First experience in over a year . . .

  Well, hello again.

 

I see that my last post was in June of 2022.

I really haven’t had anything to write about as far as out-of-body activity, or anything related to it. I'm not sure I would have counted what happened last night at any earlier time. But, it was what it was.

So since last year, I have felt great physically. Being six months away from 70, that is not a given. But I feel better than I have in the last ten years anyway. Physically. In other ways, I have been trying to stay positive about my life. Overall, life has been good to me. 

Last night . . .

I had been asleep and realized that for the last hour or so, I had just been lying there awake. I got up and went to get a glass of water. Returning to bed, I attempted to get away from the thoughts that were keeping me from sleep. Having an out-of-body experience was the last thing on my mind. After so long, I was getting used to them not coming back. I never have been good at doing them on demand. But then . . .

The vibrations surged into me.

And they felt different. I'm not sure if maybe I just experienced them differently due to the time in-between experiences or if they have changed.

 They seemed to be a bit more intense than I had been used to, maybe higher in frequency, or simply faster.

 I was aware of an entity there with me, to my right. There was no communication. The vibration at the start felt OK, if a bit different. But it was a bit difficult for me to stand it. Whoever was with me must have sensed my discomfort, so there was a brief pause before it resumed.

The second round was as intense, but it may have been a bit easier on me. I knew I could withstand the apparent changes. And I trusted that the entity with me wouldn’t overdo whatever they were doing. The second round then paused.

In round three, I felt good. I was getting used to the newness of the vibration energy. I asked if I could get out for a bit. And that was all I was allowed. I felt myself separate, and I slid out parallel to my physical body, maybe six feet or so, and then went right back. The vibrations from that round faded. 

For round four, I was content to just stay there and let them do what they needed to do.

And that was all.

 

 

Chanting in a large group

 June 23, 2022, early morning-

I woke up last night and had a bit of trouble getting back to sleep. I decided to try an internal chant, Om Namah Shivaya. Usually, when I do this I just fall asleep which was what I intended. This time was different. 

After a few repetitions, I heard other voices joining in. I kept on going and thought that I wanted this energy to go out to everyone I knew. It grew stronger, and even more, voices joined. It wasn't really anything like an OOBE sensation, but it was a general hum in the background while the chanting continued. 

Then I heard a slight variation in the chant from the other voices. I don't remember exactly what it was, but it also had Om, and Shivaya included. I see from Google, that Om Shivaya Namaha is a known variation. I need a tape recorder for my mind. The “Namaha” sounds right. It is the way these were combined that I really can't remember. It was very powerful. 

And, as the multitude of voices were chanting, I felt as if my arms were moving in a certain way. I am sure that means something, but I haven’t found anything online about it yet. 

I don't know how long the chanting lasted. In the end, I turned to my right, and my first wife was there. Just a slight bit of background, our marriage ended on more or less friendly terms, although it ended because she wanted it to end. Over the years, I have had a new perspective of those times, and a new understanding of her reasons to end us. And I have tried to keep in touch if doing that every ten years is keeping in touch. 

So, it was interesting to me that she was there, of all people. She had never talked to me before about her role in our separation. Now, she told me she was sorry, and that she had not handled things very well. I said that we were both there, and I was sure we both could have handled it better than we had. 

This seems strange to me to add here, but that it happened at the close of the chanting, made it seem important. I had forgiven her back then after she had told me what had been going on with her. This moment at the end of the chanting seemed to mean that we both had taken some responsibility for our ending, and had forgiven each other. 

A return to OOBEs with a difference (May 13,2022)

 Last night (between 11:00 and 11:20 pm, early for my usual times) was my first somewhat prolonged out-of-body experience in several years.

 

I had felt a bit different than usual, in the initial stages of rest after laying down for the night. I slept briefly. I woke up and turned over. I felt an extra awareness I can't really describe. Like knowing something was going to happen. I mentally repeated one of the mantras I know from a while ago. I synced that mantra to my breathing. I felt a growing awareness of energy in my head. This grew to a point it enveloped my body. If this had been the first time I had something like this happen to me, related to OOBEs, I never would have described the experience as starting with “vibrations.”

 

This was so not that. Think of the vibrations as equivalent to feeling a propeller-driven plane starting up; rough at first but evening out to an almost smooth feeling. This, on the other hand, was more like a jet engine starting; smooth and a different sense of the possible power.

 

As I got used to that difference, I “saw” my right hand. It was a yellowish-orange color, and as I looked at it, I concentrated on feeling the power and saw a plasma-like energy form in my palm. I remember thinking just how different this time was starting than the usual experiences I have had. Then again, each one has slight differences. As I was considering this, the sensation dropped away.

