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Lucid Dream: My House

After a rollercoaster of a day caused my blood sugar fluctuations, I went to bed on a low asking for assistance from my Team.

Lucid Dream: My House

I began to gain lucidity while walking into a room in a house that I knew was mine. The room was mostly empty except for some bags on the floor near a closet that were partially unpacked. I saw some clothing on the floor and walked past it toward a dark haired man who was sitting on the floor in the closet.

I knew this man but was not 100% familiar with who he was. I sat down next to him, cross-legged, about two feet away. He was also sitting cross-legged as if meditating. Perhaps that is what we were doing?

During this time I had thoughts and knowingness about this man. I knew we didn’t talk much; our conversations were without words through a deep connection. Yet I felt distant from him and hesitant to interact with him, even without words. There was a memory of us being separated and using our deep connection to stay in touch.

I remember looking upon him fondly with recognition. My conscious mind tried to match his face to my memories. He appeared similar to an ex-boyfriend of mine and the feeling that came off of him was calm and reassuring, similar to how that ex use to make me feel when he hugged me.

Then I was watching this dark haired man from a distance as he interacted with a friend. I was at first jealous and suspected him of cheating on me, but then I saw that the woman he was interacting happily with was quite pregnant. She seemed near the end of her pregnancy, her huge stomach draped in a vibrant, dark blue maternity blouse.

Relieved, I continued to watch from a distance, gliding through empty rooms and cream-colored walls. There was a feeling that I had been away for a long time. The feeling was similar to when a loved one moves overseas to a distant land and has been gone for twenty or more years.

I entered a room, finally exposing myself, and stopped a woman and said, “Why are you in my house?” I don’t think it was the same pregnant woman but am not sure because as soon as I spoke to her she vanished.

Then I spotted the man in the closet, this time standing. When I saw him I immediately went to him and he outstretched his arms. I saw his face shift at this time, the jawline becoming more square and prominent. Did he look like Robin Williams?

He said to me very audibly, “You have’t been yourself lately”.

In that instant I felt ashamed. I said, “I know. I’m sorry”.

A flood of images came into my mind but most are lost to me now. All I can recall now is that I remember being hermit-like, shunning social situations with others and rejecting the emotional connection with family.

I fell into his arms and felt an amazing relief rush over me. The feeling was that I finally came Home and could relax because now I was safe and would always be cared for. I wanted to stay in his arms forever.

Conversation

The hug caused me to fully awaken and I immediately grieved for the loss of the feeling I had just had.

“I want to go back”, I told him.

I knew that the man was me, my Higher Self. I also knew the other characters were me as well, even the pregnant woman.

The image of Robin Williams came on strongly this time. It was his face I saw in the dream. Does this represent my current state? I thought again about the message I received the night before: Rewire-Retrial.

It was obvious that I had entered once again a state of emergency and so my Companion had initiated contact. This time I was resistant and angry, all the feelings rising to the surface.

We talked for about an hour as my Companion reassured me that this was not a real emergency, just a downward spiral that needed correcting, which was easily done. I did not feel this way, of course. I explained that I was tired of failing to stay centered; the rollercoaster was getting tiresome and every contact with him caused the homesickness to worsen and abandonment issues to arise. I didn’t understand why I would torture myself like this.

He repeated over and over that he had never left and asked if he could help me. I rejected his offer initially but toward the end of our discussion I finally gave in and accepted it.

He told me that I needed to let him take the reigns once again. I felt like a failure for ever taking them back. He reminded me of advice I had given to a student just the day before: “If at first your don’t succeed, try, try again”.

I asked him if the process would be like it was in May and he said, “Not this time”. I understood this to mean it would be more work on my part; it would not just be something that happened as easily as it did before.

When I awoke in the morning I felt him near and he asked me if I was ready and I responded that I was not sure. I am still not sure I can do it. It seems like too much work.

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OBE: Goddess of the Night

I took a melatonin to ensure I got a good night’s sleep, and I did.

I awoke sometime in the middle of the night to my youngest screaming. My husband tended to him but I could not go back to sleep right away. I requested to astral and positioned myself on my back to prepare.

OBE: Goddess of the Night

I entered a brief dream in which I was a teacher in a classroom. I recall seeing the student desks lined up and looking at the class roster. The pages of all the classes had five to seven names and dates lined up in chart format. However, there was no accounting for attendance. A student was telling me she had been absent but I had no memory of her being gone and since I had not taken attendance I could only guess when she had been present in my class. There was a moment where I was thinking about how to fix the issue, briefly recalling that the attendance clerk often sent in discrepancies to teachers. I figured this was the solution and went back to my desk.

