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Monday, May 28, 2012
My OOB experiences have been less frequent than usual, likely due to my lack of focus on making this a priority in my life at this time. However, I am thrilled to know I still can get out and enjoy that freedom and fun that each realization of being out of body brings me.
I had decided prior to bedtime to do the WBTB method as usual, and this time try to meet up with a good friend who lives overseas. He also has been getting OOB more frequently, and so I thought maybe I could connect with him.
I found myself out twice last night, with the first time a bit unusual in that I felt I had not even finished my induction visualizations when I realized my legs were already floating! I felt like I was still wide awake but knew enough to not bother to analyze this floating situation, so I just acted on it.
Instead of rolling out as usual, I decided to ‘follow my legs’ and gently floated the rest of my body straight up and to the ceiling! Once there, I wanted to be outside immediately and so headed directly out the sliding door nearby.
I could feel the cool crisp nighttime air and used the affirmations ‘clarity now!’ and ‘awareness now’ to clear up any remaining ‘fog’ in my thinking. I remember flying over the porch railing and out over the yard below. I flew up high with such happiness as I was SO enjoying this freedom of flight!
I see below me the forests and rolling hills and up ahead I noticed a cityscape, lit up in wondrous colors against the nighttime sky. Before I get to the city, I swoop down near the ground and roll over on my back, face up, surprised to now feel gentle ‘pings’ of rain hitting my body and face. I wonder if it’s really raining ‘in real life’, but don’t think too much more of it, just enjoying the sensations.
I fly to the city, and find myself stopping in front of one particular house and assume I’m supposed to meet someone here. I started climbing up the little hill that is just in front of it and as I get to the top, I see a young boy walking down the driveway towards me.
I feel like I need to get his attention and so I pick up a small stick and throw it at his feet. He stops, looks at me (or at least in my direction) and I ask, ‘Who are you?’ I get the feeling he is slightly fearful, unsure of what to do next, and I’m not even sure he actually saw me or just felt the stick hit his legs.
I was a bit disappointed to realize at this point I had that ‘pullback’ sensation and quickly found myself back in bed.
I was determined to get out again, and this time to remember my intention to meet up with my friend. I was thrilled to realize after a short time that once again I felt the slight buzzing and moved to the door after rolling out.
Again, I rolled over on my back to gaze up at the billions and billions of beautiful stars twinkling above me, in awe of such beauty and the massive number that I could see while OOB. It was at this point I remember I wanted to meet my friend (and I’m now thinking it may have been these stars that signaled this memory, as we talk a lot about his love for astronomy and how beautiful the stars and galaxies are when seen through his telescopes.)
So I now know what I want to do, and I am determined to get there. Floating gently and slowly, I realize I must do something to move faster and so shout out loudly “To (his name)!” a few times, and I emphasize each word with emotion to see if that will move me faster. It almost felt as if I screamed this affirmation out loud, there was so much energy put into it!
I was please to feel myself moving, faster and faster, and soon was within a silver tunnel that had beautiful colors swirling around within it. (This was a first for me, as most times the tunnel is black and dark as I move from one area to another). I was comforted to hear the ‘roaring’ sound that always accompanies this movement, and as I neared the end of the tunnel, I could see it open up into a forested area.
I landed on a well-worn dirt pathway that had trees along both sides of the road creating a canopy of leaves overhead. Looking down the road, I see my friend walking briskly toward me, accompanied by two dogs that are running on ahead. I’m thrilled, as this is a likely scene to find him in as he frequently takes long hikes through mountains and forests.
I’m a bit confused at first, because I know he has only one dog and I definitely see two, both short-haired and of similar size and color. I don’t question it then, but in hindsight, I realize that it could likely have been his beloved dog Tigger who passed on previously who was accompanying him and his current dog Ruby on the walk.
I didn’t get a good look at them because just as I was calling out his name, the dogs turned around to follow him as he veered off to a trail that went in another direction! I remember hollering after him to not leave me just as I got there!
I decide to follow him and after a slight transition in scenes, I watch as he goes into this building that is not his house. It’s a workshop of sorts and I’m desperately trying to find out what he’s doing there. He is just not paying any attention to me, even as I swoop very close and yell, ‘can you hear me?’
I turn to a woman who is next to me as ask her, “why can’t he hear me?” and she starts rambling on about something that didn’t relate to my question and made no sense at all. I said ‘thank you’ and moved on, now realizing I was in some sort of ‘astral city’ where many people go when OOB.
Looking around, I see all sorts of people all busy building and constructing things, collecting their tools and getting supplies to create what they wish. My friend was in his glory, searching for the best wood and tools to put together something he was intent on building. I even saw my brother there, also working diligently building something with deep intent and joy.
I had the feeling that whatever you wanted to create was allowed here, as everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves yet oblivious to any other activity than what they were intent on working on. I remember watching one group of people in another area collect items for an excursion of some kind, getting lifejackets and boats together for a group adventure.
The only other memory of this experience I had was being with two girls who had created some sort of dietary ‘supplement’ that was supposed to give you energy and they wanted me to try it. I was resistant because it looked like small round white filament type spikes that I felt could harm me if I ingested it.
The experience ends at this point, and although I was a bit disappointed that my friend didn’t acknowledge me, I at least felt comforted that I had the conscious recall while OOB of what I had set out to do and had another magnificent time flying so freely!
at 8:46 PM
Thursday, May 17, 2012
17 May 2012
It’s been a rough few weeks for me as many of you know with health issues and many other personal issues that present as ‘bumps’ in the road of life right now. Because of this emotional and physical turmoil at times, my OOB experiences have been less than normal in both frequency and content.
