This page contains information about not only my own Astral projection Experiences but others as well.
Obviously peoples experiences are going to vary on this subject, Here i try to portray to anyone reading how my own experiences with astral travel or astral projection have gone.
To start with, Every time I have experienced this, i have never tryed to make it happen, never tryed to make it work, Yet I think having a really open mind in a way almost gives you as a physical being "permission" or "allowance" to project or travel in this so called astral plane.
The first time I can really remember experiencing astral travel or projection i was just a kid, maybe 8 or so, Though in terms of remembering the content of those experiences didn't start until about the age of 17.
The experience started like this,
I was in a car driving down what looked to be a typical new Zealand road, when i looked to the side of me and i realise I'm not the one driving, my mother was, seeing this i looked back to the road ahead and so did she. Next thing i see coming up in the distance was a bridge that went over the road which we both were traveling down, as we got closer, I noticed something hanging off the bridge, just then my mother shoved one of her hands over my eyes, while this happened i could feel goosebumps on my back, i took her hand my eyes, by then we were much closer, then i see what it was she was blocking me from seeing,
A man hanging by a noose off the bridge.. hanging there dead in fact, rocking slowly in the wind.
This was really quite scary so I tryed waking myself up, although i soon realised i couldn't move physically, mentally i was wake and i could move my eyes but that was about it, it was felt like i was truly paralyzed. This seem to last forever, but most probably was only a few seconds. and in this time a real sense of panic came over me, i was definitely frightened to say the least. After many failed attempts to come to, was I able to physically move again.
Then totally forgot about it for a couple of weeks, until one day i remembered it, so i brought it up with my mother, told her the same thing, she turned to me and went white as a ghost, and said "you know your uncle did kill himself by getting a piece of rope and hanging himself of a bridge no too far from where we live, although i think that was in the 1970's".
She had never told me this before, and the fact that i was born in the late 80's makes this at that time I thought quite strange, So i put it down to just a strange and coincidental dream. Then almost forced myself to forget about it, thinking it was nothing but that,.. a bad dream. I now realise that this was in fact a deceased relative that I had never met before in my life, showing himself, and the way in which he committed suicide, for reasons beyond me. And after doing extensive research on astral projection knew that this was one of my very first experiences with projecting myself.
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2nd significant experience(NanoFlo)
3 or more other peoples experiences
Here are three experiences by anonymous people on the Internet that have told their story on the subject.
Story by Danitza Flores
I have been telling this story to a number of people since it happened, but I have always felt that people just brush it off. This happened to me two months after I had my son, in October, 2007. I was sleeping with my husband in the bedroom and the baby was sleeping in his bassinet right next to my side of the bed. The baby began to cry at about 1 o'clock a.m. I picked up my son out of his bassinet and began to nurse him. I was very tired since I was waking up every two hours to feed him.
When the baby finished, I laid him back in his bassinet, and I slumped back down and closed my eyes. Not fully asleep yet,I opened my eyes and realized that I was floating above my bed. I looked down and saw myself lying on the bed sleeping. I also saw my husband sleeping and the baby sleeping in his bassinet. I tried to scream, but I couldn't speak or move. I just floated in the air for about 30 seconds.
I grew up in a Christian home and remembered my mother always telling me to pray if I ever felt scared, but at soon as that memory came to my mind, I took a deep breath and opened my eyes to find myself back in my body.
I sat up and began to cry, my husband woke up and asked me what was wrong. I yelled at him and asked why he hadn't helped me. He told me he didn't know what I was talking about. After I told him what had happened, he hugged me and I cried myself to sleep in his arms. I woke up the next day terrified and decided to go to church with my mom the next day. paranormal.about.com
This second story is by a man by the name of Steve J.
I know the following event will be dismissed as either a waking dream, a case of hypnagogia or lucid dreaming, but I was wide-awake when the experience happened. This is my first and only out-of-body experience (OBE), even though I have tried but failed to repeat the experience.
