Category Archives: Astral Travel/OBE

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Long OBE This Morning

I asked and received. 🙂 

Woke around 5:30am and asked to go out of body. I couldn’t sleep, though, because I was thinking of an issue I discovered with my service record from a school I worked at in 2014-2015. They sent only part of it and I sent them an email requesting they look for the rest. My pay is determined by my service record and the years I worked. I worried the school may have recorded it wrong and I would have to prove I worked there and so I was considering looking for my W-2’s from that year. However, they are in a filing cabinet at my ex’s and he has said I can’t go inside the house when he isn’t there. So I was thinking of ways to bypass that to get to the filing cabinet when this OBE began.

I must have fallen into a dream without knowing it. My sons and I were going to my ex’s house. I don’t remember traveling there, though. Instead, I remember laying in my bed and seeing this as if imagining it. I noticed my vision was not turned on at this time and remembered something I told my son yesterday about how I use to look at pictures or paintings in OBE and then go into them and transport into a new world. With this thought a bubble of light with an image inside formed in front of my eyes. Through it I could see clear as day while around the bubble where I was currently at was like I was in my mind (no color, 2D). I peered into the bubble scene and the scene expanded quickly as if stretchy. My mind could push at the edges and feel the elasticity of it and push it outward. I watched through the bubble rather than going into it but the bubble expanded to the point that I was inside of it just on the edge.

The scene inside was of a beautiful, cloudless, sunny day at a pool. A young teen girl was walking by and glanced in my direction. I felt as if I was in the pool on an innertube and could feel the water gently lapping at the edges. I asked the girl, “Who are you? Do I know you?” She looked my way and her face was quizzical as if my question made no sense to her. I asked again but got no answer. I recall being fascinated at the clarity of the scene. I could see the boards of the deck, the pool items like towels and snorkels, masks, the trees in the background brilliantly green, and the blue sky seeming to stretch forever. I stayed there watching in wonder until I heard my son call to me about the files he had gotten for me out of the filing cabinet. I could see the files in my mind and they were not the correct ones.

My attention went to the grayish, 2D area of my mind were I found myself suddenly falling into water. I saw my phone fly up into the air and fall into the water. I had no body or form yet I panicked as if I did, flailing about for my phone which, unusually, was floating in the water. I grabbed it and let my son know we needed to get inside to dry it off. 

With that thought I was transported inside my ex’s bedroom but the layout was backwards. I recall the ceiling fan above the most vividly. I still had no form and with my mind I flew around the house. As I did, I observed how I felt and how the space felt. I had no emotional attachment whatsoever and did not feel comfortable because I was in someone else’s space, a space I knew I shouldn’t be in. I went to the filing cabinet but didn’t stay there. I settled somewhere downstairs and ended up on a bed. I don’t recall all my thoughts but I think I was sorting through the past – places, events, people. 

Suddenly, I hear a woman’s voice. She is looking for her son and she pops her head into the bedroom. I try to hide because I am not suppose to be in the house, but she doesn’t seem to care. My vision is no longer 2D but vivid 3D again and I recognize I am in my old bedroom at my mom’s house. Not caring how I got there, I listen to the woman say thank you to my mom for watching her son. The woman has blonde hair and is about my age and I hear her go into the other room and retrieve her son. I know now that I was witnessing a memory of a very long time ago when my mom must have watched a young boy who use to come and play with us. His mom was in school to be a nurse and having a difficult time so my grandmother let her live there for free and provided free childcare. My siblings and I use to play with him.

I left the bedroom and walked into the kitchen. I felt solid but I don’t think I had a form. A man came in. He was tall and dressed in a coat and was wearing work boots. I greeted him by name, “Hi (insert name)!” He looked at me and asked, “Why did you bring me here?” I saw a man I knew was his son behind him, though he was out of focus. I don’t remember answering him but I felt super excited that he was there with me. I looked behind me through the double glass doors at a man walking up to the door. I said, “Look, the neighbor (insert name I don’t recall) is here, too! But oh there is a big bear following him!” I saw a large, black bear walking behind the man but instead of causing any harm, the bear was gentle and joined the man alongside some dogs when the man turned around to pet the bear. 

When I turned back around everyone was gone and the kitchen lights had gone low and my vision returned to grayish 2D.

I decided to fly out the door after a bit because it was no fun inside a grayish, uninhabited box of a house. 

Outside my vision stayed grayish and limited. I was flying (still no body) and feeling the ground as I flew along, noting the bumps and valleys and not really knowing what they were. Then I was was pulled upward at lightening speed and as I was, I was telling myself, “I’m not afraid” or something like that and purposefully focused on regaining my sight, which came on with full vibrance instantly. It distinctly felt as if brilliant light was burning a hole through my eyelids. It didn’t hurt and was familiar. I had felt it recently during a healing OBE in my bedroom when I was still living at the family home. It feels like a jolt of energy to my eye area that seems to force “open” my eyes but with the distinct sensation of my eyes remaining closed. Imagine light so bright it shoots out of the eyes like laser beams.

The scene I saw was dreary. The sky was gray and the wind was howling and blowing as if there was a storm but there was no rain. I could see bare limbed treetops that appeared dead. My vision was 360 degrees all around and it felt as if my energy body, which I distinctly felt was still a sphere, was spinning wildly. I didn’t like what I was seeing and said aloud, “I want to see something else” while envisioning the opposite of the dreary oppressed scene I was seeing. Instantly the scene was filled with light, the “wind” died down and I could see a space inundated with light and a kind of fog that didn’t have shape or form. I only call it fog because I don’t know what else to call it. It was like I had on glasses that were fogged and so lessened the brilliance of the light. I felt myself transported once again and tried with all my might to maintain my vision but slowly lost it.