However, about a week ago I had an experience meeting someone who had passed that I will share with you now along with last night’s experience that had a few symbolic images, as well as an interesting turn of events.
Last week’s experience was a full OBE with much clarity and control, and I so enjoying getting out again! I woke in full awareness that I could just roll out of body, which I did with ease. My bedroom was so clear and I effortlessly floated out of the room and down the stairs.
My vision was perfect, the house looked just as it does, and I remember making things even better by using ALL my affirmations at some point, including ‘clarity now!’, ‘vision now!’ and even ‘awareness now!’.
Giving a little jump and flip off the stairs into the living room, I was so thrilled to be out again! I wondered if I could just pass through the floor into the basement and started to do so, but realizing it was rather dark down there, I decided I’d better do something worthwhile.
I affirmed, ‘Take me to where I need to be!’ and at that point, was drawn into the wall by the fireplace. I passed through the wall VERY slowly, feeling every bit of the change in texture, almost thinking that I might not be able to get through it without suffocating.
As I passed through the wall, instead of outdoors, I found myself in what felt to be a ‘another life’ in this same house, where there was a celebration of some sort going on. All my family members were there having a grand time, happy and boisterous, sharing food and drink and good times.
However, I somehow felt ‘left out’ once I saw my sister and her fiancé there and how happy they were. Knowing I was alone without a partner, I felt envious of their loving relationship and I became aware of being of ‘two’ minds. I was this current OOB Karen, able to read the thoughts and feelings of this other Karen who knew she was missing out on the ‘fun’ here because I/she was allowing our mood to be colored by this feeling of ‘poor me’ and ‘pity me’ that I/we were experiencing. I was moping around, not wanting to celebrate because I/we did not have what I perceived others to have.
It was rather confusing to be of ‘two’ minds, yet I knew somehow this was part of ‘me’ and yet not part of me. I feel likely there was a lesson here for me, especially pertaining to current life events.
My next memory was of a transition back to the bedroom as it really is, and seeing an older gentleman in the corner of the room. He told me he was a friend of my son, his name was Oceania, and he was a sailor. He had a thin beard, wore a sailor’s cap and jovially proceeded to share his many ‘tales of the sea’ with me.
At some point, we started to discuss the topic of where he’s at, as he’s telling me how great it was when he first got ‘here’, because he remembered how bad his physical life was. He’s now not sure this is as good a place as he needs to be in anymore. He feels maybe there is more to do elsewhere, and it was here that I knew I was to help him move on. I know I told him there is always something more to do and that he can move on if he wished. Memories are very limited as to exactly what happened because as you will read next, a false awakening that followed limited my recollections once again.
It was right after this experience that I felt someone actually under me in the bed I was lying in! Seeing the blankets all messed up, I thought it was those, but then realized it was my daughter who had come into the bed with me! (In actuality my daughter is 2000 miles away in California).
She tells me she wanted to surprise me and come home and she was exhausted from racing home to be with me. I thought it was strange to have her here, but also knew I had just had this Oceania meeting and wanted to get it recorded.
So I told her, “We can talk more after I get this last experience recorded” and proceed to turn on the recorder. Realizing that the recorder wasn’t working (a signal that I’m not fully awake), I forced myself to ‘pull back’ to a lighter awareness, and proceeded once again to record all about Oceania.
Again, I realized things weren’t working right, and so had to pull back one more time, this time to full wakefulness where I could record successfully but also realizing that my daughter really wasn’t in the bed with me!
These false awakenings always are so frustrating as I seem to know that they are somehow meant to deter me from having full memory recall of whatever I just experienced.
Last night’s experience was similar in some respects to this false awakening, but the first two memories of lucidity that night were more symbolic I believe. First, I remember walking into a gym like building where I had ‘worked out’ many times before. I had not been here in a long time and was greeted as I entered by a woman who hollered out “Hi, happy to see you again!” as I entered.
Once inside, I could see grass growing up where I used to work out, indicating I hadn’t been there in a while and was long overdue. I know it felt good to be back, but what I was doing I have no clue!
Another recall involved what I called ‘astral vision’ as I knew I was fully awake and in bed, but watching scenes roll past that I was a part of. I don’t remember much except seeing many different places I had lived, including one with buildings that were ravaged by war.
In this last experience, I became lucid when I felt someone ‘physically’ climb over me to get into the bed alongside me! Again it was my daughter! However, this time I was lucid enough to know that it was not ‘real’, and I start talking to her and telling her things like, “Are you going to remember you are here with me?….Are you here because there is something you need to tell me?......”Did you know you are dreaming right now?' (as I knew I was OOB in bed since she is still in California).
While I”m trying to find out what 'message' she had for me by being there.....she starts talking to me…and she was able to turn the tables and convince ME that it wasn't a dream, that she was really right there!!!
She was being silly like she sometimes does, laughing and having fun and even had me 'feel' her leg to prove she was physically there. I swear I could physically feel her leg! She playfully covered her head with the blankets, and even started to sneeze, but stopped.
I was so confused and I thought, 'Wow, maybe you ARE here! So how and when did you get home?” I now thought maybe I was wrong and that she WAS really home! She was laughingly having fun with my confusion and it was such a surprise to me when I woke fully and saw she WASN'T really there!!!
I will say that my daughter IS due to come home to stay with me by the end of June when her husband deploys, so perhaps that is part of the reason I was so easily convinced that she was truly here!
at 9:43 AM