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Lucid to OBE: Where’s My Head?

I took 100mg of B6 last night before bed just to see if it would do anything since last time I had a lucid dream that turned into several OBEs. Well, it worked! Unfortunately, I don’t recall everything as there are some blank spots in between very vivid OBEs. When I woke up my guide informed me that I was OOB for 75 minutes and that I had 6 OBEs. I didn’t ask but I had wondered briefly how long I had been asleep.

All it took for me to go OOB was to request it. I love my Team!

Lucid to OBE: Where’s My Head?

Prior to this experience I had a lucid dream that turned into an OBE but I have forgotten it now. I recall only that the environment I was in was very shifty and dark and that I felt the vibrations of exit and re-entry.

I became very lucid after exiting my body. I found myself in my bedroom but it was not in this reality. I got out of bed and looked around. I saw a light coming from the hallway. Briefly I recall seeing a gray cat and my son, but can’t recall what I did with them. I believe I kicked the cat away from me as it purred and rubbed up against my leg.

I went toward the light and saw that it came from a bathroom. The door was closed so I pushed it open and went inside. It was a muted brightness when I went in. I recall thinking, “It will be too bright” so I think I muted it, worried it would hurt my eyes.

There was a bathtub in front of me with toilet next to it and a long vanity mirror next to that, both to my left. I felt the light was not too much and so allowed the room to fully illuminate. I saw sparkles in the golden air that moved and glittered. It was like the light was alive!

I noticed I was standing right in front of the mirror so I turned to take a look at myself. I was giddy for some reason, just very happy and in high spirits. I remember speaking aloud saying, “Oh, there I am! Hi!” I looked at my lower body and saw that it was shifty like the rest of the space I was in. I stabilized it but saw the mirror was not smooth but warped a bit.

I decided to look at my face but was surprised to find I had no head! I said, “Oh! I don’t have a head!” This made me laugh for some reason. Not concerned, I simply thought my head back and there it appeared in the mirror. I said aloud, “That’s better!” The image of the woman in the mirror did not, however, look like I do now. She was similar but not exactly right. I didn’t really care and accepted the image as me without question, yet a part of me retained the image wondering who exactly I was seeing.

OBE: Christmas Room

Yet again I had an OBE that I do not recall completely that led to this one. In this one I was walking down a hallway in the house attached to the bedroom of the other one (all my OBEs were in this house). There was again the shifty, darkness until I got to a room. When I went into the room it was fully illuminated.

Inside I was pleased to discover a large living area completely decked out in Christmas decorations. There were ribbons and wreaths, trees and ornaments. It was dazzling and beautiful! I saw the room was quite large, too, and walked the length of it. I do recall seeing at one end a man watching me but I looked the other way and said, “This is like how I would decorate for Christmas if I could afford it!” I thought for sure I had entered into some very rich person’s house.

There was interaction here with the man who I saw but it gets hazy. I remember seeing him and talking with him for some time. He was with a shorter, dark haired woman who I seemed to like a lot. The man was taller than me, had sandy-blonde hair and seemed older, maybe mid-40s. He had blue eyes that seemed to sparkle.

At one point in the middle of our conversation I stopped and said to him, “How do I know you? What is your name?” I don’t remember now if he gave me a name but he told me, “I was there when you went to the dentist, remember? I have silver teeth”. He showed me his teeth and I was like, “Oh yeah. I remember”, but I didn’t remember.

I hugged him and felt a familiar energy from him. I said to him, “I’m sorry. I’m married” and pulled away.

I wandered around for a bit, looking at things and saw that there was nothing personal in this Christmas room. I said aloud, “This can’t be real. There is nothing personal here” as I fiddled with a nondescript, silver toy car.

OBE: Room 340

There was a shift back into my body then and then I went back out. This time I was in an office environment. The dark haired woman was there as was the blonde man. I told the blonde man that I wanted to be with the dark haired woman. Then I propositioned her, “Do you want to?” She said, “Sure!” Surprised, I followed her.

