Experience description 3184:   

I was a child who became a man, a man who has now grown old.  In 2014 (or 15) I had a dream in which it was announced to me that I would pass between 2016 and 2019.  Whether a simple dream or a premonition I do not know.

So....  during my life I had a number of unusual experiences that I am now passing on through this medium.  I want to share these things with you so that you may know what is possible. There is more to the reality of life than mankind understands... or is willing to acknowledge.  This is one of those unusual personal encounters with the unexplained:

As a child I underwent the on-set of involuntary out of body experiences (OBE).  These experiences took place within an estimated 30 to 60 day period.  I have no idea how or why this took place.  I did not seek to leave my body.  In fact, I had never heard of a person leaving their body.

On one very ordinary night I went to bed as usual.  I always fell asleep easily and quickly.  Those things that trouble the sleep of adults were unknown in my life.  This night, however, something new and very different took place.  I had fallen asleep and awoke to find myself floating in the air in the basement bedroom my brother and I shared.  I simply hovered about in the air near my bed and looked around the room.  In 10 or 15 seconds it was over.  Thinking about what happened the next day I decided it was bewildering but enjoyable.  I was neither shocked or fearful.  What had happened was completely unexpected and I had taken it in as it transpired.  There was no time to be frightened or question what was happening

What was it like?  I, a thinking, living, breathing human being was literally out of my flesh and blood body.  I existed then just as I do now.  I was me just as I was when in my body at age 12.  I had intellect, I had vision and, as far as I know, my other senses were intact.  I was simply me minus my flesh.  I was weightless and gravity seemed nonexistent.  The conclusion I draw from this is that we are not our bodies, and our bodies are not us.  We are, at a minimum, a two part entity.

In a day or two I had a second OBE.  I found I only had to want, or desire, to move, and it happened.  I moved to an adjoining room in our basement and learned that I could pass through a block wall.  When I returned I passed through a heating duct and grate.  I learned that the laws of science that govern our physical body do not apply to the spirit.  And this time the ability to ""fly"" was really enjoyable.  Getting back into my body just seemed to happen.  The OBE seemed perfectly natural.

Leaving my body began to happen frequently.  It happened right after going to bed, just before or right at the beginning to entering the sleep state.  OBEs only happened at night.  I was good at relaxing and found being really relaxed to be quite pleasurable.  There seemed to be a link between being deeply relaxed or on the verge of sleep and having an OBE.

With experience I grew bolder in moving about while having an OBE.  Soon I went straight up out of our house into the night sky and looked out at the city's lights.  Once out of my home I found I was still somewhat frightened or unsure of what was happening with OBEs.  Still, I had reached the point that I looked forward to leaving my body.  I could not leave my body at will but had learned that relaxing or entering sleep seemed to be key in what was happening to me.

I wanted desperately to tell my brother what was happening but was afraid of being laughed at or considered crazy.  Finally I told him and he certainly did laugh at me.  But instead of ridicule he told me he had been leaving his body in an OBE each night to travel.  He laughed because I was a late bloomer and a apparently a bit of a dunce by comparison.

Soon I developed a desire to increase my OB movements.  I wanted to travel over the ocean but upon coming to the shoreline at night I balked, uncertain of my ability.  A second attempt took me out to the shipping lanes, where I stopped and watched the ships' lights as they made way both north and south along the coast.  My third try was to go to London, England, which, for some reason, I felt compelled to do.  I was a child and had never been to London, but I wanted to be over the city at night.  I made that trip successfully.  I can say that it was very dark over the ocean at night, so much so that it was fearful.  Another concern was the height involved.  Looking around a familiar bedroom was one thing, being out and about was another.  The OBEs seemed both natural and unnatural at times.  There was never a sense of hot or cold in an OBE, nor a need to breathe.  Travel, or long distance movement, seemed very fast, yet not quite instant.  When stopped over the ocean I did observe other travelers moving in straight lines.  They were visible as streaks of light high in the dark, and moved very fast.