 

I had a brief break, and it started up again a bit stronger. This time, I lifted out quickly. In the past, my “trips” happened with my feeling I was on my back, and I turned over just at the end to approach wherever it was I was trying to get to. This time for some reason, I only felt the sensation of being on my back at the start, and quickly turned over for the rest of the “flight.”

 

And, just where was I going? I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t get to anything recognizable, at least nothing like I was trying for. I remember three or four entities in a large space. It was too dark to see details. And I didn’t think of trying to see better. I tried to ask who they were, but I couldn't “hear” that. I tried asking where I was, but that too I couldn’t hear. So they didn’t respond, except to appear to watch me. I didn’t feel very comfortable there, unable to communicate, so I ended it.

 

I think part of the issue here was that I didn’t try to contact my higher self to let them direct me. I just wanted to fly. And it allowed me to. I know “they” were with me, but I think they wanted to see where I would end up on my own, and what I would do there.

 

Even though I feel I didn’t accomplish much for my first OOBE in forever, I felt fine anyway, because it was such a new sensation for me. Maybe it was more about introducing me to that difference. 

A brief return. Still Station Keeping

 Out-of-body experience- 4/29/22

 

When I started experiencing OOBEs, I would have been fine just stopping. It usually scared me to death. The experiences would persist. They would stop, and I would be happy to have them gone.

 

As I learned to control them, I became obsessed with proving the experience was valid by finding details of the lives of consenting friends who had expressed an interest in what I was experiencing.

 

Then, the powers that be, took the experience from me, stating the reason was that I was not making the best use of them. I needed to direct my attention to telling others what I experienced without spending the time to prove their validity. And when I did this, the experiences returned, with even more intensity.

 

Last night, I had an OOBE. It was brief. It was only the second remembered OOBE in the last three years. And it was enough.

 

It started the same way they all start. I would think that after such a long absence I would have been excited to have the return of this sensation after such a long time. But I was calm. I revved the vibrations up as I tend to do without thought at this point. When I knew separating was possible, I didn’t do it. Instead, I mentally sent my gratitude that “they” were still there. I reached my arms outward to them. They briefly held me by my arms, their touch electric. They released that hold and I knew the experience was over.

 

But “they” aren't over. I know my connection with this experience is still there. Even in the absence of the OOBE, I am aware of that connection in my life. I know I can talk to "them." I know when they need to, they can and do drop in.

 

Having had OOBEs as a part of my life since I was a kid, I am aware of how my life has been impacted by the experiences. When they were briefly taken away before, I missed them. Now, I find I don't miss them, because I know I still have the connection to “them” daily. If I need them to return, they will return.

 

 

Not much happening here

 Hello again-

I have allowed myself to drop out of life a bit. That hasn’t worked before, I am not sure why I thought it would now. 

The world always finds a way to bring your focus back to things that matter.  

I am now approaching three years since my last major out-of-body experience. There have been a few minor contacts, more of a quick test to verify my connection is still there. After a lifetime of experiences, I doubt they will stop for good now. There have been large gaps of inactivity before. 

March signifies three major events in my real life. In March, I met my late wife. In March, we got married. And in March, she passed. Knowing what I do about things, I know we will be together again. In the physical part of life, I know she hasn’t gone anywhere. I am reminded of that daily. 

I have been writing elsewhere. I used to fantasize about writing a novel. The first time I sat at my home computer with MS Word open, I was too intimidated to try. Now I have a trilogy. And since I exhausted that original idea, I have started a totally new idea.  

I had told a Russian acquaintance (We haven’t been in contact recently) I met in an alt-OOBE newsgroup in 1995 or so, about my writing. I sent her my first one. She didn’t like it. She didn’t want to read a love story and told me I should write about my out-of-body experiences. I already have written about them. I wanted to explore a character closer to who I am in my life. To me, everything has a love story in it anyway, so I decided to take her idea and merge it with a love story. 

That is what I have been working on recently; how to write a love story that includes a character who has out-of-body experiences. Usually, when I am writing, I become so immersed in the story and characters, that I think of it constantly. They practice their lines in my head. I had thought by doing the story, I might trigger more OOBE activity in my life. It hasn’t happened yet.  

My story starts with my character having an out-of-body experience in 2022. He is drawn to a certain place where he meets a woman who thinks it is 2012. 

Not Here, Not Now- Maybe verification?

A member of the Astral Pulse message boards, who also has a blog out here (David Mathis) suggested to me that he had found a web page that had a listing of names in a cemetery. There was one for a person named Henry Sigal Hughes, born in 1862 and died in 1919. Next to his name was “Father Bo”. I cannot verify that this is the same person that was in my experience, whatever it was, or if maybe it was just a shorthand way to say his father was named Bo. Or, "Father Bo" could have been how he was known in his work. It did not appear from the listing for this cemetery that they did that type of shorthand though. It is an interesting coincidence if nothing else. If anyone is a member of a genealogy site and would like to try to look this person up so I can learn some details about his life, it may be interesting. 