We walked around inside this office looking for a private space. I stopped an asked someone, “Is there an open office we could use?” She said, “No they are all full”. The dark haired woman said, “Is there maybe an open internet room?” The woman said, “Yes but hurry. Room 340“. She pointed to the right.

We went to the room but the walls were all only half walls. I was concerned about privacy and one wall fell down completely.

Then I lost lucidity for a while and found myself back in the bedroom. I remember thinking I should find my husband but deciding I did not want to bother waking up to do so. I chose to return to the OBE instead but the woman was gone. I remember being in our bed and my middle son being there asleep next to my husband. I also recall I was holding a bowl of cereal (lol) and that I gave it to my son.

I remember seeing another cat then and being irritated by it. I went out the window and felt the brisk night air but felt it was not allowed. I do remember seeing a very bright, white light amid the stars and thinking it was the moon. My memory says it was not the moon, though. I honestly don’t know what it was.

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Lucid to OBE: Sometimes You Want Cereal

After noting a friend’s success at using B-Complex to induce a lucid dream, I decided to try taking it right before bed.

I use to take B-Complex every night before bed but it began to interrupt my sleep, so I stopped. No surprise, it interrupted my sleep! I woke every 2 hours, each time looking at the clock and swearing I had slept an entire night. Upon my last waking at 4am I pleaded with my guides. “Please let me at least get something out of this. At least a lucid dream?”

Wish granted.

Becoming Lucid: Old Flame in my Bed!

I became aware of a man in my bed. I turned and saw it was an ex-boyfriend!

Brief Explanation – This relationship had been like no other. There was an awesome chemistry – a chemistry that turned me into some kind of sex-crazed idiot (not joking!). in 2003 I had asked my guide to send him. I wanted to experience such a chemistry. Did I ever get it! I also experienced for the first and only time in my life the worse jealousy ever! I wish it on no one!

Dream

Noting who was in my bed, I slid out and looked at him. He looked as I remembered and I remembered A LOT! I did not touch him. Instead I was conversing with my guide. I knew a part of me was observing and that this was a rendering of my subconscious. I remember saying, “I wish I felt like that again!”

A woman I did not know came into the room and began to play with his male part. I got furious and yelled at her saying, “This is the only time I get to see him! You get him all the time! Get out!”. She left.

I then conversed some more with my guide who I didn’t see but knew was there. I remember wearing a belt and taking it and all my clothes off. I talked as I went outside the bedroom, which was my old room at my Mom’s house. There was a staircase going up. I walked up it but it suddenly collapsed upon itself and I slid down to the bottom. There was another staircase coming down and it was chained off – unsafe. I remember hearing from my guide that I could not go up until it was repaired. Looking back on it, I understand. It would have led me to higher levels and I was not yet ready to go there.

I went into my Mom’s bathroom and noted it was misshapen. The room stretched and moved with me in it. I felt like I was tripping! The golden color of the bathroom and the misplacement of the furniture began to bring on lucidity. I began looking for a ponytail holder and the drawers were too clean and organized. Then I knew: I was dreaming!

OBE: Can’t Breathe!

Feeling my body, I exited quickly and found myself in a dark, enclosed space. I suddenly felt I could not breathe and noticed that I was enclosed inside a fabric bag of some sort. I could see a tiny, pinprick of white light through a corner of it – a buttonhole! The claustrophobia was so real! I squelched the panic and told myself it was my fear doing this. I did not want this experience!

OBE: Sometimes You Want Cereal

Immediately the room disappeared and I was in my body feeling vibrations. I exited in one fluid motion and found myself in a dark room full of shadows. To my left there was a golden light and as I looked I saw it was coming from an entire wall of windows. They were shuttered but still the light shown through. I knew I needed to go out there!