At my desk my awareness suddenly came on all at once. I became aware of being in my body and felt subtle vibrations as I exited. I did not feel the exit was purposeful yet at the same time it obviously was. There was a feeling of being along for the ride here along with a sense of anticipation.

The moment I exited my body I turned to look back at the desk I had just been sitting at. The classroom environment surrounded me but was shifty and there was brief awareness that that my dream was dematerializing. There was also the familiar golden hue and it also seemed to move. All in all it was as if I were looking through eye glasses that distorted the image.

Hoping to see my body I focused upon the desk but found that it was not there. Instead I saw very clearly my bed with the covers down. There was no body in the bed, however, and looking at the bed caused me to feel pulled toward my physical body. I felt my vision darken and knew to move away from the bed as quickly as possible. As i moved away I saw the bed amid the classroom and it looked very peculiar.

At this point I lifted up into the air and went directly to the window behind the teacher’s desk. The window was very vivid and solid, unlike the rest of the scene. I pushed against it, testing to see if I could go through it. It would not budge so I quickly opened it and pushed through the screen to get outside.

Through the window, I lifted up into the night sky. Immediately I began to sing loudly, “I am the Goddess of the night”. I repeated this phrase in song over and over as I explored my environment.

It was very dark outside except for what seemed to be very bright, white lights. I knew I had just left a school building so I figured I must be in a parking lot and the light was just the parking lot lights. The air was crisp and it was raining. I cold feel tiny, pinpricks of cold as the rain hit my skin and wondered if it was in fact sleet and not rain.

In the distance I could see the highway but the white lights distorted my vision and I could not focus on much past arm’s length from my body. In my memory now all I recall is blackness dotted with extremely bright, white light and the sensation of the tiny, pinpricks of cold hitting my skin on my arms and face.

Still singing, I attempted to move toward the left but my thoughts interrupted the singing. I had the idea hit me of being left outside in the cold with only a short sleeved shirt and shorts. I saw myself curled upon on the side walk as the sleet pelted me all over, soaking me and causing me to shiver intensely. This thought pulled me back into my body quite fast. Upon re-entry I felt a knot in my midsection and curled up in a ball in pain. The pain felt very much like IBS and it would not subside.

I went to the bathroom hoping that getting up would help the pain, but when I laid back down it returned. I asked for healing and felt it come as soon as I asked along with a gentle all-over body energetic hug from my guide. I fell asleep soon after, not again exiting my body.

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OBEs: Soothing Baby and Playing

After the K rising experience, which was at 1:30am, I fell back to sleep into a dream about trying to choose the right clothing for work. I kept finding clothes that belonged to my daughter and could not find what I was looking for. I finally put on an outfit that resembled the clothing of a hip-hop star (saggy jeans that hung past my bottom) and then took them off because I found my clothes out in plain sight. I kept thinking, “I have to get to work by 4” and going over my schedule in my head – “4-8pm”. I somehow knew this job was part-time and though I was being “paid” I didn’t care or keep track of the pay.

OBE: Soothing Baby

At some point the dream brought me to full lucidity and I was suddenly very aware of being in my body. I did not feel the vibrations but I felt the familiar odd sensations that I have been feeling with my OBEs lately. Somehow I knew I was not really “in” my body but just slightly askew from it.

It took me a while to get a grip on what was happening. I heard children screaming happily in the background and my youngest crying. I thought, “It isn’t real” as if to remind myself that these noises were normal prior to exit.

I was holding something small, round and metal in my hands and began to focus upon it for some reason. It felt like a small metal container and when I felt it I could “see” it in my mind. The more I felt it, the more solid the experience became. It was as if touching and focusing on it shifted me fully into the scene.

I sat up and got out of bed but the scene was dark. I could still hear my baby crying and instinctively went to him. I walked into the hallway and heard him crying as he ran, his footsteps echoing on the wood floor. I went toward him, blind, but could see him as he stopped in front of me, looked up and put up his arms for me to pick him up. I reached down and grabbed him and could feel his tiny, chubby arms wrap around me in a hug. The feeling was so real and familiar that I closed my eyes and reveled in it. This brought me back to my body.

OBE: Playing

Again I was superimposed over my physical body and feeling very much aware of everything. I could hear the children laughing and remembered my daughter was having a sleepover with her friend. Was that them laughing? I looked through my mind’s eye into a scene that was forming. I could make out a dresser and the wall of an unfamiliar bedroom. It lightened and darkened and I mentally said, “Clarity now” but briefly worried saying it would bring me back to my body. But it didn’t. Instead I rolled out of my body and the bed and again headed toward the hallway.

