This morning after the third time to pee around 5am, I was disgruntled. I was exhausted and completely frustrated with all the peeeeeing and waking up. When I climbed back into bed, I knew I was going to be awake for a while. Erik got up and went to work around 6, and I finally felt myself getting sleepy around 6:30. I knew an OBE was in the works. I could feel it. For the first time in a long time, I didn't want anything to do with it. I decided that if I felt any of the sensations to OBE, I was just going to be lazy and do nothing and see what happened. A goalless projection.
When the sensations came, I felt myself roll my eyes (in my mind). It actually began with prickly sensations around different parts of my body and ended with a feeling in my right hand. Then I was full blown electric.
I stay in this state for a while. When normally I would probably just float upward almost immediately, I wanted to see if I would have to do all the work for this experience when I didn't even want it in the first place.
When nothing happens, I reluctantly shoot myself out of body. For the first time, EVER, I see the room how it actually is. I see the windows in the correct shapes with the blinds just so, and the wall texture as it is with the funny UFO lights on the ceiling. I shoot straight up through the ceiling at a perfect 90 degree angle.
I continued to propel upward at great speed until I perceive that I am breaking through the Earth's Azure atmosphere. The stars emerge. Again, for the first time EVER, I see the stars the way they look and appear in photographs and footage; there must be millions of varying sizes of twinkling balls of gas. I am still propelling at great speed.
I realize almost immediately that I am far away from home and feel a little anxiety and direct myself home.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Orca Whales, Bamboo, Mirror Mirror in the Middle of Air
Amazing.
Same scenario this morning as last night, although it wasn't until around 6am that the following projection occurred:
I feel electric. I call on the vibrations, and they barely arrive. I realize that I'm needing them less and less to project. In acceptance of this, I simply project up and out. For the first time, I stare directly at the ceiling and project toward it. I put my hands out to stop myself from hitting it and become fascinated by the fact that I'm not seeing my hands very well. Immediately upon noticing this, I focus much harder, and notice that my astral hands are not very defined but full of blue light and sparkles.
I turn around briefly to note my and my husband's bodies lying under the blankets in bed. Then I swiftly move through the window and out into the street where I hover in wonder.
I realize what I was hoping to accomplish and state aloud, "Bring me what I am ready for". (After discussing my experience last night with my husband, complaining that I seem to not be ready for these great feats of meeting my spirit guide, higher self, akashic records, etc, we decided the next goal ought to be just requesting to experience what I am 'ready for'.)
I wait very patiently. (I had decided yesterday that this element was important so that I did not create a reality for myself). I am void of all thinking, and I just wait.
Suddenly I am peering at a small household planter full of small bamboo plants on my brand new nightstand. I watch as they grow about 2 inches per second to full growth, and then the same process in reverse. I cannot figure out what this resembles during this experience.
Now, in a new world, I dive into the murky waters of a gray ocean. Immediately upon entering I allow myself to breathe, realizing that this is something I am certainly ready for. It's humbling, as I have been 'breathing' underwater out of body for several years now, but still, I appreciate it.
I move past the sea creatures with awe and respect. Soon, I see the rich and highly contrasted patterns of the black and white orca whale. I am swimming right past its body and I feel electric with care as I swim past. Acknowledging that I would rather not be in such a majestic and sacred being's space, I decide to fly out of the water and leave it alone. I gasp as I hover above, witnessing two humans in raincoats, one yellow one red, TRAINING the orca! The place I was swimming was a ocean-like man-made pool, specifically for training whales. I back way off and leave the scene entirely. This is too barbaric for even my astral self.
Things get somewhat fuzzy from here as I project into the house I grew up in again, and I am walking down the hall with my stepdad and we are talking together. I regain my lucidity full force when I fly through the sliding glass door of my old bedroom and through the trees and out into the street.
It crosses my mind to consider validating this experience. Part of me laughs, in realizing that I have never (never) projected into a real-time place that appeared just the way it does in real life. But before I have time to think a mirror appears hovering in midair above the neighbor's lawn. So I approach it, ready to look at my own image.
What I see is neither exciting nor disappointing. It looks like me, Laura Moore, only the skin on my face is ever-moving and I have freckles and wild hair. I stare, with strong clarity and lucidity, directly into my face and I say, "You are beautiful," with as much heart and sincerity as possible.