I pushed through one of the shuttered windows and went outside. I found myself in my mother’s front yard looking out on many cars parked along the road. I remember thinking, “It’s not bright enough out here!” It was twilight, so there was light but it was muted.

As if to continue the lucid dream, I thought, “There’s a party. That makes sense. He liked parties”. I began to search for his vehicle. I saw an old, white 1970 Ford pickup. Inside was sitting a middle-aged man with a salt-and-pepper beard. I knew him!

I went up to the pickup and felt my middle son lagging behind me. When I saw the man he got out of the truck. He was beautiful despite being “older”. He reminded me of someone but I could not place him.

I asked him and my son, “Do you want to fly?” I reached out and grabbed both their hand’s. As we lifted up, I turned to the man and hugged him tightly. Then I thought, “What’s his name?” I heard an answer in my mind, “Robert”. I had asked my question aloud – “What’s your name?” – when I thought it and the man responded, “Robert” right after I heard it in my mind.

Happy that I had met Robert (my guide), we soared up into the sky. As I felt us rise, my vision blacked out but I was talking to Robert. I wondered, “Why was I dreaming about my ex? Why don’t I want to be with my husband?”

I then saw in my mind an image of a bowl of oatmeal. I stirred it with a spoon but did not want to eat it. Robert said to me, “Sometimes, when all you’ve had is oatmeal, you want cereal”. LOL (Still laughing about this comment).

OBE: It’s Your Birthday!

I felt the subtle vibrations of my body and willed myself back. This time I found myself standing in front of the hallway bathroom looking at my ex. The door was open and he didn’t have a shirt on. I walked up to him and realized I was holding a bowl of cereal (ha!). He turned and his face was covered in white powder. I handed him the bowl of cereal and he took it.

Then we went into the kitchen. There was a Simpson’s toy contraption on the table and I found out he had gotten it for me. I kept watching him and thinking that he had come to see me after all these years. I wished he would stay but felt nothing for him – no love, no desire, nothing. It is foggy now but I recall recognizing his selfishness and that I didn’t like that about him.

Then my Mom presented me with a sequined, silver and black, sleeveless jacket. I oo’d and aw’ed when I saw it and I heard my ex say, “Isn’t that kind of cheap?” I remember then that he would never allow me to appear “slutty”. He was very worried about appearances yet he wanted a slut as his girlfriend. I was not like that and never would have been happy with him. He would have sought to control me in every way.

My Mom mentioned it was my birthday and this confused me. “It’s not my birthday”, I said. She said, “Isn’t it?” I recall being a bit confused here and trying to decide which birthday was my birthday. She asked me, “When is your birthday? I forgot”. I said, “July 3rd” but I knew in “reality” my birthday was a whole month later.

It was then suggested that we go fishing. Me, my ex, and my two oldest children flew out the back window to a large lake. We landed on its banks and I saw the white bones of some kind of animal. It had died there. I saw also that I could see right to the bottom of the dark waters. I cautioned all of them, “Be still, the fish will see you!”

As my ex fished, my children began to ride their bikes over the water. I thought, “He’s never going to catch anything if the lake is that shallow”.

Considerations

This experience was interesting. It was like I was watching my dream as the observer. The lucid dream was interesting. The bathroom warping like that was the coolest! I felt like I was looking into one of those carnival mirrors but actually IN it!

The realizations I had were included in the account. I was contemplating an issue I have been having – feeling more like my husband’s friend than his lover. I actually am happy the way it is – it is comfortable. Yet in the dream I am exploring another part of me, one that wants more and wants to create that in my life. I looked back on an old relationship and recognized it was not what I wanted – how it could have been. I even think that I returned to an alternate life, one in which I made different choices.

The last part about the lake is the perfect description of my relationship with my ex. It is dead. He was too shallow for me.

I also can’t stop laughing about Robert’s comment! I also won’t forget his face. So handsome and familiar.

