mind she was a ghost. For some reason I thought she had died and was attempting to contact me in my sleep. She also looked different. Instead of her blonde hair, her hair was colored a medium brown and had golden streaks in it. It was also much shorter than I remember, coming to just above her collarbone.

She spoke to me, saying she had come to take so-and-so away with her. She said she was leaving and telling me goodbye. I do not recall the person’s name she had come to take but I knew it was a young girl – her daughter. Being she does not have a daughter in real life. I think this confused me and I could not seem to grasp what was going on. I decided to ignore my “sister”, assuming she was a dream character. Yet, she still lingered around as if she wanted to say more.

There was a strange feeling, almost like I needed to “wake up” to something. This caused me to return to my body.

OBE: List

The next thing I recall was being in a lucid state but near my body. The shifty feeling was very intense and my vision was in grays and blacks. I was in the corner of my room talking to someone. I seemed to be chatting away but I cannot recall what I was saying.

I realized I was dreaming and could exit my body. As soon I as I realized this, I felt my body and exited it, moving quickly toward my bedroom door.

I had thought I was in my own room but when I exited I was outside at my Mom’s house in her front yard. It was dark still and I could see the stars in the sky.

I wandered around near the side of the house where my Mom’s clothesline is, talking away. I wanted to go up into space and sent out the intent in a thought. As I did, I launched myself upward toward the sky.

As I soared up, I felt a strange wind hit me. It was quite intense and had I been able to hear it would have howled in my ears. Instead I just knew it was intense and could feel it hitting my astral body. I ignored it, soaring over the treetops and just enjoying being free.

I sent out the intent to go up and felt myself go up. I thought, “Faster. Faster”, but I seemed to stop as soon as I got to a certain height. I looked down and saw the house and the treetops and then up at the sky. I said, “I want to go into space”.

I tried again to go up, but the familiar pull that I am use to was not there. It was like there was a ceiling stopping me.

Then I was down near the ground again and suddenly felt I needed to write all of my experiences down because I would forget them if I didn’t. A piece of narrow, white paper appeared along with a pen and I began to write out what I remembered. I only remember now that I wrote down that I had seen my sister and that I had tried to go into space, but there was much, much more written. I even spelled out the words and read the list back to myself, but none of it stuck. Now it is just a blur of words in my memory.

This is the last in a string of OBE’s I had this morning. I am starting with the last because it is most vivid in my mind.

OBE: Planted Heads

The last OBE of the morning began with me coming out of my old bedroom at my Mom’s house. I was talking with someone as I flew out the door and into the living area. There I saw my middle son dressed and smiling at me. I knocked him down and threw food all over him from a tray of food that suddenly appeared in my hand. I smeared the food all over him, most of which was refried beans, and yelled, “Food fight!”. I tossed some in the air as well and was smiling and laughing. When my son just lay there, I stopped and lost interest, heading toward the front door.

The room was dark as I headed to the door and I said aloud, “It is going to be light outside”. I repeated this as I opened the door.

I saw a tiny sliver of light open up and expand in front of my eyes and there was the front yard in full daylight. I immediately went out into it and surveyed the scene.

The sky was dotted with cirrus and cumulus clouds but it looked painted and unreal. There was no depth to the sky and it was a very unnatural vibrant blue. The grass was similarly a vibrant green but somewhat painted looking.

Then I noticed something very odd. There were two human heads poking up out of the ground. They were men’s heads but I didn’t recognize them. They looked at me and I thought, “They are dead” and “They are growing like flowers”. That is when the heads turned into clusters of tiny yellow flowers. Every time I looked at them they shifted between head and flowers.

There was someone with me still – a young girl I think – and I said to her, “I want to fly”. I began to lift up into the unnatural looking sky and I looked down and saw my middle son was there as well. I had trouble getting up very high but kept willing myself up. “I want to go into space. I want to see the Earth again. This time I won’t be scared, I promise”. I seemed to be trying to convince myself of this.

I saw my son standing below me looking up and I said, “Come with me!” I pulled on his hand but he felt like a lead weight and I could not budge as long as I held his hand, so I let it go.

Then, I felt the familiar pull upward and saw the sky moving past me, this time looking very real. I felt the air hitting me and smiled, thinking I was finally going to get to go up. Unfortunately, the movement stopped suddenly and I felt an odd feeling that is hard to describe. It was like I was being told, “No”, but there was more to it. I felt like something was really wrong. What was wrong?

Afterwards

I came back into my body feeling very displeased about the whole experience, the still-strange feeling haunting me. I can’t seem to shake it. It came with the thought that all the OBEs I had were “not real” – that all of what I had gone through was a purposeful distraction from this life. There was a huge distaste for all of it – all the spiritual experiences, the OBEs and other strange phenomenon.

Honestly, I still feel it strongly. It is like I am focusing on the wrong thing. I almost want to say that all that is ascension-related is a purposeful “show” put on by those who do not want us to “see” what is really going on. It is like a red warning sign is flashing in front of me saying, “Do not let that which is fascinating and mysterious blind you, for that is its ultimate purpose”. The mystery is a lure, a trap of sorts. At least that is what the feeling is telling me. But why? I feel suddenly very ill from the thought of it.