In the hallway I saw the shadow of my toddler son with his back to me. He was listening to the laughter, too. I still could not see him but he knew I was there and turned around and held up his arms to me. I picked him up and headed toward the laughter.

At the railing I looked over and my vision cleared. There at the bottom was my daughter and her friend. Then my vision turned off again. I decided to throw my baby over the railings. A part of me worried about this while another part knew it was okay. I yelled down to the girls, “Catch him!” My daughter’s friend looked up too late and my baby hit the floor.

I jumped over the railing and floated down asking, “Is he alright?” They looked at him and I saw he was fine. He had bounced when he hit the floor.

Laughing with relief I grabbed my son and then jumped into the air where I then hovered. I told the girls, “Come on! Fly with me!” We began jumping and hovering in the air as if we were on a trampoline in slow motion. The girls laughter was very loud and shrill at this time and I was laughing, too.

That is when my vision turned on all at once and I saw that the room was not from our home. It was massive with ceilings that were three times the height of ours with large beams. The room spread out around us in all directions. I was in awe and wondered where we were. It was slightly familiar but I could not place it. The last thing I remember is the golden hue of the place and the warmth I felt being there.

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Dream: Lucid Kiss

After waking up in tears at 6am I tossed and turned for a while as I tried to return to sleep. I eventually ended up in a lucid dream.

Lucid Kiss

I was walking in a dark tunnel with a group of people when I suddenly realized I was dreaming. I looked at a young man in front of me and got the idea that I wanted to move into him (merge). Quickly, I rushed into him but felt a tremendous pressure that sucked me back into my “body”. I felt literally pushed away. The force of the push surprised me as did the strange energy sensations. This brought about even more lucidity.

I saw a blonde man standing to my left. He was looking at me strangely and I thought I recognized him. He was quite bright compared to the darkness of the tunnel and the muted tones of the others with us. This brightness focused my attention even more on him. Who was he?

My lucidity increased slightly and the man looked at me, his blue eyes intensely piercing. He seemed young, probably mid-twenties, and was quite tall, at least a hands width taller than me. He walked up to me and said, “It’s about time we got this over with”.

Not completely sure what he was talking about but happy regardless, I followed him eagerly. From this point it appeared that I was leading him and that he was the unsure one.

I located a closet and opened the door wide. He stopped just inside the door and looked down at me, his face showing his uncertainty and maybe a bit of nervousness. I recall the room was bright and the door a very solid shade of brown. Were we in an office building somewhere? I didn’t know.

I went up to him and pulled his face toward mine and kissed him gently on the lips. I recall feeling a bit awkward because he became stiff as if he were unsure if he wanted to be kissing me. I kept hoping I would feel something from the interaction but all I noticed was that his lips were quite cold. I said to him, “Your lips are ice cold”. He said, “Really? I don’t think so”.

He eased up a bit then and I attempted one last kiss just to see if maybe I was wrong. This time I felt his lips soften and they were quite warm and inviting. It was a nice kiss and I lingered there still hoping I would feel something. Unfortunately, I felt nothing, not a thing.

My awareness peaked all at once in the moment of the last kiss. I awoke still feeling as if I were kissing him. Once fully awake I recognized the interaction as a lesson. I was the cold one, closing my heart to those I loved and distancing myself from others. How could I expect to feel anything if I shut myself down?

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Dream: Tending to the Horse

This morning I had a semi-lucid dream in which I was conversing with my Companion as I watched scenes unfold in front of me. It was quite long and drawn out, so I will focus mainly on the part that is most memorable.

Dream: Misfire

I had awakened early in the morning and asked to astral project. I rolled over and fell asleep not long after.

The first thing I recall is hearing very audibly a very deep voice. I acknowledged the voice immediately as that of my Companion. I don’t now remember what he said. Instead, I remember more the tone and quality of the voice. It was deep and sounded distorted, like someone talking through a voice distorter or changer.

I watched a scene unfold in front of me. Me and my brother were in the scene but this was us from another life. I was older and he was younger. In the scene we were upset because two dogs had been shot. One died and the other, my Trooper, had been wounded. I was visibly upset because I would have to put down my dog as his injuries were life threatening and he was already very old.

I saw how it happened. We had been playing with a loaded pistol and somehow, in our rough housing, the pistol had misfired and gone through the side of my dog and into the face of the other dog.

For a moment I was overcome with grief at the loss of my dog but then I recognized something – he had not died from a gunshot wound. The grief threatened still and I heard the voice of my Companion reminded me that I had moved past that. The grief vanished then and I became more lucid, recognizing it had all been a dream.