 

High Point Cemetery
Hughesville Township, Pettis County, Missouri

WALDECKER BERTHA E., B 1867 D 1928

WALDECKER, EDWARD H., B 1864 D 1949

HUGHES, SIGAL H., FATHER BO 1862 D 1919

HUGHES, MYRTA S., MOTHER 1855 D 1934

HUGHES, THERMAN T., WWII, FEB 8 1908 D OCT 28 1937

HUGHES, WALTER W., SON B 1924 D 1940

HUGHES, JAMES W., B MAR 27 1883 D MAY 13 1950

HUGHES, SADIE L., B MAR 9 1891

 

Station Keeping . . .

Monday, July 19, 2021

Last night I had the first OOBE-like experience I have had in at least two years. As such, it was one of the shortest ones I have ever had, too. I will admit I was happy to have a return of the sensations, even for a short one.

I experienced a short but strong burst of pre-OOBE sensations and vibrations. My first instinct during this was to reach out to see if I would be able to separate. In response to my reaching out, I “felt” the presence of at least two beings in contact with me. I felt one of them at least, take hold of me, maybe to restrict my ability to leave. I asked if I could “go out” since it had been such a long time since I had felt any kind of experience related to the OOBE.

What I “heard” in response to my question was that this was only a brief visit I interpreted as being related to “station keeping.”  That is what I got from them, anyway. It could be my limited vocabulary, and my physical limitations to translate the actual purpose just came out that way.

In a way, it might be an OK interpretation the more I think about it.

I have on prior visits, felt that they were tuning into my exact frequency to speak to me more easily. And I remembered how when I was a lot younger, I would listen to AM radio stations at night, and have to continuously fine-tune them as conditions between me and the distant station changed over time.  

Now, looking up the term on Google, I see it is generally a nautical term related to calculating and maintaining one ship’s location, relative to a fleet of other ships. Or, from the standpoint of orbiting spacecraft, a way of making fine adjustments to an orbit, for instance of a communications satellite.

An Opportunity to say Goodbye to my deceased Wife

Monday, July 22, 2019

 

My wife J died on March 30, 2019. A few weeks later, I began to feel her presence around the house at seemingly random times.

 

Last night, I had some sort of experience with J that allowed me to tell her goodbye, something we had not been able to do. I had gotten up briefly to use the bathroom. I got back into bed, and in the time it took to get back in bed and turn towards her side of the bed, I sensed that she was there. I looked more closely, and I could see her. She seemed real. I reached out to her and then hesitated, thinking that if I tried to touch her, my hand might pass through. Or, if I were able to touch her, I would wake her up. (I was still afraid of needlessly waking her up, although her being with me seemed a good reason to wake her at the time.) I slowly lowered my hand to her, and she felt real. And of course, she woke up.

 

“Hi- Sorry to wake you. How are you doing?”

 

“I feel pretty good now, how have you been?”

 

“Well, I still have my moments, but having awareness you are still with me has helped.”

 

“I am happy about that.”

 

“And about that, I don't usually see you when I am aware of your presence. Is there something special about this time?”

 

“I just wanted to see you, is that OK?”

 

“Sure, it is. I just worry that there might be better things for you to be doing with your time than being here with me.”

 

“I guess I should get busy. I know I should, but I wanted to see you one last time.”

 

“So then, should this goodbye for now?”

 

“Yes, goodbye- for now.”

 

As I kissed her, she vanished.

 

When I looked at the clock about 15 minutes had passed since I returned to bed, fallen asleep, had the dream, and woke up again, if that is what happened.

 

Or, she may have been there to say the goodbye we had not had a chance for while she was still here.

Whatever this was, I experienced it as if she was there to say goodbye. It was real for me. 

A trip to someplace or somewhen From April 2017

 

 

Thursday, April 27, 2017

 

OOBE last night around 3:30 am.  I had asked earlier to have some sort of experience that would be helpful, maybe shedding light on A's importance to me. As I felt it start, I asked, is this about A? Got swift confirmation. Traveled a while and suddenly felt as if someone threw water on my feet. I “woke up” in a bed, and body, not my own, cursed two guys for tossing water on me, threw them out of the room, and looked at my bed, there. I said, hey, that’s not my bed.

 

Wherever this was, I guided my accomplice (by teleporting) to a place I could not see yet but felt that A was there. I curled up into a climb to drop my speed (like I do this all the time). I saw two women sitting talking and knew A was one of them, but she looked nothing like A I know from my life here. I relied on my “I there” to guide me to the A there.

 

Her hair was long curly and dark, a deep brunet color, and her dress looked like it was out of the 40s, below the knee and maroon with big shoulder pads, making her appear more angular than she felt when I finally hugged her. She had heels on, but even so, she seemed to be much taller than the A I know here would be in high heels. I started towards her, and she looked up at me, and gave me a dirty look at first, saying (I heard it telepathically) “Really? This is how you give me time to think? Can't you see I am busy?” 