I want to add that meeting up with him allowed me to compare how Robert feels to how E’Fonin feels. They are VERY different. Robert communicates to me from the right. His communication is subtle and comfortable. E’Fonin communicates from all around – it is as if he surrounds me completely. And he feels HUGE and magnificent, like I am being visited by God or an Angel. His presence seems announced in such a way that I am instantly attentive. He cannot be ignored as easily as Robert. And the energy that comes with E’Fonin is beautiful. I want to melt into my bed. They are SO different!

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Lucid to OBE: Holding My Hand

As I meditated last night, I asked to either astral project or lucid dream. I knew instantly it would happen and was pleased. It has been a long time since I have done either.

Lucid to OBE: Holding My Hand

I woke in the early morning hours. It was still dark outside so rather than get up I rolled over on my left side and focused on my third-eye which was buzzing with energy. I had many thoughts in my mind making it difficult to relax. I remember hearing that I needed to relax and clear my mind.

The next thing I knew I was very aware of laying in my bed spooning with another person. I could feel their body snug up against mine and it was comforting.

I knew instantly I was OOB because this person I was with was not my husband (he was already awake). There was an electrical energy that was present which also alerted me to this fact.

My mind was a swirl of thoughts – communication between myself and another which I cannot remember now but I know was occurring. I felt a large, masculine hand reach out and gently take my hand. I felt my fingers interlace between his and squeeze. I was not alone.

The act of holding hands caused my awareness to peak and I began to look around and try to gather information about where I was. Unfortunately, all I saw was a gray, shifty haze that seemed to jump if I focused upon it. I was able to recognize I was not in my own bedroom. Where was I?

I felt the familiar pull back to my body and the energy seemed to hit me with more force than usual. I felt my body and knew I could return, so I withdrew from the front of my mind and fell back into thoughtlessness.

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Again, I could feel myself spooning with this man but I was also aware that there was another person in bed with me, a female. I did not spoon with her but kept thinking that the man and the woman were people who I converse with online. I called them by name and talk to them as if they were there but I did not see either of them. Why I did this, I am not sure but I remember thinking that I needed to tell them I had been with them while OOB.

These thoughts occurred simultaneously with other thoughts, thoughts that were conversations with someone else. I was being reminded to observe and to allow the experience to show me what I needed to see.

I could feel my awareness increasing and decreasing. It ebbed and flowed as I tried to maintain a balance, one that would allow me to remain the observer and not take too much control of the experience. I recall in one heightened moment of lucidity that I could feel the body spooning with me with such intensity that I momentarily forgot I was OOB and thought it was real. This made me too lucid and I had to fight to gain control of myself to remain OOB.

Eventually, I got up out of the bed and began to explore my environment. My vision was still shifty and all gray so I knew I needed to raise my vibration. I began to sing as I flew toward the front of a familiar house. I believe I was in a house I use to share with my ex-husband when we lived in college housing in Montana! I could see the door ahead of me and there was light shining through the windows. I knew if I could get there that I could free myself of this heavy environment.

There was then a recognition that I had done something wrong. I had taken control of the the experience when it was made clear that my only job was to observe it, to allow it to show me something. I was not reprimanded or anything. It’s not like that. I was more of a, “Oh shoot. I forgot!” feeling as I got the message.

Time to Rest

I was pulled very quickly back to my body. As this occurred I received information about the veil between the Earth and the other dimensions or layers surrounding it. The veil was thinner than normal. It was not a good idea at this time for me to explore these areas. It was my time to “rest”.

I was able to gain information about why it was not a good idea for me to travel outside my body right now while many others are able to. It has something to do with my vibration level and the vibration of my physical body as well as the vibration level of the surrounding dimensions or layers. I was told that my physical body is being attuned, its vibration raised in order to incorporate a higher vibration. Leaving my body to explore the astral realms could interrupt the process.

I am shown in my mind a tuning fork and the ripples the sound makes as it travels away from the fork. Then I am shown a disturbance in the ripple. This disturbance is what would happen if I were to astral right now.