Dream: Tending to the Horse

Then I was standing in my Mom’s backyard looking at a large, brown horse. I somehow knew he was old. I had in my hand one of those large brushes to brush horses and knew that I was suppose to tend to the horse. I walked up to him and began to brush him. What is odd is that he spoke to me the entire time.

At one point he rolled over on his belly and thrashed about. He invited me to brush his underside and was very happy and content to be tended to. It was odd because the voice of my Companion came out of this horse and I felt very reluctant to participate in the obvious teaching scenario he had created for me.

I asked him why he wanted me to brush him. He said “Everyone else is too rough. They do it the right way”. I saw in my mind a woman brushing a horse and pushing very hard as they did. It did indeed seem rough and very business-like. Yet I knew this was the “right way” as I had seen it done in my current life.

I continued to brush him in my own way, which was more like a light massage or petting. I remember discussing with him my desire to hear him in my mind like I was hearing him now. “Why can’t I hear you this way in my waking life?”, I asked. There was/still is such a deep longing to hear him this way outside the dream and in-between states.

By this time I was fully lucid and had entered the in-between state. The horse was gone and all that remained was the strong connection between my Companion and myself. I knew his reply to my question before I heard his response.

“You can hear me just fine”, he said. I knew he was right. I do hear him, but not like in my dreams.

I asked him if I would ever get to experience hearing him that way consistently while awake. I did not get an answer as to yes or no, just a feeling that it was possible. But there was a huge “but” attached.

As I came out of the in-between I heard him say, “Live life”.

I knew again the message: Stop wishing for this or that and just live your life. Focus on living.

Understandably, I was in a sour mood when I got out of bed.

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Birthday Lucid to OBE: Creating a UniPeg

This morning I awoke at 6:30am a very grumpy birthday girl. I am just not into my own birthday anymore, not now that the added year is not wanted. I had a string of very vivid dreams I won’t go into now but this wasn’t enough. I wanted a birthday present, something that would make me feel less despondent towards the coming of yet another year in this life.

Lucid Dream: 70-Year-Old Man

I began to gain lucidity towards the end of a long dream as I was sitting at a table with an older gentleman. He was very gray and seemed fragile in his old age. His hand shook as he tried to sip his coffee, black and steaming in a vividly white mug.

We were discussing our sleep patterns and he told me, “I sleep well except that I wake up at least 7 times a night. My dreams are very odd but I guess that is just part of getting old”.

The fact that he woke up so many times caught my attention and I told him to tell me more. This is where my lucidity grew stronger and the scene shifted before I had a chance to hear about his dreams.

Lucid to OBE: Creating a UniPeg

Nearly fully lucid now, I found myself standing on the edge of a cliff overlooking vast amounts of sky dotted with puffy white clouds that seemed to go on forever. I was watching as some children tried to cross the sky by hanging onto a rope that was not attached to anything.

A section of this dream is lost to me but the next thing I remember is helping the kids grab onto the rope. I watched as they swung precariously as the rope began to move across the sky. For some reason I grabbed on and found myself flying along with them. But I was not holding onto the rope like they were. I was just floating.

I then recall deciding I wanted to ride on the back on a UniPeg (unicorn-Pegasus combination). In front of me appeared a beautiful brown unicorn that sprouted wings and began to soar up into the perfect sky. I remember that at first he was white but the color shifted to brown almost immediately. I didn’t care, though, he was beautiful.

I knew I had created him and soon took control of the dream and launched myself up and into the air behind the UniPeg. I was in the process of creating one of these majestic creatures under me so I could ride him when I felt the scene shift and the familiar energy of settling into my body.

OBE: Hit in the Face

Feeling the energy was right, I again left my body but the scene of the beautiful sky and UniPeg was gone. In fact, it was completely dark. I thought about opening my astral eyes but thought if I did I would wake up. It did not even occur to me to try other techniques to bring on clarity. I felt completely hopeless of gaining my vision.

I did, however, think that if I could find a way out of the room I was in that I could be “free”. I knew I was in my bedroom so walked toward where a window should be. I had absolutely no mental sight. It was literally pitch black darkness.

I went to where the window was suppose to be, intent on opening it, when suddenly I ran smack into something, a wall I think. It hit me right in the face and with such force that it stopped me in my tracks.

Shocked and surprised, I lost the scene completely and came back to my body. When I was re-entering I heard my guide say, “Did you feel it?”

Yeah, I felt it. It almost hurt, except it didn’t. When I opened my eyes I kept waiting for the pain to come the impact was so intense and solid.