I felt myself come to rest on a solid surface. Before I had a chance to get my bearings I heard my son and also saw him from above as he approached me. I could see myself laying on the concrete by the side of the pool. I had on a coat but wore nothing from the waist down and my bare butt was showing. My son said, “We need to go now….” He paused after seeing my state and said, “Never mind. Keep doing whatever your doing…”. While this happened I was also experiencing myself in a body by the pool. I could feel the cold concrete below me and I felt my energy beginning to destabilize. I began to cry. I experienced many emotions but it was the realization that I had to go back that upset me the most. I didn’t want to. 

I slowly came back to my body. I could’ve returned to astral but opted not to. 

When I woke I thought/heard, “It doesn’t matter”. This was regarding my concern about the service record but also most of the things that go through my mind in waking reality. I asked, “Why am I here then?” I heard back, “To observe.” There was more with the answer, like a flood of Knowing that cannot be put into words.

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Mugwort Tea and 2 OBEs

I’ve been drinking mugwort tea before tea for about four days. I haven’t noticed a difference in my dream recall but I did have a couple of OBEs in one night, which is unusual. Unfortunately, it has not helped me sleep through the night. I am still waking around 1-3am and then struggling to return to sleep.

The third night of tea I had a dream where I was having flashbacks to what appeared to be another person’s life. I don’t remember them now but I remember I began to sob. I then turned to another person near me and told them it was grief. I woke up and couldn’t return to sleep for an hour.

When I woke up it was around 3am. I immediately began to think of the future and found it difficult to see anything positive in it. I got up to take something to help me sleep and saw it was nearly 4am. So I opted to try to sleep without anything. My mind was still keeping me awake and eventually I got to a point where I said to my guidance, “I just want out”. When I said this, I felt myself giving up or maybe letting go of this life, all the issues in it, etc. When I did this, my mind instantly went blank, my body relaxed and I felt as if I was sinking into the bed.

OBE #1

Before I knew it I was aware of being in the in-between, right at the point where I could exit my body. Though not fully sure I was correct in this, I rolled out of my body and stood up but the sensation of my body indicated an incomplete circuit, meaning the energy was not fully present to hold that state. I returned to my body and lingered for a while. I remember the other space felt so real because of how solid it felt. 

I tried again and stood up. This time my energy was stable and my vision and all senses turned on with full clarity. I was in my mom’s living room. It was so solid I wondered if I was correct in being OOB but I didn’t have time to contemplate it further. My dog came up to me excitedly asking to go outside. I took him to the door and my mom’s other dog (deceased) joined us. There was no doubt I was dreaming then. I opened the door and walked outside. My mom’s dog shot by me and I slowly followed. It was early morning. The sun was bright and reflecting off the morning dew. I stopped, realizing my dog was not with me. I turned around and saw him attempting to poop right by the front door. I recognized I was being called back to observe, so I did for a moment. He was straining but no poop came so he eventually ran past me to joint the other dog. 

I walked down the porch steps and stood outside looking all around. The ground was moist as if it had rained in the night. I decided to try to fly, so I launched myself up, jumping high, and came back down quickly. Instead of landing I went down into the ground. The ground wasn’t solid! I was below ground level momentarily and then shot up, laughing aloud at the unexpectedness of it. 

I lingered for a moment unsure of what to do. I began to fly, hovering around 8 feet off the ground. I felt a tinge of worry about being sucked up into the sky and had the idea to fly up to test my courage. I was immediately pulled up at lightening speed. I usually lose vision, and I did for a short time, but intentionally opened my eyes to find myself in a fog of clouds and stars. I was surprised I didn’t lose awareness. Unfortunately, my surprise pulled me back into my body.

I woke but did not open my eyes. I switched positions because my hands were numb and tingly, then relaxed. I felt as if I was sinking into the bed again. I welcomed the feeling.

OBE #2

I was in my mom’s house again, laying on the sofa. I wanted to sleep but the noises around me were keeping me awake. My kids were running about as if they were little again. I could hear a child crying. I remember thinking I was glad my children weren’t that age anymore. Then my daughter grabbed me by the shoulders (it was very physically real), shook me hard and tried to force me to sit up. I resisted and told her to stop because I wanted to sleep. She did but urged me to get up and I relaxed back into the sofa wanting only to sleep, but I realized I was OOB, so I got up and explored the space.

There was a little girl about 2 years old running around. She had brown hair, chubby cheeks and bright eyes. I lifted up into the air, aware that I was a ball of light, and hovered over her as she ran. She squealed in delight. I lost interest and went through the front door into the yard. It was dark outside and people in cars driving down the driveway. Others were walking towards me. It looked like they were parking to go to a nearby event. They did not have permission to be there. So, I went about and began telling them to leave, that it was private property, etc. One man was belligerent and I told him I would “shoot his head off” if he didn’t leave (I didn’t have a gun). He laughed it off and asked me why I didn’t just come to the event with them. I said I was happy where I was but I remember questioning my answer as if I knew my answer was revelatory. I watched as they left and followed them, curious to see where this party was. When I got to the end of the driveway I began to lose energy. It felt like my energy was being slowly sucked downward. Eventually I was sucked down with it. 

When I came back into my body my heart was beating fast and I felt off. I have had this upon reentry before. It is uncomfortable. I rolled over, knowing I could return, but I decided not to. 

I had a conversation with my ex in the in-between. I was giving him advice about his mother telling him he will have to make important decisions for her soon and that he should ask her what she wants beforehand. I also told him he needs to let her make as many of the decisions as possible. I ended with, “I don’t want her to suffer” and came out of my reverie in tears. 