And then the OBE's stopped.  The length of time they lasted was brief, no more than a month or two.  Then they were finished.  It was many years before I had another, and those later OBEs were different in the mechanism that brought them about.  What started or stopped the OBEs?  I have no idea.  Perhaps this was about the onset of puberty.  Your guess is as good as mine.

Experience description 3172:   

The day had been unremarkable, the evening ordinary.  That night, however, I became a witness to the apparent murder of my brother.

A troubled Vietnam war veteran, he lived with our mother, who had her own issues.  Returning home from a beer store he found her dead or dying on the front lawn of her home.  She had suffered a fatal heart attack.  Besieged with guilt, he felt haunted by his inability to save her.  He ran, and became a vagabond or hobo, wandering across the United States and ending up in Hawaii.

I went to bed as normal and during the night had what I thought was a vivid dream.  I saw my brother camped in a remote sugar cane field in Hawaii.  A large fire was burning in front of his sleeping area, which I think was a tent.  My vantage point seemed to be about 40 feet (12-13 meters) in the air at an angle providing a good view.  Two men approached him in the night and attacked him with a heavy duty folding pocket knife.  My brother was knocked backwards by the slashing attack and jumped through the fire, sending of burning burning embers flying high through the dark night.  I moved quickly and with ease through the air and closed the distance to the participants to 10 feet (3 meters), and about head high,   There was confrontation and struggle and I thought my brother dead,

I awoke, breathing heavily, my bed drenched in perspiration.  I was shaken and disturbed by what I saw.  This was so troubling to me that I convinced my employer to send me to Hawaii on business.  When my responsibilities were met I went to Hawaii and met with 2 detectives.  I told them that I had some psychic ability and what I had seen.  They told me that my description was an exact match of what had indeed taken place.  My brother had not been killed, and had come to the police department to file a complaint.  His statement and mine were an exact match.

EXPERIENCE DESCRIPTION 3175:

Background:

My mother was an extremely psychic and spiritual person, so much so that she seemed more attuned to that world than in her physical life on earth.  While I couldn't really comprehend her behavior when I was a child, I'm now much more understanding.  You see, I inherited a small percentage of her gift and it is something I have to deal with, just as she did.  What follows is an experience that I had early in life.  I now believe it was my first out of body experience.  I present this so that others may have an insight as to what is possible in the human experience.

As I recall, it was Christmas, 1953.  I was 6 and infatuated with archery, thanks to Robin Hood and other films I'd seen at our local theater.  Christmas morning brought me a child's bow, suction-cup tipped arrows, an Indian War bonnet and the usual archer's accessories.  Being all boy, I became an unholy terror in our home.  My parents took the bow and arrow set away until Spring, when I could use them outdoors.  Springtime arrived and, after becoming bored shooting arrows outside, I took  them indoors again.  That didn't last as I shot at both people and things.  I found the limit of my parents tolerance.

My mother took my toy and told me she would hide them, and that I couldn't have them until I learned to behave.  I told her that she couldn't do that.  Somewhat amazed, she asked "Why not?"  "Because" I said, "All I have to do is go to sleep and I will dream where they are.  And then I will go and get them."  I do not recall her response.

At age 6 I was so confident in my modest gift that I knew I could do what I said I would do.  So I went to our living room sofa and took a nap.  In my dream state I searched the house, beginning in our unfinished attic.  I ended up in a spooky area of the basement, in a gloomy corner behind our old-fashioned coal-fired furnace.  There were two very heavy-duty and rather large cardboard barrels.  There, in one, covered with an old tablecloth or sheet, was my bow.

I awoke, my feet hit the floor, and I recovered my bow and arrows.  Then I went upstairs and passed my mother in the kitchen, and gave her the "l told you so" look.  She said nothing that I recall.  I think she knew and understood what had happened.

For many years I recalled this experience as a dream.  Now, as a mature adult who has had a number of out of body experiences, I believe this was a self-induced out of body experience using the sleep/dream state as a vehicle to get out of body.  As I write this, I realize all my out of body experiences have been sleep related.

This was the only time I went out of body with a purpose.