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Intention Works: 3 OBEs

Last night my daughter came to me asking questions. She had seen a Micky Mouse cartoon in which Mickey had gone to sleep and his astral body had gone out and done all kinds of things. She asked me, “Was that his ghost?” I told her, “Something like that. It is his other body, the one that comes out when he sleeps”.

The conversation continued. My daughter was fascinated and wanted to know more. She was like a little sponge and her eyes were so bright I thought she might come out of her body right then and there!

“So it’s real? I can do that? Anyone can do that?”, she asked me.

“Yes. It is real. Anyone can do it,” I replied.

“How?”, she asked.

So I told her how – to go to sleep reminding herself to wake herself up from within her dreams; to look for things in her dreams that made no sense. I told her as much as I could in child’s terms. She soaked it up and seemed to understand. But she had an issue really understanding that she is not her body. She kept asking, “When I open my eyes, will my brain know I am awake?” I kept having to say, “You don’t have eyes or a brain. You are energy”. This, I think, is a bit too much for her little mind but she is trying.

We made a plan: If she woke up in her dream, she would come find me and wake me up. If I woke up, I would come find her.

She went to bed jumping up and down saying, “I can’t believe it’s real!”

Lucid Dream: Graduating at 40

I woke at 6am without any OBEs or encounters with my daughter. I said to my guide, “Please can I get something for encouragement??”

I fell asleep and into a dream where I was at a school cafeteria table eating what appeared to be a mass of ground beef. My fellow students were eating but I was not. It was ground beef. I am not eating meat right now. When I looked at them they appeared zombie-like. What was wrong with them?

I started to become lucid and wandered about the school and into the front office. It was dark in there and I was looking for my student records. I knew if they found out my age they would not let me graduate. I knew this was my senior year. Only one more year until graduation. I had to get those records.

My lucidity continued to increase. Something was not right. I am not in high school. I am too old! I imagined getting on the school bus and all the kids staring at me. I could not pretend I was a teenager. No way, I am too old now.

Someone walked into the office and turned on the lights but they did not turn on. I tried to see her face, but couldn’t. I slipped past her and out the door.

Flying now, I knew I was dreaming but was not 100% lucid yet. I went into a side room and began looking at toys that were a part of a school store. I thought of my daughter. She would like these.

I felt my body then and knew I had been OOB.

OBE: Wake up!

In an instant I was transported to my mother’s house. I saw her inside with my two oldest. Instantly recalling my conversation with my daughter, I flew over to her and shook her vigorously.

“Adrian! You are asleep. Wake up!

She turned to me and said, “I’m not asleep, mommy”.

I took her by the hand and said, “You’re asleep. You need to wake up”. Then I said, “Fly with me!”

I began to show her how to fly, telling her to jump up while she was running at full speed. I could not get off the ground at first, too distracted by my daughter, but eventually I did. When I was in the air my daughter was behind me. I had pulled her up with me.

I heard my son at that point saying, “I want to go!” He was crying.

I said encouragingly, “Come fly with us!”

OBE: Flying Lessons

My vision blacked out and I came back to my body for a moment. I saw a picture forming in front of me, all golden colored. I instantly recognized the exit opportunity and took it, but did not go into the picture. Instead, I went back to the previous scene.

I was back in the drive at my mother’s house with my children. I leaped into the air and yelled at both my children to follow. They flew up, the youngest lagging behind.

We went up into the branches of a tree. I told them, “Grab onto the branches. The sky likes to pull you up really fast”. I could feel my astral body being pulled upward as I said this. In front of me the white, leafless branches were vivid.

Somehow I lost my grip on the branches and began to be pulled up quickly. My vision blacked out and I felt my body as soon as this happened.

OBE: Missed Opportunity

Back in my body, or so I thought, I began to wonder why I couldn’t see. It barely registered to me that I was OOB at this time. I felt unsure. I had just been flying and now I had suddenly stopped. Surely I had been pulled back into my body? Right?

I opened my astral eyes and saw what I thought was my bed blanket. It was vividly bright and crisp.

With no vibrations or any indication that I as OOB, I accepted defeat and the fact that I was in actuality opening my physical eyes.

To my dismay, I realized I was wrong the minute I felt the familiar energy of reentry. I had been OOB after all, and likely in a completely different place. The pull up and the blackout had taken me somewhere else. The blankets I saw were not mine. They didn’t even match!

Check In

When I got out of bed my daughter was still asleep. She woke not long after and I asked her if she remembered. She didn’t. She had trouble falling asleep – too excited. But she said she remembered being at her Nana’s house. Then she cried because she missed out on it. I had to explain that it took a long time to master OOB travel and to just enjoy her sleep and dreams. She was happy with this and we talked about my OBE.