Reflection

I am surprised at how easy it was to go OOB when it has not been so for a very long time. Was it is the mugwort tea? Or was it just my request in saying, “I just want out” and my guidance assisting me during a difficult moment? Prior to bed I had asked for healing because I had a terrible headache that wouldn’t go away. I felt an instant soothing energy on my head. I also did self-healing and felt two assistants over me during that time. And earlier that day I had been feeling down on my walk and right as I had a thought about giving up I spotted a large, silver cross pendant on the sidewalk in front of me.

The OBEs themselves don’t really feel significant. The first one seems to have been a show of courage on my part. The second, especially the part where I was asked to join the party, seems to have been asking me to consider that maybe I am choosing to stay in one place rather than approach life with curiosity.

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Lucid Dream: Trapped Under a House

Eventful morning.

Lucid Dream: Yard Work

I woke up around 3:30am and couldn’t fall back to sleep because of thoughts about current life events. I asked for help from my guidance who told me, “Everything will be okay. You are loved.” I somehow fell asleep right after.

I found myself standing in the front yard of a house in a subdivision. A man was walking towards me wearing gardening attire. He had a shovel in his hands and was wearing work gloves and a hat (maintenance happening). He held up his hand calling to me. I waited as he drew closer. He asked me about my yard and I told him I didn’t care about it, it was no longer my problem. He was all smiles and motioned to a blower vent (need to vent?) on the roof saying it hadn’t been working. I went up to it. There were two large, aluminum vents hanging over the edge. I flipped a switch on it and it began to blow. I told him, “Looks like it’s working to me.” 

I went inside the house. It had familiar components to it but was not any home I’ve ever lived in. Everything had a golden hue to it. When I walked in I was in a living area. Directly in front of me was the kitchen and dining area with a large table. The man followed me in. He was talking about some plants in the yard, specifically mentioning large burs (life’s annoyances) that would grow on them. I told him he must have meant the plants that flowered and the burs were their seeds.

He asked me about my plans for the day. I walked towards the kitchen island as I mentioned something about being at the island. This is where I began to get lucid. I knew I was dreaming but did not interrupt the dream with a thought or consideration, just noted it and let the dream continue.

The man sat down and began talking, rambling really, about things I no longer recall. He sat at the table and I recognized him. He was my ex. His face was clear and bright. One by one my children came into the room and sat at the table. Somehow they always migrated towards us when we were together in the kitchen. He mentioned how he was planning on doing a painting that day and went on about it for some time. 

I stared at him as his words went in one ear and out the other. I recognized what was playing out. It was the same thing, time and time again throughout our marriage. He would wake early, excited for the day, and immediately ask me what I had planned. Before I could respond he would go into his own plans, usually something that did not involve me or the children. Some kind of project or work that he alone took pleasure in. He never once considered how his plans might impact mine, if I had any, which I rarely did. He never once considered how, when he filled up his weekend with plans that didn’t involve us, I had no other option but to be the caregiver, housemaid, cook, etc. If I had any plans, they had to involve the children. He left me no other choice. If I objected to his plans, citing how I needed a day off to do nothing, he would immediately dismiss it, saying his plans trumped my “no plan” because he had a plan. 

In the dream I decided I was not going to stand there and listen. I invited my youngest child to come with me outside. His hand in mine, we walked out the front door. It was bright outside. The lawn’s vivid green and the sky’s bright blue making the scene somewhat surreal. I asked him, “Do you want to fly with me?” He looked up at me and nodded he did. I noticed he was completely naked and approximately 2 years old. I leaped up into the air with him and hit a wall. Pushed back to the ground I laughed and he laughed with me. That is when I noticed a man walking towards us. He was dark haired and unfamiliar. He had a straight face but for some reason it felt like he came to take my son. I reach down and picked him up, never losing eye contact with the man. As I turned to leave, I was pulled into my sleeping body. 

I woke up and lingered in bed a while still heavy with sleep. I asked for another lucid dream. I fell into a dream almost immediately.

Lucid Dream: Trapped Under the House

This one was short because of how odd the scene was that I came into. I was back in the house. The golden color persisted. In front of me, laying naked (vulnerability) and wet (emotion) on the floor, was my ex. He was face down but had twisted his neck and torso so that he was looking at me. It looked like the house (life situation, self, family) had fallen on him (lost control). The wall was sitting on his back at chest level and he was flailing about with his arms trying to scoot himself out from under it. I asked him, “What are you doing? Why are you wet and…are you naked?” I thought about helping him and imagined going outside to pull him out by the legs. When I imagined this I thought of him being naked. As soon as I rejected the idea of confronting him naked I came back to my body.

A song was going through my head, these words specifically:

“All that we want, all that we need, they’re different things…”. This is from Non-Believer by London Grammar. The song explores the disconnect between desires and necessities in relationships. Highlighting confusion and disillusionment when what seems good isn’t actually what’s truly good for us.

I don’t know the meaning of the song for me. Was it about what my ex is experiencing since he was trapped under a house? Maybe. 

Short Dream/Vision

I fell asleep briefly and saw a person with my purse (self-worth, identity) standing at a windowed opening like what you would find at a front desk check-in. The person had my purse open and was picking out tiny colored pieces and sticking them together to make something. It reminded me of Legos. As I prepared to ask them what they were doing with my purse I woke up. 

Reflection

I believe the dreams provided insight as to work I’m doing in dreamtime. I believe the first ended prematurely because I was unwilling to go through something I had experienced time and time again in my relationship. Perhaps there was something I needed to realize but I never did because I left?