I’m not sure what would happen if such a disturbance occurred but I trust my guides in this. There is always a good reason even if I do not understand it.

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Aborted OBE and Messages

Upon waking this morning yet again at a very early hour, I called out to my Team to please help me understand all that had been transpiring over the past few days.

This is what I was told:

  • There is currently a “transmission” being received. I am “processing” this transmission.

I actually received this message more than once. There was simply the word “transmission” followed by a visual of the Earth and space implying this transmission was in the form of energy. I connected it immediately to “Wave X”.

  • My role now is to wait and observe; to be patient and open to the changes coming.

I received this message via a song: All We Are by One Republic. Specifically this part of the song:

We won’t say our goodbyes
You know it’s better that way
We won’t break, we won’t die
It’s just a moment of change

Aborted OBE

This morning I asked to either astral project or lucid dream. I was granted the lucid dream option but kept gaining too much lucidity, ultimately exiting my body and being told, “No” and coming right back into it. The message was that I needed to observe what I was being shown while in the lucid dream.

While in the lucid state I was shown a letter written by me from when I was the age of 5. I read the letter aloud in the dream and was astonished by what it said. Though I cannot remember it word for word now, I recall the what it was about. I was recounting contact with my Team when I was 5 years old. In it I was explaining to the reader how this contact was made and how I was to not remember it until a later date.

I came out of this lucid experience quite suddenly from the shock of reading it. I immediately felt the memory of it fade, like it was not really me, yet I knew it was and that it had happened. The conclusion I drew was that I had been “contacted” at that time to prepare me for later periods of similar contact. I had a strange sensation with this memory that part of me rejected. I still do not remember the specifics of the letter but I know how it made me feel.

Empty Plate

As I continued to experience the lucid state I kept seeing a repeating picture of an empty plate. Sometimes it would have the remains of food on it such as chicken bones and pieces of salad. Other times it would be empty except for some crumbs. I came out of these lucid states remembering dreams that I had long forgotten from this week, dreams where I was walking around holding empty plates and not putting food back on them.

Shoes

I had a brief vision of a pair of small, white tennis shoes hung up on a hook. With it came the feeling of preparing to die. It shook me so much that I came back to full awareness questioning the vision. I received no answer except an urge from within to focus on my heart center, which I did automatically. I immediately experienced a wave of calm that radiated out from my core and I no longer cared about the vision I received.

Lost Memory

I had upon waking a memory of another conversation and written message. The memory was of seeing the planet Earth and discussing a technological tool that would help or hinder those who used it. In other words it could be a tool to help if used properly, or a tool of destruction if used improperly.

When I awoke I was mentally calling this tool by a name and I repeated it several times in an attempt to remember it. Unfortunately, all that remains now is a visual of this “tool” and the name and purpose of it is lost to me. I also recall being very excited about this tool and its potential to help mankind.

A Star Will Be Seen

I had a vision of a large and brilliantly white star in the sky. What was peculiar about the star was that it could be seen in broad daylight. Along with the vision I knew it marked the beginning of something. When I later asked if I was going to see it, I felt I would not. When I asked why, I was told it would be over Bermuda. I wonder if it has anything to do with the Bermuda triangle?

Starseed Origins

Finally, I am being asked to remember my Starseed origins and the experiences I had in May.

The specific memory I keep having from May is of an OBE in which I met my Council and a member of my group who had recently taken her life and prematurely left her incarnation. I had touched her face and said, “You are real. You feel real”, as if I was trying to convince myself that she was still very much real to me. Some hours after this OBE I was hit with the most anguish I have ever felt in this life. It felt like a part of me had been ripped out of me and I grieved heavily for about an hour. I was barely able to function. The grief was incapacitating.