It is so exciting to have a member of my family interested and trying to OBE. She is so very young, though. I do not want her to be discouraged too soon. Is it even realistic for her to go OOB? I don’t know. My first experiences were in my 20s.

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Lucid to OBE: Room of Sunflowers

Last night was another long night of dreams. I once again awoke to tears. The clearing continues and I am so weary of it.

I did ask prior to sleep: If I can’t astral travel, can I at least lucid dream?

Lucid to OBE: Room of Sunflowers

I awoke at 5am feeling down about life in general. I felt the all-over body energy hug from my Companion as I let the disappointment in myself come to the surface. Overall, I felt/feel like a failure in this life. I asked my Companion why he created the personality and tendencies I have in this life. To me, they are too hard to overcome.

Buzzing energy began to increase around the top of my head and around the base of my spine. The energy around my spine wrapped around the front of my body and felt comforting. I fell asleep.

I found myself inside an unfamiliar house. There was a party going on, a celebration of the release of a sequence of movies. I overheard talk about my younger sister and realized that she was a part of this movie project and attending the party. I went in search of her.

I walked up carpeted stairs to a large room where most of the people were mingling. There was a group dancing and that is where I saw my sister. They were dancing oddly, with strange motions of the hands. It was almost like they were casting spells. I remember that as I watched I hoped no one would ask me to dance.

I ended up downstairs looking around. I wanted to snoop around in my sister’s things. I hadn’t seen her in so long. What was she like as a person now?

Standing there, the thought came to me that I was dreaming. I said aloud, “This is a dream”. Instantly the golden hued, brightly lit room turned dark and I couldn’t see. I moved toward the stairs in the dark and began to ascend.

I jumped up, trying to fly but found it difficult. I said aloud, “I can fly” and was able to hover for a moment but there must have been something wrong with my motivation to fly because I felt pulled back down.

At the top of the stairs I saw a window and headed for it. It was the only source of light and I could see the window clearly. I flew at it full speed reminding myself I could go through objects. When I got the window I went through it without incident and ended up floating outside in a courtyard. All I could see were the branches of a large tree. Beyond that, though, was a bright, golden light. I peered through the leafless branches and saw row upon row of giant sunflowers in a room not far away. I flew toward it.

The sunflowers were inside a room on the first floor. I had to go through another window to get to them.

I attempted a fly-through but was stopped this time and had to manually open the window and pull off the screen. When I went through, my foot caught on the screen. I could see the sunflowers and the large room. I recognized the room. I had been there in a previous dream.

Pulling against the screen, I struggled to get inside with no success. The effort of it caused me to lose motivation. I felt like a failure and gave up. The once bright room dimmed and turned black and I felt the familiar energy as I settled back into my body. I opened my eyes immediately and this caused my heart to feel like it was going to jump out of my chest. I checked my heart rate and it was steady, nothing like how it felt in my chest. I rolled over, disappointed in the entire experience.

Sunflower symbolism – a source of spiritual guidance pointing you in the right direction. Times may be difficult but you will persevere. They also symbolize warmth, abundance and prosperity.

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OBE: Class and Discussion

When I went to sleep I asked to astral and then stated over and over, “I am out of body”. I began to drift to sleep on my stomach. At this time I became aware of vibrations and hypnagogic imagery. In my vision I saw millions of tiny, black and white circles spinning rapidly. They moved and formed a 3D shape that resembled a room and staircase. I followed it, thinking, “There is color!” and saw red pop up as I followed the staircase down a couple of flights of stairs. I then knew I was losing it and it disappeared.

I fell asleep and was awakened by my baby at midnight. About a half hour later, I went back to bed and again repeated, “I am out of body” so many times I lost count.

I had a long stretch of dreams that seemed to last forever. In them, I was semi-lucid with moments of such clarity I am surprised I did not awaken. In one I was preparing to take a shower and was in a massively old hotel with vaulted ceilings.In another I gathered up supplies for my upcoming class. I got cheese and jerky sticks, four of each.

Arctic Beach

This is when class began. I slowly gained lucidity throughout this dream.

I was being instructed as I watched a scene unfold in front of me. There I saw a beautiful arctic sea and massive polar bears walking along it. There was a man with one of them and he and the bear jumped into the sea, the man on the underside of the bear holding firm to him. The bear was so large that the full grown man fit easily between his front and hind legs. Interestingly, the bear’s face was scrunched up and looked more like a primate’s face than a bear’s.