The second dream reminds me of the Wizard of Oz. It’s significant that the house had fallen on my ex and trapped him under it. Perhaps he feels trapped by his current situation in life? Or maybe the house is a reflection of me and I have him trapped somehow? Him being wet and naked indicates his current state. He is in an emotional situation both with his new girlfriend and in ending his relationship with me. I don’t think he has actually taken time to grieve it. He may feel vulnerable as a result. I opt not to help him, which is indicative of how I feel currently in regards to him. I wouldn’t help him if he asked because I know if I did he would try to manipulate me and pull me back into the mess I worked so hard to extricate myself from.

The last mini-dream is significant to me because it symbolizes the process of putting myself back together. I think the check-in window is also significant indicating a willingness to move forward.

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Multiple OBEs, Energy Surge and Boss Baby

Woke at around 4am with thoughts about lots of things that have been bothering me. Most are piddly things; things I should not be wasting my energy on. So, I spent quite a while tossing and turning while attempting to quiet my mind by focusing on my breath in mindfulness meditation. I would do well for a bit and then fall back into the trap of thinking.

At one point I achieved a fully relaxed state. Recognizing this meant I could sleep, I asked to go OOB. I heard back, “Where would you go?” I randomly said, “To see my mom.” lol 

Not long after this I began hearing noises-off and recognized I could exit my body. I exited the first time and made it halfway down my stairs when my throat felt scratchy. When I attempted to clear it I popped back into my physical body. I re-exited almost immediately, this time making it to down the stairs but with my blanket wrapped around my feet. I tried to make it vanish with a thought but ultimately was brought back to my body. Round three – again there was a scratchy sensation in my throat. I automatically attempted to clear it and went back to my body. 

Each exit I had full vision and all astral body senses but little annoyances kept stopping my progress. I believe this was symbolic of the little annoyances of life that had been keeping my mind active and interrupting my sleep. I also find it interesting that twice my throat was scratchy. I believe this is indicative of a block in that area, which I am prone to at times. One of the issues bothering me was not being able to communicate several times the previous day.

Still, I persisted since I was still in the vibrational state (very subtle) and kept hearing noises-off. Every exit was pretty seamless, though the first few (above) were slower and more cumbersome. I rolled out, popped out and floated out of my body with each new exit. Note: I was exiting and returning frequently because I seemed unable to maintain each trip for very long. 

In one more memorable exit, I made it downstairs, saw my ex and my children, and made it to the living room near the front door. There I went to sleep (ha!) and then was awakened by noises-off and my ex furiously cleaning and making a ruckus over how dirty to house was. I realized it was nonsense and exited my body from that point and went out the door, my ex still complaining behind me.

OBE: Model-T

When I went outside, my dog tried to go with me and I initially stopped him, but, remembering it was a dream, I allowed him out saying, “Oh who cares!”. He ran out and I stopped at the step because there was a black Model-T parked in the driveway. I laughed and said aloud, “That’s a Model-T!” Then I turned and looked around the neighborhood noticing all the parked cars were also Model-T’s. Additionally, there was a nice, thick blanket of snow on the ground despite the Spring like feel outside. The neighborhood was also unfamiliar, reminding me of somewhere in New England. I began to float up to fly around but paused to grab some snow and went back to my physical body.

OBE: Group of Girls

I immediately exited my body. I recall random kitchen chairs (wooden type) lying on the floor in the hallway. I picked one up and tossed it down the stairs in front of me as I flew down. I went straight for the door and outside. Again it was the same New England-like neighborhood. This time there was no snow or Model-T’s. A group of children were sitting outside. It was Fall as I could see colorful leaves littering the ground. I flew up and one girl pointed and went, “Wow! She’s flying!” I went upward quickly as if getting sucked up and was able to refocus and float back down. A girl came up, arms spread wide, asking, “Can you take me up with you?” I said, “Of course!” and grabbed her in my arms and took her to the treetops. I could see the other girls looking up at us from below, all their faces lit up with smiles.

OBE: Energy Surge

Again, back to my body but it was more gradual. It was more like a shift because I closed my eyes and lost all vision but I could still feel I was OOB. For some reason I got creative and created a vast warm ocean full of exotic and alien marine life. I never saw it visually, just mentally, as my eyes were closed. I could feel it, though, as I did a backstroke. Not only did I feel the water and the buoyancy of it, but I could see colors streaking through it despite my eyes being closed (the colors were bright). It was like the water was every color of the rainbow at varying times. Eventually, I just floated there soaking up the sensations and colors, allowing myself to be soothed and blanketed in the water’s warmth.

Then, suddenly, the vibrations, very subtle and almost unnoticeable up until this point, went into overdrive. It felt like a lightening surge of energy rushed into me. It began at my middle back and spread to my entire astral body. I could feel my astral body lurch upward in an arch. My eyes were forced open and I had instant, ultra clear vision of the space. My eyes felt strange, like I had beams of energy pouring out of them. I wish I could’ve seen my astral body at that time! I bet it was spectacular. 

My vision revealed I was lying in a bed that was not mine in an unfamiliar bedroom. It was very light colored and sparsely furnished. I honestly don’t recall too much about it because I was in shock from the incredible energy that was coursing through me.

OBE: Boss Baby

With eyes still forced wide open by the energy, music began to fill my mind. It was not a song I’d ever heard but it was a complete song – instruments, vocals and everything. The main words were, “Freedom!” lol And something about the song seemed to propel me up and out of the bed, down the stairs and out the front door. The entire time I am attempting to sing along but I don’t know the words so I’m a second or two behind them. Mostly I just remember repeating that I was free, that freedom was possible, etc. 