Same scenario this morning as last night, although it wasn't until around 6am that the following projection occurred:
I feel electric. I call on the vibrations, and they barely arrive. I realize that I'm needing them less and less to project. In acceptance of this, I simply project up and out. For the first time, I stare directly at the ceiling and project toward it. I put my hands out to stop myself from hitting it and become fascinated by the fact that I'm not seeing my hands very well. Immediately upon noticing this, I focus much harder, and notice that my astral hands are not very defined but full of blue light and sparkles.
I turn around briefly to note my and my husband's bodies lying under the blankets in bed. Then I swiftly move through the window and out into the street where I hover in wonder.
I realize what I was hoping to accomplish and state aloud, "Bring me what I am ready for". (After discussing my experience last night with my husband, complaining that I seem to not be ready for these great feats of meeting my spirit guide, higher self, akashic records, etc, we decided the next goal ought to be just requesting to experience what I am 'ready for'.)
I wait very patiently. (I had decided yesterday that this element was important so that I did not create a reality for myself). I am void of all thinking, and I just wait.
Suddenly I am peering at a small household planter full of small bamboo plants on my brand new nightstand. I watch as they grow about 2 inches per second to full growth, and then the same process in reverse. I cannot figure out what this resembles during this experience.
Now, in a new world, I dive into the murky waters of a gray ocean. Immediately upon entering I allow myself to breathe, realizing that this is something I am certainly ready for. It's humbling, as I have been 'breathing' underwater out of body for several years now, but still, I appreciate it.
I move past the sea creatures with awe and respect. Soon, I see the rich and highly contrasted patterns of the black and white orca whale. I am swimming right past its body and I feel electric with care as I swim past. Acknowledging that I would rather not be in such a majestic and sacred being's space, I decide to fly out of the water and leave it alone. I gasp as I hover above, witnessing two humans in raincoats, one yellow one red, TRAINING the orca! The place I was swimming was a ocean-like man-made pool, specifically for training whales. I back way off and leave the scene entirely. This is too barbaric for even my astral self.
Things get somewhat fuzzy from here as I project into the house I grew up in again, and I am walking down the hall with my stepdad and we are talking together. I regain my lucidity full force when I fly through the sliding glass door of my old bedroom and through the trees and out into the street.
It crosses my mind to consider validating this experience. Part of me laughs, in realizing that I have never (never) projected into a real-time place that appeared just the way it does in real life. But before I have time to think a mirror appears hovering in midair above the neighbor's lawn. So I approach it, ready to look at my own image.
What I see is neither exciting nor disappointing. It looks like me, Laura Moore, only the skin on my face is ever-moving and I have freckles and wild hair. I stare, with strong clarity and lucidity, directly into my face and I say, "You are beautiful," with as much heart and sincerity as possible.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
First intentional OBE in the dead of Night
The following was posted on the explorations in consciousness forum. To check out the thread I am referring to below, go to: http://www.explorations-in-consciousness.com/forums/index.php?topic=1128.0
As some of you know, I suffered from 'astral catalepsy on repeat' last week, and although I knew at the time I could have left my body during the 25+ times it happened that night, I have always been too terrified. However, after your encouraging comments I decided to commit to leaving my body the next time the opportunity presented itself in the middle of the night.
As usual, lately, it was because I had to get up to pee so much. By the third time, it must have been between 4 and 5, I lay back down and knew that it would take me a little while to get back to sleep. It began to cross my mind that I would probably experience AP due to the deep state of sleep I had left before getting up to pee.
Let me mention here, that I was scared. I kept staring at the closet door, like a child, wondering what kind of monster might open it and peak through any second. I even reached a point of fear that made it really easy for me to shrug and say, I'm going to abort it if it happens! But when that thought arose, I was disappointed in myself and made the firm decision that I would definitely allow myself to OBE if AP happened.
I begin to feel electricity seep and jolt throughout my body, and know that it is time. I sense the darkness in the room and fight the urge to think negatively. To combat my own mind, I immediately recite the word "Love" over and over and over, trying to imagine my husband that I love so much, breathing and sleeping soundly right next to me.