As I was watching the scene I was blown away by the breathtaking beauty of the place. I could feel the coolness of the air and was briefly worried the man would freeze in the water. My instructor, who I could only sense, reassured me that it was okay. Though I could not hear my instructor, I felt him in all ways. It was like he surrounded me and was within me at the same time.

I knew from the class that this was evolution and how it occurred. I was being shown this scene to see where it started. I was then taken to the future and recall hearing myself (as my instructor) say that the bears decided they wanted more. They wanted to educate their children and I remember being very interested in this part.

I was now standing in front of a massive structure made of stone. It had been made by these future bears who were no longer bears but more humanoid-like. They had advanced and built an entire society! I saw the massive steps that led to the entrance. They were so large that I could stand underneath one step!

At this point I was completely aware I was in a “dream class”. I said to my instructor, “I want to go inside”.

Instantly I was transported through my “eyes” into the scene. At the same time I heard an odd noise from within that I cannot describe in words. Then, I was standing underneath one of the massive stone stair steps. I crawled through the space and walked into the opening that was the massive doorway. Inside it resembled a very large, domed cave. It was so high I could not see the top of it. I saw more structures all around made out of the reddish rock. All were equally massive. I felt to be in a very ancient place, long forgotten over time but that still held immense power.

As I stared up into the blackness I felt the familiar energy sensation that tells me I am about to leave the scene. It felt as if I were sucked out of it and my vision darkened as I made the transition. Then I was talking out loud to myself and staring at a brilliant white screen. As I spoke, golden letters appeared on the screen and words formed. I was taking notes! I don’t remember now what I wrote in its entirety, though.

In this white space I became interested in what I was writing. When this happened I voiced that I wanted to learn more. I was instantly covered in energy and popped into a new scene. There was hardly any movement to indicate I had changed location!

I Am Everything
Polar-Bear-Ice

In this new place I was mid-air, flying over a small road lined with green grass and trees. The sky was blue and dotted with clouds and I was pleased to be flying. I looked down and saw a car with two young men in it staring up at me. Pleased, I swept down and said, “Hi!”, waving at them. A young man smiled up at me.

Then I felt myself slowly being pulled upward into the sky and my vision began to darken around the edges.

I protested and said, “I don’t want to go that way. Please.” I knew my instructor wanted to know what I wanted and so I said, “I want to see myself. I want to know what I look like when I am not in a physical body”. I recognized instantly that I was granted this request and the scene and all movement froze. Still hovering mid-air, I saw in front of me buildings and a solid black door the size of a garage door. I remember wondering, “Why is there a garage door there?”

The swirling energy that was me intensified. I felt revved up, as if someone had set a match to me and I was engulfed in my own energy. Scenes flooded my mind. Mountains, valleys, rivers, cities, animals, men, women, planets, galaxies….and on and on. It was all instantaneous, as if I saw everything at the same time. Still in front of me I could see the black screen.

I said out loud, “And God created the heavens and the Earth. And he created man in his own image”. And such awareness and an overwhelming amazement and understanding hit me. I said to my instructor, “I am everything”.

Return to Body

Though there was an understanding and amazement, I felt more calmness than I have ever felt while OOB. As I absorbed the information I just received my vision became crisp and the buildings and green grass of the scene were right in front of me again. I heard my guide/instructor for the first time as a thought inside my mind. As he spoke to me, the energy sensations around me intensified to the point that I felt an amazing peace. The scene in front of me began to swirl as if it were being sucked into a whirlpool. As it swirled the scene felt to be coming into my eyes and my eyes felt alive with energy and so expansive that I wondered if they could get any bigger. I suddenly realized I was returning to my body, but not in any way I have ever recalled doing. This was an amazing entry!

This went on and on for what seemed like forever. I wondered if I were ever going to be back in my body. I could sense my heart beating regularly at intervals but mostly I felt this amazing, expansive energy that was me. How could all of me fit inside a body!?

My guide was saying to me, “You are everything. You are beautiful. You are more than a body”. He said more but I cannot remember it all now. I do remember asking him, “Who are you?” He responded, “Erron”. I remembered him and replied, “Hi! Thank you. Thank you. Thank you”. I was overflowing with gratitude.

Intense Energy and Messages

When I finally settled in my body, which seemed to take a very long time and was very, very gradual, Erron began to explain more about the class I had been attending. I heard the name Kashtar but I wonder now if it was Ashtar. We had been to a place somewhere in the universe. I was fascinated!

Erron explained that what we had been discussing was how evolution works. That we choose a physical being that has certain characteristics and then enhanced the being. These characteristics include spoken language, brain capacity and potentiality, and appendages suitable for creation. The being must also be highly adaptable. I asked why not telepathy and was told, “It is not finite enough”. Interesting!