Outside it was the same as before – a New England neighborhood – but this time there was a courtyard in the middle of a roundabout with people lounging on chairs in groups of two or three. I was soaring in the air and the people outside looked up with astonished faces and pointed. I specifically recall a black woman sitting in a chair having coffee for some reason. I also saw a man sitting on a raised, circular, concrete platform smoking a cigarette, his back to me. I remember singing “Freedom!” as I flew over to him. What is really curious is he instantly morphed into a chubby baby wearing a diaper (think Boss Baby). The cigarette was still in his mouth nearly burned down to his lips. I noted it and didn’t react because 1. it was a dream and 2. I was enjoying myself thoroughly. Later, the image of the cigarette about to burn his mouth stayed with me.

I returned to my body and had a few other small, insignificant OBEs, mostly in my house hearing noise-off, going to explore, etc. They were all cut short by my mind trying to hang onto the memory of the more significant previous OBEs.

I never once even thought about visiting my mom. LOL I recognized why, though. I was not in any shape to visit someone linked to so many emotional memories. I needed my OBEs for an energy attunement (that’s what I feel I got anyway). 

I woke feeling rested, relaxed and grateful. Also, when I started to thank my guidance I stopped short recognizing I should be thanking myself. It was me, after all, who had accomplished it all. It was all me.

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Long OBE

Wow, what a night! I had a 3 hour OBE, something that hasn’t happened to me in years. 

I woke up at 3am crying from a dream. The dream was of similar themes to dreams I’ve had in the past. I was all dressed up in formal wear with a group of people I know from my life currently (ex, his family mostly). The event reminded me of prom. We entered what reminded me of my old high school except it was a bit different with a metal detector type thing we had to walk through and iris scans of the eyes (lol). I was in a super good mood and very talkative. I noticed they were not interested in what I was saying, some of them looking annoyed. We all mingled together waiting for the other guests to arrive. I mentioned something I was considering. I said I wanted to get a personalize license plate that read “EWW PPL”. LOL – I had been talking about this the day before with my kids. Everyone looked at me like they were completely bored and disinterested, some annoyed. Finally, my ex-BIL laughed half-assed to try and make me feel better. No one joined him and he stopped as he felt their critical eyes on him. 

Feeling very unwanted, I excused myself to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and cried while thinking of all the similar times the exact scenario played out in my life with boyfriends, partners, friends and family. I am good one-on-one with them but as soon as I am in a group they are embarrassed by me and later say, “Why did you have to say that?” or “Why do you embarrass me like that?” or other similar comments. They are happy to be my friend/partner when we are one-on-one but when in groups I become an issue for them.

I got off the toilet and there was a big turd in it (LOL – symbolic of relieving myself of a burden) and as I flushed it I struggled to pull up my hose. I wiped my tears with TP and as I tossed it I saw more crap in the trashcan (I noted its meaning in the dream). As I turned around the bathroom door was gone and a man was standing there looking at me. I was still pulling up my hose but didn’t care if he saw. He asked me, “Are you okay? Why are you so quiet?”  I woke up, tears still in my eyes.

The dream is a reflection of my life for sure as is the last part where the guy was suddenly concerned about why I was so quiet. If I am talkative and attempt to blend in with the group, I am embarrassing and get scolded. If I am quiet then everyone is suddenly worried about me. I can’t win!

I couldn’t go back to sleep at first. I remembered a boyfriend I had years ago who was the exception to the above scenario. I felt bad for the way things ended with us. He was the only one out of so many boyfriends and friends who validated who I was and valued my contributions.

OBE

I asked to go OOB but didn’t think it would happen. I lingered in the in-between for a while thinking of the dream. Suddenly, I felt vibrations and was like, “OMG, vibrations!” (haven’t felt them in a while). I got too excited and lost them but rolled over and was OOB that easily.

I was in my grandparent’s old underground house. It looked like it did when I was young. On the sofa were my two boys. I went over and tapped one on the head. We interacted a bit but I can’t recall what we did. I remember how bright the kitchen was and noted the old gold linoleum, cabinets and countertops. I headed for the door and went out, flying up and hovering over the driveway which was dirt and not paved like it is now. I felt an unseen force begin to pull me backwards and I blacked out a bit. I decided to start singing and regained my vision. I was singing, “Amazing Grace” but sang it with different notes. I flew up over the barn and other parts of the farm. It was dark with a clear sky of stars.

At some point I returned to my body but immediately exited again. I found myself back in the house but this time it was a bedroom and bathroom. It looked like my mom’s room. It was a complete mess and I realized it was a reflection of her inner self. I began to pick up dirty clothes in an attempt to help/heal her. I took a pile to the laundry shute but it was different than real like, opening like a drawer. I put the pile in and it spilled out, old panty liners piled on top. I remember being surprised by the panty liners, they were all clean. The bathtub was next and was full of old, stagnant water. I attempted to drain it but it was clogged. I tried to stop the dripping but it was stuck. The tub was also round and yellowing from old age, not at all like reality.

I came back to my body briefly and then exited straight away. This time I was back in the living room of the old house. A young boy ran past and my boys yelled at him. I followed and found him in the bathroom. I said something to him and he gave me his shoes, the soles were coming off. I told him to get some glue sticks from the kitchen, which he did. I glued them on. He was a little black boy.

I went outside again and flew up into the air. I asked for clarity and assistance and felt the force again but it only turned me around. So I flew around some more enjoying the brisk night air and freedom of flight. I recall asking to see the galaxies above but when I tried to go higher I was stopped.

