My husband, David, has been experimenting with Astral Projection for a while now and even though I have known of OBEs for over 10 years, I never seriously attempted to envoke any such experience. It is not because I do not believe it is possible or because I am fearful of what I find. I have always known other planes of conciousness exist from personal experiences I have had in my past that had nothing to do with OBEs. Mostly have been from dreams or occurences in my every day life that were too out of the ordinary to be just coincidence.
David has been trying to get me experience what he has experienced for quite some time. But, having a 3 year old who wakes up about 2-4 times a night makes true relaxation somewhat difficult. I know he wants someone close to him to experience the same things so that our bond can become closer but my attempts have always been inturrupted by our child and then I am too tired to really try.
As David posted earlier , my daughter and I have been away from home since Wednesday. We have been staying with my mother 2 hours away helping her recoup from abdominal surgery. Her husband works and I decided to come help her out a few days until she was able to get around her apartment a little easier.
My mom and her husband live in a very small one bedroom apartment so Julia and I have been sleeping on her couch. Last night, after Julia fell asleep, I tossed and turned (as much as possible when you are sleeping on a recliner) until I finally went to sleep at 12 30 in the morning. I woke up several hours later around 3 AM and tried to go back to sleep and woke up again at about 4:30 AM when Julia got up and started to get upset when she thought she was alone in the room. After I calmed her down and put her back to bed, I attempted to fall asleep again.
It was at that time that I began to notice a tingling feeling in my fingers and toes. I attributed it to laying in the recliner and not having the best place to really stretch out. It continued to grow and I remember thinking to myself, ‘ Hmm I wonder if this is what it feels like when you begin to have an OBE’ . I decided to try what David had mentioned many times to me. I began to tell myself that I was going to get out of my body. I kept repeating that over and over and over, almost in a demanding, direct way. As soon as I thought that , for about 2 seconds I felt this overwhelming surge of energy begin at my feet and wash over my entire body. It traveled so quickly, it was not until after it was over me that I realized what it was.
Almost immediately after this surge of energy, I began to hear this rumbling sound in my ears. It was like nothing I had ever heard before. The best way to experience this phenomenon in waking life is to do this easy and fast experiement I learned in High School Human Anatomy class. Put your thumbs in your ears and clench your hands as tightly as you can. You will hear a faint rumbling noise that gets stronger the harder you clench your hands. The low rumbling noise is caused by the contraction of your forearm muscles. The sounds that you hear are very similar to what I heard last night but only they were much MUCH louder. I would say about 20 times louder. Loud enough to drown out the ticking of the clock and the chimes on my mother’s porch.
Once I heard that sound , I knew exactly what was going on. As soon as I became aware of what was occuring I began to get an image come in and out of focus. I did not know what it was at first but as I began to ask for clarity, the image began to come into clear focus. I saw a set of small orange hands on the wall and a yellow floating mass. I thought to myself ‘ This is that whole transparent eyelid thing!’ I cannot remember the exact term I had heard but I knew that was what I was experiencing. Then, for whatever reason I cannot explain I began to panic. I remembered the phenomenon of the “Observer” and I chickened out. I began to try to wake my body up and tried to wave my hands and arms to wake myself up. My eyes just popped open as if I had not been asleep at all. Then, I realized I had not moved my arms or hands at all. I can only assume I had moved my Astral arms and hands as my hands and arms were rested just as I had left them.
The first thing I did was sit up and look around the living room to see if I could identify these mysertious orange hands and yellow floating mass. I looked across the room and realized what I had been seeing. The orange hands were an art project my nephew had done for my mother where he imprinted his hands on a paper with that traditional “Handprints” poem that almost all of us at one point in our childhood have done for our parents or grandparents.
The yellow floating mass was nothing more then the yellow smiley face balloon attached to the flower arrangement my mother’s co-workers had given to her for a “Get well soon” gift while she was in the hospital.
After all was said and done, I was rather dissapointed with myself. I had allowed fear of the unknown to get the best of me at such a critical turning point! Goes to show me that even though we may say we accept the idea of other astral planes and the ability to experience them, when it comes to actually doing it yourself, you dont know how you will react.
This accidental experience has peaked my curiousity. I think it is safe to say that I will be attempting to recreate my experience in the future. And next time, maybe I wont chicken out!
Emmy Mathis Astral Projection Astral Projection, Lucid Dreams
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