He then reminded me of all the potentialities that exist on Earth. I recognized dolphins, whales, primates, elephants among a few. Any of these could be “evolved” but humans are the chosen being now.

Throughout our discussion energy sensations around my head were intense and there were periods where I felt to be drawn into a void and then settled back into my body. It was as if I were going out and then in, out and then in. There came with these sensations a swirling and expansion in my eyes and a swooshing sound that came from within me. I have never heard such a sound before and cannot even describe it now. It is not like when I have gone OBE. Not a Velcro sound or whoosh.

The entire time I was in a complete state of calm and emotional objectivity. If I had an emotional reaction it was so subdued that it is hard to say it was emotional. If I thought of something physical I was reminded, “Defer to your Higher Self” and instantly the thoughts would vanish.

Erron was not alone and when I recognized the others with him he said, “We are the Many. We have come a long Time to assist you”. I wondered if he meant distance but recognized this was not what he meant. I also recognized the E.T. element to this, though I did not question it further. I was told I would remember more and that was good enough for me.

I questioned Erron about the surgery I have scheduled. Is it something I should do? He said, “It is your home, decorate it as you wish”. I chuckled at this response because he was referring to this body as my home.

I then returned to sleep and had more dreams. I was awakened again by the energy sensations. In my head it was strongest but I also felt my heart, root and solar plexus all buzzing at the same time. I questioned if I had entered the third surge of the trifecta. I was told no, but soon. I spent quite a while just enjoying the energy. I still feel it in my head now.

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, repeated “I am OOB”

Sleeping position: back

Supplements: Multivitamin, Natural Calm 400mg, Sleepy Time Extra Tea, Biotin 1000mg, Vitamin E 400mg, Calcium 500mg, Vitamin D 250mg, vitamin B1 300mg

Essential Oils: Clary Calm, Whisper

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OBE: Through the Screen

I had a very brief lucid-dream-to-OBE this morning.

Elevator Tube

I had been dreaming in vivid color of being taken down this elevator at intense speeds. What is odd is that the elevator was more like a tunnel-slide, similar to a water park tube slide where the top is open. Twice I got into the elevator. Twice I slide down the slide at such intense speeds that I held my breath and fought back fear.

The first time I went with the feeling, fear and all, and felt my energy body tingling from the experience. The landscape was hidden from me but others were with me and I felt safe.

The second time I saw the approach to the drop-off coming and knew what was about to happen. I saw spread out in front of me the most beautiful scene. The sky was an intense blue and there were all colors of the rainbow. I saw a patchwork countryside below and the elevator looked like a waterfall cascading down into this scene. It almost felt like I was in a cartoon the colors were so vivid and bright.

As I came to the drop-off point I detached from the me in the experience and pulled back as the Observer. I watched as I went down the tube. As I fell back I also felt different, as if I was dematerializing from the scene. The energy that was me was popping like popcorn and alive.

Through the Screen

There was a sense that I was dreaming throughout this experience and it came to me suddenly without warning that I was OOB. This likely was brought on by the strange popping energy I had which seemed almost like my energy was exploding outward like the sunspots on the sun.

As this realization hit me I was still removing myself from the experience and being the Observer. The elevator became smaller and smaller as did the scenery around it. It got to the point that I was viewing it on this large movie screen. This is when I began to take control of the experience.

I was sitting in a seat in the middle of a dark theater. On the screen was this beautiful place, still very vivid in color and playing out before me. When I took over, I moved out of the seat, stumbling over the seat in front of me which had been so dark I didn’t notice it. I moved toward the screen, getting right up close to it. My energy body was still popping and now ebbing and flowing as if it was going through a cycle. I recognized the energy, my energy, was sometimes low and not stable and I thought, “I am dreaming”.

At the screen now, I moved into it. Oddly, I felt myself blend with the screen. I became the screen for an instant and then I was through it.

On the other side I felt immobilized. My energy was still doing strange things and I felt to be powerless to stop it from doing whatever it was doing. I could see the vivid colors flashing in front of me with the popping, explosive cycling of my energy body. I knew I was in the beautiful scene but I could not move because of the strange cycling of my energy.

Within seconds of entering the scene I rushed back into my body. I was distinctly aware of my energy body in this process as it shook violently. The sensation took my breath away and I gasped for air as I awoke. My heart was pounding, skipping beats, and I still felt immobilized.

Factors Influencing Projection

Lucidity scale: 6

Intent stated?: Yes

Time to bed: 9pm

Time to wake: 6:30am

Meditation?: No

Physical Exercise?: None

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, Lavender (diffused)