Again, I briefly returned to my body and then went out again. This time my mom was there. I mentioned her dirty room and how I tried to clean it. I explained that she should be concerned as it is a reflection of her spiritual state. Her response was that she no longer cared if things were messy. I understood. I told her I would help but she didn’t seem interested in changing anything. 

After this I decided to wake up. I felt rested and comfortable when I came to my body. No issues whatsoever with shifting back like irregular heart beat or an off feeling like I sometimes get. 

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New OBE Exit Technique Experience

Had two accidental WBTB (wake back to bed) induced OBEs. Woke up just before 5am wide awake. Got up, had a drink, visited the bathroom and then went back to bed but didn’t fall asleep for a while.

OBE: Floating Out

I was having a dream about my daughter’s friend needing a tire. I remember wondering why she would need a tire when she didn’t have a car, much less a drivers license yet. This may have been what caused me to come to body awareness, but I don’t remember.

The next thing I recall is being in bed laying on my back. I feel subtle energy vibrations but am not sure I can exit. I attempt to sit up and it feels too heavy like being pulled back into body.  I get the idea to try to float out. I tell myself, “Float”. My legs start to float up and there is a distinct awareness that I have two bodies. I have never tried this technique before and am thrilled that it works. As soon as my torso starts to rise, I float all the way out.

I fly towards the bedroom door but don’t recall the journey there. I seem to shift into another scene immediately. I am in a house where there seems to be a house party in progress. I am face to face with two men talking, both are holding glasses and look directly at me. I say. “Well hi there” (not like me at all). The blonde man on the right puts down his glass and pulls me towards him. He open mouth kisses me sloppily. It was not pleasant so I pull away and start to leave. For some reason I pause and turn around. I tell him I’ll show him my boob (LOL no idea why). I turn and start taking of my shirt but it won’t come off. The men try to help. It won’t budge. I notice my physical heart pounding erratically. I come back into my body.

OBE: I Want to Feel It All

I’m in a dream with my boys but they are both much younger. I recognize I’m dreaming and attempt to leave my body but again am not certain I can without waking. This time I am laying in my stomach but in the dream I am laying on my side. I end up standing up and walking right through my son’s leg. I fly up to a second floor where there is a party. I can hear a familiar voice above the crowd. I ignore the voice and continue outside going through double glass doors. 

Outside it is a clear night. The stars are bright and there are lights from other houses. I say aloud, “Show me what I need to see”. I fly higher as I say this, looking down at the scene below. Then I feel a force pulling me backwards very swiftly. As I am being pulled I sense that if I go with it, I will be pulled through what looks like iron bars. This doesn’t phase me. Considering what to do, I remember that singing helps raise my vibration. So, I start singing and the force stops immediately. I fly up and soar as I sing. I end up flying through a city. The city had a lot of cobblestone and old buildings. I remember the words to my song were questions and answers. Questions like, “Why am I here?” The answer I sang, “I want to feel it all!” 

At one point I saw some people dining outside. A young blonde woman was dining alone. I flew up to her and gently touched her face. I told her she was beautiful in my song. Until I touched her she seemed not to see me. Once I touched her, she looked right into my eyes and acknowledged me. Then I went and flew to a guy sitting at another table. I sat in his lap and kissed him on the cheek. I recall both of their faces vividly.

I kept singing but had thoughts that my boys from the dream would notice I wasn’t there. Then I remembered the boys were in a dream and my body was asleep in bed. I felt for my body to check in on it. All was well. So I kept on flying and singing.

I turned to see the blonde woman from before. She walked up to me, smiled and said, “I want you to close your eyes”. I said, “If I do that, I’ll wake up”. She seemed to accept my answer. She asked me. “What brings you here?” We started walking together. I said, “I’m out of my body and just visiting”. I remember noticing my answer and thinking it unexpected. I’ve never said that while OOB. As we were walking I felt myself slowly being pulled back to my physical body. The last thing I saw was the woman’s head as she was about to walk into a low hanging wall. Her head went right through it.

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Lucid Dream: You’re Dreaming

Woke at 5:30am and was awake only a short while. I didn’t want to wake up yet so went back to sleep.

I entered the dream aware I was dreaming straight away. I was in a house I have been to in other dreams. It feels like my mom’s house but isn’t. It has the same long driveway and a similar layout but is darker overall. There was a group of people there, some I recognized, others I did not. They all felt like family. My mom and my sister were there and so was the salesman from the furniture store (huh?). 

Mostly I remember realizing it was a dream and saying aloud to my invisible companion traveler, “Wow! Everything feels so real! It looks so real!” Then I went to each person and told them, “You’re dreaming.” I told the whole group, also. They seemed to listen. I wasn’t excited, just matter-of-fact. 

Then I went outside and decided to fly to test it. It was very easy and I went up super fast. Worried I would go where I didn’t want to go, I decided to will myself back down. It worked and I came down easily, however, there was a counterthought that suggested I let go and see where it took me. So, I did and a forced pulled me backwards swiftly. I went with it but lost my vision and felt my body in bed. I shifted positions and shifted back into the scene.

I was inside and all the people were seated together around a long table. I wondered what to do next. I saw my sister and went to her. I told her, “You’re awake you know.” She acted like she heard me but kept staring ahead like she was in a trance. I then whispered to her, “You can make things better if you would just get a job.” She said, “I have a job. I make $13.25/hr.” Then she told me about the job. I only remember that it was in a suppressive environment. I remember telling her it was good she had a job and that she just needed to be responsible and use the money wisely. 

The salesman I remembered was seated a the head of the table and he stated aloud to me and the group, “I know I’m asleep.” lol I found him strangely out of place.