As for my Starseed origins, I am receiving the memory of it and then questioning it, always returning to the knowing that it is Truth. Specifically, I keep returning to the fact that I have been in stasis. I Know this is fact and I wonder to myself, “How long have I been in stasis? I remember so many past lives on Earth. Have I been in stasis all this time? Did I get caught up in the reincarnation cycle and forget my true purpose here? Is that why I have so many lives?”

There is along with these memories of who I am a feeling that I am suppose to do something. It is not quite a nagging feeling, but more of a knowing feeling. It is as if a part of me is trying to come out but is waiting for the right time. And all the while I am writing this, I have a warmth spreading out from my heart chakra.

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Three OBEs: Trying to Create a Portal

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

OBE: Search for Clarity

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

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

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

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

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

OBE: Who’s Dead?

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

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

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

OBE: Trying to Create a Portal

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

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

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

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

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OBEs: Dead Sister and List

OBE: Dead Sister

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

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

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

OBE: List

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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OBE: Planted Heads

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

OBE: Planted Heads

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Afterwards

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

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

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OBEs: Floating on Water

As I lay on my back as instructed, I found myself in the in-between having a conversation with my Companion. I didn’t see him, but I could clearly hear what we were saying and I was very aware of what I said. I remember knowing very well what I was saying as I spoke to him about the woman who I had just seen with the little girl. The woman was the little girl’s caretaker and I called her, “Corilla”. I remember that she was standing next to me, but I all I remember about her was that she was blonde.

At the same time I was talking with my Companion I could hear my children playing in the background. This clued me into the fact that I could exit my body. It appeared I received the go ahead to do so at that time and so I took the chance and moved my body toward the corner of the bedroom.

OBE 1

I felt my arms and legs detach but I was unsure if I was really OOB for some reason. It felt very real and my mind was of two aspects. I felt I needed to merge the two in order to proceed but was unable to focus my thoughts well for some reason. I saw that the room was shifty and in grays and whites and so I began to move toward the door and out of the room. What is funny is that I was in the computer room, not my bedroom.

I lifted myself into the air, a mass of rolling energy, and flew down the stairs. My energy was not strong, so I looked down at my hands to gain clarity. I saw them, though they were blurry. I looked down and saw the wood of the stairs clearly and then rushed toward the door. My intent was to get to the front door and outside as fast as I could.

My momentum slowed as I re-entered my body. I heard my Companion ask me, “Why were you going outside? What was your intent?”

I said, “I wanted to go into the water”, and I imagined myself floating on tropical waters under the sun. To me, at this time, this destination seemed appropriate.

OBE 2: Floating on Water

With that, I felt I could exit again and so I did, this time rising up vertically out of my body and away. I immediately began singing aloud and felt my energy lighten.

There was a string of doubt that rushed into my mind at this time. “What if I don’t find the water?” I pushed the thought down and sang more loudly, intent on creating the water in which to float blissfully.

As I sang and floated in the darkness I began to feel the energy shifting and soon found myself floating in warm water. I could feel the waves and the buoyancy of my body floating among them. It was wonderful and I sang even more loudly as I prepared to open my eyes and take in the scenery.

Then another thought came into my mind. “What if I drown?!” This though I knew would destroy my projection and I banished it as soon as it came. I continued to sing and float, enjoying the moment.

Unfortunately, the thought of drowning came back as I attempted to open my eyes. I came back into my body hearing my Companion say, “You must control your thoughts”.

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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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OBE: Visiting My Ship

This is a continuation from the last post.

I again found myself superimposed over my body but I felt buzzing energy around my head especially right behind my ears. My guide was close and pictures were flashing in front of my eyes. It was as if I were watching a movie screen that was projected just slightly in front of me on a circular screen. They were not hypnagogic images. I was scanning places I could go, as if seeing into different timelines.

Then I heard my guide say, “Remember who you are”.