This is working! I am so focused on reciting the word "Love" that I have no time to create demons or stir up my fears. When I sense that my astral body is ready, I think to myself a little hesitantly, 'Ok, here we go!', and float upward and out.
I float up to the ceiling with grace, and confidently move through the ceiling. I end up in the dark, still sky of night, floating upward, feeling like the shape of an Evergreen tree.
That's all I can recall from that experience, but then I found myself in the AP state again, ready to leave the body:
This time I project directly from my body and straight into the bedroom of the house I grew up in. Immediately, I float out the sliding glass door and through the trees and up, hovering above the old lawn there (now it is full of flowers). It is still very dark out, but I am proud of myself for not losing it. It feels just like a morning OBE! Nothing bad is happening at all.
I begin flying toward the golf course (we lived on the 16th hole, never played a game in my life) and play around with the speeds of flight. I notice that I can change my speed to move extremely fast, but that the distance I achieve with that speed does not match -- I've barely moved at all. Strange.
Now I'm walking along the golf course and I have an idea for a goal! I say out loud "I want to meet my Higher Self!" Nothing changes. I demand "I meet my Higher Self!". It feels like nothing is changing, but I remember that the scenery became enhanced with psychedelic patterns surrounding a blue sphere, very transparent.
Suddenly I begin flying through my self-created Rainbow World -- one that I have re-created over and over, in an attempt to find the original Rainbow World I encountered once at the age of 12 in a lucid dream. Everything is sparkly, and I am soaring through rainbows. I think to myself, 'Well it's not really meeting my Higher Self, but it's a good sign!'
A very small moth appears a couple yards ahead of me. I begin flying backwards to get away from it, but it comes closer. I fly backwards at a greater speed, and it's still getting closer! It begins to change into a beautiful yellow and black butterfly and gets bigger and bigger. It doesn't occur to me that this could be some form of my 'Higher Self', not at all. I am intimidated by it, irritated, and I want it out of my sight! As it grows bigger, I force my astral body to grow bigger! I realize that I am becoming a huge, huge man! (a man again?)
I am embarrassed to admit this, but I try to break its wings. It heals immediately and grows even bigger. So I force myself awake.
Did I try to break the wings of my Higher Self?!
Any ideas on what this means??
I'm afraid it's just another reflection of just how not ready I am to evolve. :(
As some of you know, I suffered from 'astral catalepsy on repeat' last week, and although I knew at the time I could have left my body during the 25+ times it happened that night, I have always been too terrified. However, after your encouraging comments I decided to commit to leaving my body the next time the opportunity presented itself in the middle of the night.
As usual, lately, it was because I had to get up to pee so much. By the third time, it must have been between 4 and 5, I lay back down and knew that it would take me a little while to get back to sleep. It began to cross my mind that I would probably experience AP due to the deep state of sleep I had left before getting up to pee.
Let me mention here, that I was scared. I kept staring at the closet door, like a child, wondering what kind of monster might open it and peak through any second. I even reached a point of fear that made it really easy for me to shrug and say, I'm going to abort it if it happens! But when that thought arose, I was disappointed in myself and made the firm decision that I would definitely allow myself to OBE if AP happened.
I begin to feel electricity seep and jolt throughout my body, and know that it is time. I sense the darkness in the room and fight the urge to think negatively. To combat my own mind, I immediately recite the word "Love" over and over and over, trying to imagine my husband that I love so much, breathing and sleeping soundly right next to me.
This is working! I am so focused on reciting the word "Love" that I have no time to create demons or stir up my fears. When I sense that my astral body is ready, I think to myself a little hesitantly, 'Ok, here we go!', and float upward and out.
I float up to the ceiling with grace, and confidently move through the ceiling. I end up in the dark, still sky of night, floating upward, feeling like the shape of an Evergreen tree.
That's all I can recall from that experience, but then I found myself in the AP state again, ready to leave the body:
This time I project directly from my body and straight into the bedroom of the house I grew up in. Immediately, I float out the sliding glass door and through the trees and up, hovering above the old lawn there (now it is full of flowers). It is still very dark out, but I am proud of myself for not losing it. It feels just like a morning OBE! Nothing bad is happening at all.
I begin flying toward the golf course (we lived on the 16th hole, never played a game in my life) and play around with the speeds of flight. I notice that I can change my speed to move extremely fast, but that the distance I achieve with that speed does not match -- I've barely moved at all. Strange.