The last thing I recall is that I went to the back door which was glass. I decided to try something I use to do all the time when OOB. I walked through the door and it worked! I expected to feel like I became the glass for a moment as I went through but the glass actually bowed outward like it was made of plastic wrap. So the sensation was of a resistance and then a sudden freedom when the glass opened up and let me through. 

Woke up and checked the time. It was 6:33am.

The dream feels to be a message to myself to remember that I am dreaming and not to take life so seriously. It also appears to be a reminder of how unaware the people in my life are they are also dreaming. So many of us sleepwalk through life. I have been doing so lately and am finally waking up again. 🙂

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OBE: Knives to Cotton

I had a short lucid/OBE yesterday morning. I’m not super surprised because 1. I recently asked to have one (two nights ago I think) and 2. yesterday I had moments were I was thinking how dream-like things were.  For example, I was downstairs doing yoga and self-healing when my daughter came down. She started talking to me about school and other things. Sometimes when she tells me stuff and I give my view she gets upset. That happened but after I just stayed silent and a thought came to me that it was like a dream and to just allow things to unfold. I even remember thinking how she was just a character in my dream and to respond like I would had I been dreaming. 

Okay, so on to the lucid dream/OBE.

I was dreaming of being inside a small, unfamiliar house. There was a man with me in the kitchen. The kitchen had a golden hue to it, especially the cabinets. The man pulled out a large, kitchen knife. I noticed the drawer was full of them – like an unusual amount. I didn’t feel intimidated, just unimpressed. I walked into a living area and sat at a desk that was to the left of the front door facing a window. IDK know why but I just sat their blankly staring and in the dream a calm came over me like a soft blanket. I felt really relaxed and thought, “I better watch it or I’m gonna fall asleep.” This is what caused me to realize I already was asleep I think, though I don’t remember a specific thought to that end. 

Knowing I was dreaming, I stood up and just lingered a bit, noticing the energy of my astral form and not really knowing what to do. I find this happens often now when I am OOB. Sometimes I just feel bored but mostly I don’t know what to do with no specific purpose motivating me forward. I could feel the energy fading and knew if I didn’t decide to do something I would just wake up, so I moved towards the front of the house with the intention to go outside. As I floated towards the door (the front was no longer where I had been sitting but all the way on the other side of the house), I knew there was a small desk there and was reminded of the drawer of knives. I opened the drawer anticipating feeling a knife and felt cotton balls and pulled out a whole handful of them. lol I wasn’t amused in the dream, just slightly curious, and continued through the door, opening it and floating outside. 

I used my 360 degree vision to see the porch behind me. It was well lit and I could see nick knacks and such all arranged nicely along the front of the house. It was a quaint little house with This Old House vibes. I continued towards the street and that is where I lingered briefly, looking around. I could see trees and other houses lining a residential street. It was dark but not too dark, like super early morning with bit of a haze of light on the horizon.  All the houses had a similar look to the one I came out of. I turned to my right and was about to take flight when I considered briefly that if I tried to fly I would likely go up way too fast, lose vision and then lose connection to the astral realm and end up in my body. I didn’t want that so I opted to turn around facing left and float/jump walked down the street. With no specific destination in mind, I just enjoyed the feeling of being OOB, floating/flying along the road. 

A bit down the road I suddenly felt an energy take hold of me and before I knew it, I was being swiftly pulled towards a cul-de-sac. My vision began to go out from the surprise of it but I wasn’t afraid. I just let the force pull me. I ended up going around the cul-de-sac towards a house on the right. The energy continued, pulling me into what felt like a bunch of vines which I then felt to be tangled in. Not really knowing what to do next, I asked for my vision to turn on, but it was too late. I started shifting back to my sleeping body.

When I woke, my heart was beating a bit faster than normal and my arm had gone numb because it was over my head. I lingered in bed a moment, thanking my guidance for the opportunity to go OOB. I still had a lingering energy that told me I could return if I wanted but it was time for me to make sure my youngest was awake for school.  Just to have that energy there was enough to make me smile. It felt so good!

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Lucid Sphere

Just a short dream experience to share from last night.

Prior to bed I had a pretty bad headache which was brought on by a massive, emotional purge (I’ll spare you the details). I opted not to take anything for it, hoping sleep would make it better. When I focused on the energy that was the pain I could detect a small circle, about the size of a quarter, at the very top (crown) of my head where there was no pain, just a tingling. Unfortunately the pain was too distracting for me to tune in for long. In fact, it seemed only to get worse. It kept waking me up and, at one point, I thought I might need to go to the ER. Just as I had that thought, the pain subsided. Ha!

But anyway, on to the lucid sphere visit I had.

About an hour into sleep, during a period in which I thought I was awake because the dream I was having was in my bedroom, I had a lucid moment. I had been bringing some things into my space but I don’t remember what. I only remember hauling them one by one. At some point my vision came on very clearly and I could see the ceiling of my bedroom. In the darkness I saw a shape take form. It came out of the ceiling like a mist and formed into a solid sphere not much bigger than my fist. Surprised, I focused on it and thought for sure there was an entity in my bedroom (remember I think I’m awake). As soon as I had that thought the sphere zoomed straight towards me. Before it made contact I jolted awake, breathing heavy from the shock of it. 

Afterwards it took me a while to figure out what happened because I still thought it all happened when I was awake. I looked around my room for any sign of the sphere. This is when I realized I had been OOB because the memory of the sphere was so very different than the darkness in my room. The sphere and the space it was in was outlined in light and the blackness was more of a blue hue than it is in reality. 

Around this point is when I heard a voice say, “Lux”. There was another word with it but I forgot it because I knew immediately that lux = light. The voice was telling me about my Light.

