Message #33514

[guest88]

here's the journal entry for the recent out of body

Exploring my territory. This one was rather exhaustive. I woke up in a dream, and then found myself in my bedroom. I am having a hard time collect the details. Just waking up there is a heavy fog on my mind. I remember this time actually seeing my body laying there and like a kid I was putting my hands out going, "ok good. good. there i am. all safe and sound." When I pushed out of the window to go outside, it was really bright despite it being actually dark(it's just now 4:30AM and the sun isn't up) Well... there was a bright moon, and the more I focused and noticed there was an even brighter sun further behind that radiating vividly. It was surreal. I came back to my bedroom. Was I awake yet? No, something was still off. My bedroom door was cracked opened, the light from the hallway was peeping in and there was a white bathrobe hanging on the ledge of my door with a cat hidden inside it! Its paw was on the edge of my door and I told the cat to close my door. I said, "closeeee!" and slowly but surely the cat peeked his head from out of the bathrobe and closed my door. It was kinda cute/funny. I actually spent a lot of time in my bedroom not doing much of anything except noticing slight differences, and feeling out my surroundings. I really think I was drifting in and out of dreaming to projecting. This time I again woke up and felt like something was still off. I opened my eyes from my bedroom and walked into the guest bedroom. "Well if I am stuck here I might as well take this time to explore." And I went down to the front door, phased through the window and went onto the street. I saw a woman walking two little kids, what's going on? I remember feeling so free, sliding and gliding around. The kids were running down the street laughing and playing. I felt like I was laughing and playing with them. I wonder if they could see me? They were paying no mind and the older woman did not seem to notice me either. I was hovering just above the pavement and glided on my side towards the two little girls and I stuck my hands out in front of me, "HIIIII." They actually waved at me and said hi right back! With that I zoomed off down the street and immediately woke up in my bedroom for real this time. The heavy fog is now lifting off my mind. It's about 4:50AM.

Just now remembering additional details... When I projected onto my street for the last time, it wasn't as bright as it was when I tried peering outside the backyard with the first projection. It was more reflective of the actual time. I also did not know the time to be 4 in the morning.
I remember when I was laying in bed trying to project I flared my fingers and noticed the "astral" hand half-way out from the actual hand. I somehow locked onto the fainter outline version of myself which changed my awareness/identification. And... lastly, when I felt stuck. I thought I was stuck there for who knows how long- but the thought crossed my mind that maybe I choked or died in my sleep and that's why I am stuck here or, 'there' rather.

I woke up feeling very energized.