Marcy D OBEs
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Experience description:
I
am no stranger to out of body experience's. I have been allowed by God to have a
few since I was a child. This event I'm going to describe is the most recent and
one of the most detailed ones yet.
When I try to fall asleep sometimes, especially if I'm going from a long stretch
of sleep to another shorter nap, my astral body will start slipping out and I
have to try and either wake myself up, or fall into a deeper sleep. Almost every
time my body is in this state I have to force myself awake. I know most people
describe this situation as sleep paralysis (which it is) but I am used to the
feeling and it's more of an annoyance at this point, rather than a distressing
situation. When I'm in this state I can see my astral hands lift out of my
physical hands. When I see my physical hand start moving I know my efforts to
wake up are working. It's almost like trying to get my astral self to stick back
to my body. If you're curious about what the astral body looks like, I've always
seen it as molded water. It's clear and looks like water created into the shape
of my hands and arms. The very first time I saw my astral hand I was about 19
years old. It looked like it was filled with millions of diamonds. It sparked
very beautifully, and I said to myself, so divine, so divinely made. And we are
all created this way. So pretty!
Now, I do avoid this state because I have had a few troublesome experiences and
I decided that if God wants me to have an out of body experience, he would allow
it to happen without fear and with permission. I was interested in creating the
condition to fly out of my body, but the astral plane sometimes has unpleasant
entities, especially if you don't protect yourself with prayers. Sometimes I can
hear whispers in that in between state (I don't like it when that happens!) I've
even heard radio broadcasts when I've accidentally tuned into that frequency,
unintentionally. I don't have control over those things, though it is
interesting to me. Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is that I've decided a
while ago to stop trying to make the astral travels happen intentionally and
instead let it happen naturally like this instance.
I
woke up from a terrible night of sleep and grumpily told my husband to watch the
kids while I continued to try and sleep a little more in the morning. I went
into my kids bedroom and plopped in the bottom bunk. It wasn't long before I
started to relax and quickly realized I was in the in between state. I was too
tired to fight the feeling and it felt lovely to float above my body and out of
the heavy achy feeling of the otherworld so I let it happen. I could see the
room and the bottom of the top bunk and I had fun directing my light soul up and
down with just a thought. The best way to describe the feeling is comparing it
to the astronauts when they float around the space shuttle in zero gravity.
Except I moved myself with though and not by propulsion. This is fairly familiar
to me. I started to get bolder however and wished to visit space or some other
beautiful place. I found myself staring into a tunnel and moving very quickly
backwards. First I saw the moon and stars and they were very beautiful, then I
moved back (at tremendous speed) and the image changed to microscopic views of
the inside of blood vessels, then I moved back again and saw more of space, then
again organic cell matter. A message was given to me. It wasn't through a voice
or a being, it was instant knowledge. It said 'It's all the same. The expanse of
space and the cells of the body...it's all the same.' I then found myself at the
bottom of the ocean floor in some sort of cave. I saw coral and panicked because
I don't like feeling claustrophobic. I went straight back into my body. Fear
does that. It slams you back into your physical self. I still wanted to see/feel
more so I floated above my body again and then found myself transported to a
beautiful garden. I was flying around looking when all of a sudden an Asian man
in a pastel yellow button up shirt came up to me and I recognized him as a very
dear friend. We were so happy to see each other and the glee I felt when we
played together made my soul so happy. I felt like a child again. He grabbed my
wrists as I was flying over him and I swung him around with me both of us
laughing without a care and so inexpressibly happy. Pure glee. He wanted me to
stay and play but I wanted to see more so I told him I had to go and I had to
pull him off because he really wanted to keep floating around with me. It didn't
feel odd, and he wasn't offended at all, it was like when you're a child and
you're friends are like 'come on! Just five more minutes before you go home!'