Thoughts

I don’t have many lucid dreams or OBEs these days. In fact, my dream recall has been shit. When I do happen to remember or have a lucid-type experience, inevitably I am being hit! This is just the most recent in a long string of being attacked by an object! The most common attack is by a tree (lol) but this sphere, now that is interesting! I can still see it vividly – a grey, perfectly symmetrical sphere with a slight, glowing outline to it spinning like a planet. And I truly thought I was awake and being visited by Spirit or an E.T. LOL I am sure my guides are getting a good laugh.

So, if I keep getting beat up in my dreams/experiences, and it is continuing to happen, then I haven’t figured out the message or I haven’t done what I need to do yet. Hmmmm. And here I thought it was just a way to wake me up.

I would really like to have an OBE again and NOT be beat up. Sigh.

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OBE: Storm Warning

Another unexpected OBE. 🙂

Dream: Massive Fish Aquarium

I was going to the church with my husband. He was invited to an event and he was unsure if he would go because of the distance he would have to travel. I laughed saying it had only taken a few steps to get there and he disagreed. I thought perhaps he meant the distance from inside our house so I said, “Okay, maybe about 7 minutes max.” He left and I drifted off into a deep sleep waiting for his return. I would momentarily wake to see if he was around. In one of those moments, there were two young women sitting beside me. One was talking about being there to take a test and mentioned the grade she would need. I told her, “It has to be 100%”. This made us all laugh for some reason. I looked around for my husband and said to them, “I guess he left me.” 

Around this time I noticed an aquarium in the room. I went up to investigate, looking at all the beautiful fish inside it. The more I looked, the bigger the aquarium seemed until it seemed to surround me from floor-to-ceiling. There were tropical fish the size of a football inside. A woman asked me a question about it. I think it was whether it was a salt or freshwater tank. I told her freshwater. I lingered, worrying the fish hadn’t been fed and wondering how it was cleaned. 

I seemed to drift off to sleep again despite fighting heavy eyes. I remember becoming aware of what I was wearing at this time, a bit worried it was too little. I was wearing workout tights and a white workout bra. I decided I didn’t care and drifted off to a heavy, wonderful sleep. Sometime in this drugged state I overheard the women talking about a storm coming. One said to the other, “You might make it. It’s hasn’t reached four corners yet.” 

OBE: Storm Warning

Eventually, I opened my eyes and found myself sitting outside on a bench in the dark. There is vague memory of someone telling me something, nudging me to get moving. So, I began to take off my clothes as if readying myself. This is when I felt like I was being watched. I turned and looked over my shoulder. In a window high above me was a little girl peering down at me. She was just staring at me and I waved at her, saying hello. She had a blank look on her face which made me worried that what I was doing was inappropriate. I decided I didn’t care and began to remove my clothing anyway. However, I paused, recognizing the situation made no sense. I said aloud with certainty, “I’m out-of-body.” 

I stood up and felt my surroundings shift in such a way that reverberated through my astral body. I was soon aware of myself in my bed and my vision had gone totally black. I didn’t even have a perception of my surroundings in that black and white, shifty mental vision I usually have. 

There was a song playing loudly. A person was singing along with an accompaniment of music. They were singing, “It’s time to….move.” It was an upbeat song and so I sang along, knowing that if I sang my vibration would rise. 

I quickly moved through the house, instinctively heading towards the front door, singing the entire time. My vision didn’t turn on and I was completely blind, yet I somehow knew where I was. It was my Mom’s house. I fully believed when I made it outside my vision would turn on with stunning clarity. It always has in the past. Unfortunately, I was greeted with total darkness. This didn’t phase me and I continued outside, still singing loudly.

I hadn’t gotten far when I was hit hard in the head. My first thought was, “That really hurt!” It was a very physical pain. It knocked me to the ground and I thought, “That’s never happened before.” Strangely enough, the knock on the head brought on my vision. I looked up and saw what had hit me. It was a large oak tree, its massive branches low to the ground, surrounding me almost like a nest. I climbed out, looking up at the sky. There were massive, black storm clouds over the top of the house. The wind was whistling threateningly. I tried to take flight, intending to fly directly into the clouds, but it felt like I was anchored to the ground. So, I turned around to look in the opposite direction. Just above the treetops I could make out a menacing, rotating, mass of lighter colored clouds. It was a tornado. The howling wind sounded almost like a scream and stopped me in my tracks. I felt an energy hit me in my chest. Thinking it bad, I fought it unsuccessfully. Soon after, I woke up in bed, my heart chakra warm and tingly. 

Upon waking the song was still clear as day in my mind. I made a voice recording of it and went back to sleep.

Considerations

What stands out to me the most in the above dream and OBE was how real it felt when I bumped my head. It was a very physical pain. It seemed almost like someone punched me to get my attention, and it worked. The next thing that stands out is my reaction to the tornado and how the energy hit me square in the chest. I wouldn’t call it fear exactly. It was more in line with nervous excitement or that anticipatory feeling one gets right before an important event. One would think the tornado would cause fear and that fear would be felt in the pit of the stomach. And, of course, there is the song message that was repeating throughout: It’s time to move. IDK if this means changing physical location, if I was just being nudged to move in that moment, or something else.

The other symbolic aspects that stand out are the fish in the aquarium. Fish, for me, are symbolic of ideas. These fish were numerous, active and healthy. The drowsy feeling indicates a desire to withdraw into my own world or perhaps to be sleepwalking through life. Finally, I am taking off my clothing when I realize I am dreaming. I haven’t done that in ages. Removing my clothing or being naked indicates a willingness to be vulnerable by exposing myself completely.