I have always been interested in meditating but also skeptical about astral travel and OBE, until an occurrence one summer day in 2008. A friend and I had a discussion on meditation. I commented that when meditating I sometimes felt as if I were drifting out of my body, but always panicked and stopped the sensation. My friend suggested "that I just go with it" next time this occurred. After all, what could possibly happen?
A few days later, I lay meditating in my caravan, practicing deep breathing. It was a lovely, sunny day with just a light cool breeze blowing through the open window. As a lay there I felt the sensation of rocking from side to side, quite a pleasant feeling, as if lay in the bottom of a boat in a slight swell. My first impressions were that it was the breeze rocking the caravan, but it dawned on me that the breeze was far to light to have affected the caravan in this way. Within a few seconds, the rocking was suddenly replaced with the feeling of floating up above my body by about two feet. This happened very quickly, so I didn't have time to react. I didn't open my eyes, as I believed the sensation would cease. A few seconds later, I felt myself rotating 180 degrees. I now had the impression that if I opened my eyes, I would be floating above my body looking down at myself. Still under the impression that this was just a pleasant trick of the mind, I was not overly concerned. And if I were to open my eyes, I would be lying on my back on the sofa.
After a few seconds, I felt as though I was lifted head first, upward and back into a standing position. I was quite calm and relaxed and thought the experience quite pleasant. But as soon as I was in the fully upright standing position, all hell broke lose. It was though I had just been dropped down what I can only describe as a bottomless tunnel at a terrific speed. What's more, I could see everything, even though I wasn't aware that I had opened my eyes. I then found myself lying on the sofa, back in the here and now.
I glanced over at my wife, who was meditating on the other side of the room. I was amazed the experience was so vivid, I was sure it wasn't a dream. After a minute or so decided to carry on meditating. To my amazement a few moments after closing my eyes, the experience repeated. First with the rocking sensation, then floating as before. I knew what was coming next when I started to float back to the upright position. And I had decided not to panic as I had on the first occasion, and just go with it. The second I was in the fully upright position, the same thing happed again! I was now looking at my feet, falling down this tunnel at a terrific speed. The tunnel was not straight, but seemed to bend and oscillate as I hurtled downward. The noise or vibrations where incredibly loud and it was difficult to make things out on the walls of this tunnel; there seemed to be rectangle-shaped images flying past either side of me. These where moving so fast that I couldn't make out what they were, though I got the impression that they were actual scenes or events.
I was beginning to get a little apprehensive about the speed I was trav
eling at, and if the tunnel had a bottom. At this point I just stopped. I was just floating in space, no longer in the tunnel. All around me were billions of stars, but not like you see when you look up at the night sky. All these stars were exactly the same size, same color (flame yellow) and appeared to be exactly the same distance apart, totally uniform. It's though width and depth didn't exist anymore, yet there was width and depth.
Out of the corner of my eye, I glimpsed some movement in the stars to my left; just a tiny movement at first. The stars started to slowly revolve round each other. This pattern then repeated itself with all the stars, like a giant kaleidoscope of stars, spinning, turning and falling into galaxies. At the same time, these galaxies were moving away from each other. It was the most beautiful site I had ever seen.
The next moment I found myself back on the settee in my caravan. I sat up and looked over at my wife, who was still meditating. After a few minutes, I decided to lie down and close my eyes and think about what had just happened. To my utter amazement the rocking sensation started again. I was no longer apprehensive about what may happen to me and looked forward to going back to witness these celestial events. As before, I came out of the tunnel, but was quite disappointed at what I could see: there were no stars. I seemed to be inside a chamber. The walls of the chamber had a quilted appearance with an amber-like glow emanating through. I remember thinking to myself, Where am I?
Looking around me rather puzzled, I noticed a very small piece of cotton or wool float past my field of view. I realized that I was in a liquid of some kind. I felt myself slowly moving down this chamber. It was only then that it came apparent that I was in the womb! I was observing my own birth! On this realization I was back in the caravan. I was so excited. I immediately went across to my wife and conveyed my adventure. My only disappointment is that my wife hadn't experienced this with me. I will never forget this experience. I have written this account as have often wondered if anyone else has had a similar experience and would welcome any serious responses.