The scenes suddenly slowed and one scene came into the forefront. I felt sucked in close to it, as if I were traveling down a tunnel very fast. In front of me I saw a lone pick-up truck parked in a parking lot by itself. It was a four-wheel drive, expanded cab, and something about it was familiar. I resisted going toward it, though. I knew this truck was connected to another “me” and there was a rejection from a part of me that this other “me” even existed. It pulled me back from the scene as the part that was accepting pulled me toward it.

There was a brief pause and the truck seemed frozen in my vision as I realized I was being shown something. I heard my guide say, “Let go”. I then became very aware of my lower three chakras buzzing.

Knowing he was right, I focused on letting go and allowing myself to be shown whatever it was that my Higher Self wanted me to see. I wanted desperately to not resist but that part of me was quite strong and fearful. She did not want to be shown what was coming. “We” both knew what it was.

OBE: Visiting My Ship

My vision was on and off as the scene shifted and I shifted with it. This is where it gets weird. I am calling this an OBE for lack of a better word but the experience is so different that I really don’t know if the term applies. It felt similar to being in-between but also felt like an OBE and like a lucid dream. In a way it was also like I was receiving a vision except that it was one in which I interacted.

I knew the instant the shift occurred that I had gone aboard a ship somewhere in the middle of the universe. It was at “port” but I am not sure where. Since I did not want to fully embrace this knowingness, my vision would come on suddenly and then be turned off by the part of me that did not want to see. I was fully aware of this, though, and so when I was able to see I took it in eagerly and the memories are vivid.

All along there was a guide. She met me when I “boarded” the ship and spoke with me the entire time I was there. She welcomed me and explained to me what was occurring. She said, “As you can see, we are in the process of preparing”. I then clearly saw the entire space I was in. The walls were of a metal that was nearly white and it was quite shiny and bright. The space was vast but very obviously some kind of laboratory. I could see tables made of the same shiny metal and where this metal was not there was a bright white material.

I saw clearly a flat, metal bed similar to an operating table but it was not where any operations occurred. A man dressed in white (or maybe he was white as I don’t recall clothing) was laying on the table. He was elevated from the waist up but there was nothing under him keeping him up. He just seemed to be floating there.

What is strange here, and it caused me concern, is that he had two beams of bright, neon blue light shooting from somewhere directly into both his eyes. When I saw this the woman said, “We have been doing reparations to the teleport”. I knew the teleport was what I was looking at but I wondered about the term “teleport”. Teleport to where? Where am I?

I knew where I was and a part of me completely rejected it. The woman, who I never saw, continued to talk as if she knew me. It felt that I was to be spending time here and that I may have spent time there in the past. I knew we were at port and this continued to bother me. Memories of the encounter I had as a child interrupted my thoughts. I could not focus on the experience because of the fear.

I pulled my energy out of the scene and back into my body. Like I said, the experience is an unusual one but I clearly had my energy somewhere else. It was not in my body.

My guide was close as I disconnected and I heard the woman saying to me, “We will be here when you come back”. She was so very pleasant and calm. Who was she?

My head was buzzing with the energy helmet and my third eye was wide open. A little worried, I asked my guide, “Was that real or was I making it up?” He reminded me to focus on my heart. I did and felt instantly calmed. Then, I didn’t care if it was real or not. I knew, though, that there were many, many more “me’s” out there. This saddened me. I wondered to my guide, “Does this mean that when I leave this life that I will just go into one of those other lives/me’s?”

He said, “No”.

I worried he was lying. If he was, then I felt I would never escape.

I remembered the blue light going into the man’s eyes and worried it was trapping him, immobilizing him in whatever array of pictures it was presenting to him. How do I escape the pictures? What is there if there are not pictures? Why don’t I remember?

I was reassured that I would remember. I then knew this whole experience had been initiated by my guide saying, “Remember who you are”. I asked if this was a trigger word and knew it was. I then wondered why I would need one and the questions just kept coming.

Eventually I fell asleep and had a disturbing dream in which I got very angry. The dream invovled the third chakra and heart chakra. I am being asked to let go of control, to trust that all will be okay.