Now I'm walking along the golf course and I have an idea for a goal! I say out loud "I want to meet my Higher Self!" Nothing changes. I demand "I meet my Higher Self!". It feels like nothing is changing, but I remember that the scenery became enhanced with psychedelic patterns surrounding a blue sphere, very transparent.
Suddenly I begin flying through my self-created Rainbow World -- one that I have re-created over and over, in an attempt to find the original Rainbow World I encountered once at the age of 12 in a lucid dream. Everything is sparkly, and I am soaring through rainbows. I think to myself, 'Well it's not really meeting my Higher Self, but it's a good sign!'
A very small moth appears a couple yards ahead of me. I begin flying backwards to get away from it, but it comes closer. I fly backwards at a greater speed, and it's still getting closer! It begins to change into a beautiful yellow and black butterfly and gets bigger and bigger. It doesn't occur to me that this could be some form of my 'Higher Self', not at all. I am intimidated by it, irritated, and I want it out of my sight! As it grows bigger, I force my astral body to grow bigger! I realize that I am becoming a huge, huge man! (a man again?)
I am embarrassed to admit this, but I try to break its wings. It heals immediately and grows even bigger. So I force myself awake.
Did I try to break the wings of my Higher Self?!
Any ideas on what this means??
I'm afraid it's just another reflection of just how not ready I am to evolve. :(
Monday, September 14, 2009
Visible Grizzlies and Invisible Guidance
This morning I woke around 3:30 and was having a difficult time getting back to sleep. I went in and out of light sleep until about 6:30 when I made the intention clear that I'd like to leave my body. I decided I'd like to meet my spirit guide.
Soon after, I felt the sinking, vibrating, paralysis sensation, and without hesitation I floated upward.
The room is fuzzy, almost like static. When I get to the ceiling I turn around to look at the room. I shout "clarity!" and for a moment the room becomes clear. Suddenly I am transported to a very vivid world. I am floating inside a room, watching as the room in front of me spins down. Each time it exposes a new room, it pauses, and then spins down again. Each room is filled with ferns and all the colors of the rainbow with inanimate objects. Nothing is alive here.
I am back in my body and I concentrate on not waking up. I feel the subtle sensations of paralysis and float upward without allowing it to get stronger. Instantly I project into an entirely new world. I'm flying over the outdoor area of a beautiful resort on a bright blue ocean. The gardens are magnificent and unique -- not like anything I think anyone would produce on Earth.
I'm soaring over this land, swooping low to visit details. All around there is movement -- movement of people and movement of something else. I swoop down lower just to verify -- yes -- I am looking at bears. Big giant grizzly bears, and they are relaxing in their own space without threat. I'm afraid of bears, even though I can tell they are not harmful here. Still, I call to my spirit guide. I ask to see him or her. When no one appears, I turn around to look behind me. I cannot see anyone, but I grab my guide's hand and hold it tight. We continue to fly, and I feel safe.
Soon after, I felt the sinking, vibrating, paralysis sensation, and without hesitation I floated upward.
The room is fuzzy, almost like static. When I get to the ceiling I turn around to look at the room. I shout "clarity!" and for a moment the room becomes clear. Suddenly I am transported to a very vivid world. I am floating inside a room, watching as the room in front of me spins down. Each time it exposes a new room, it pauses, and then spins down again. Each room is filled with ferns and all the colors of the rainbow with inanimate objects. Nothing is alive here.
I am back in my body and I concentrate on not waking up. I feel the subtle sensations of paralysis and float upward without allowing it to get stronger. Instantly I project into an entirely new world. I'm flying over the outdoor area of a beautiful resort on a bright blue ocean. The gardens are magnificent and unique -- not like anything I think anyone would produce on Earth.
I'm soaring over this land, swooping low to visit details. All around there is movement -- movement of people and movement of something else. I swoop down lower just to verify -- yes -- I am looking at bears. Big giant grizzly bears, and they are relaxing in their own space without threat. I'm afraid of bears, even though I can tell they are not harmful here. Still, I call to my spirit guide. I ask to see him or her. When no one appears, I turn around to look behind me. I cannot see anyone, but I grab my guide's hand and hold it tight. We continue to fly, and I feel safe.
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