 

“I” turned to leave and saw a little dog running up to me. We appeared to be in a park of some kind, so this seemed reasonable. I kneeled and rubbed the dog’s stomach, I heard A continue (still telepathically) “Hey, come on back. I am sorry. I just wasn't expecting you right now.” I went over to her, and she greeted me with a hug, saying verbally now, “You don’t know how it has been for me recently. Until I met you, I didn’t know I could ever love someone again- especially the way I love you. I just needed some time to think it out” I did recognize the voice, but again it was not the voice of A I currently know. Of course, I told her I loved her too, and that meeting her had saved my life. (That part may have leaked in from this life, I think.) Then as soon as I knew that she and the I there had ironed out some sort of weirdness between them, my part of the experience was over.

 

About the setting, it could have been a past earth life in the ’40s. But the telepathy and teleporting make me wonder if it was only another dimension built to be similar to earth in the ’40s, but not our physical earth.

 

When it ended I asked my guides if A would ever be able to share in having anything like this happen to her, even as a dream. I knew right then; it wasn’t likely, and these experiences were planned to happen at the time they did to ensure she was already awake for the day just to keep her shielded from them.

 

Also, this person looked nothing like the A I know currently. But I sensed she was A even before seeing her. It stands to reason earlier versions of us would not look like we do now.

 

Also, I wondered if the double projection (again a first for me) was because I needed to be in the “body” the A there would recognize as me, there. . . And just maybe I needed to be in that body so she would be able to see me at all?

A visit to the past, or a visitor from the future From March, 2017

 

This one involves A again. There were two other experiences between this one and the first. The gist of those was that each took an incremental step back in time, and they involved details that A and I had spoken about years ago. It was like those details were the anchor to my knowing that they involved steps back in time.

 

Thursday, March 16, 2017

 

Last night I woke up around 1 am and could not get back to sleep. I decided I had been trying too hard to have some sort of experience related to A, and that if it were to happen, it would happen.

 

I saw the clock last around 3:50 am and turned to my right side. Immediately, I felt a surge of vibrations in the back of my head. I wondered if I should try to go, or stay or if anyone were there to direct me as to what I should do. I felt as if I was constrained a bit, and I was fine with that. Long ago, I realized that whatever happens in these, my desires are only allowed if the powers that be allow them. During the entire time, I was aware of J breathing and lightly snoring next to me.

 

So, for a few minutes, I just stayed there. My legs were parted a bit and there was some sort of padded brace to keep them that way. Nothing else was felt, except energy flowing through me. I was thinking about A the entire time, having used her entire name in my prior thoughts. When what felt like a “treatment” was over, I still thought of A. But the sensations ended.

 

Still listening to J breathing, I thought to myself, “OK if that is it, that is it.”  It wasn't IT this time anyway.

 

The vibrations started up again, and I thought of A. I was off and flying.

 

I landed in a huge empty dome-shaped warehouse-type building. No one was around, so I did a short move to just outside the place. I saw a group of people coming out of a nearby building. I tried to see if any in the group could see me. One did, and she called to her friends, “Hey hold on. There is someone from the future here.”  I asked her if she knew A and described her. She said, “Oh, you must mean the woman from the City?” I said, well, maybe. Bring me to her, and we will see.

 

We went into that same building I had landed in originally, and I was brought to an access panel that I had not seen before. My escort opened the door, and I heard someone inside. My escort leaned towards the opening and called out “You have a visitor from the future.” I heard a woman’s voice, say, “Oh if I weren’t so filthy, I would kiss whoever it is. I need to get out of here.” She looked up at me as she got out, and it was A. I say that, but it was not quite the exact version of A that I know here. Oh, and I am not sure that she used that name in this place.

 

She looked at me, smiling, and greeted me with a hug, and asked what had taken me so long? She said she had looked and looked for some sort of communication from me but there had been nothing. I told her it was not easy to get messages through, but I had been trying. And that they frowned on any communication that left something that could be traced.

 

We walked out together, walking as lovers might, arm in arm- not as easy as it sounds since she was quite a bit shorter than me. And I say as lovers might because I had the impression that there, we had been a couple. There was no sense of another that she was with either there or here, and no memory of my having anyone else back there at that point. And I was not aware of my life here by that point. It was as if she had known and accepted that I had to leave her at some point, and that I would always try to return.

 

We got to a spot where we could talk. She asked how things were here. I told her that her life was going as she had planned and that we had been able to meet, as we had planned. I looked at her, and kissed her, full on the lips. I have only rarely done that in one of these experiences with anyone. But it seemed OK because it felt like we were not who we were in this current life. But the kiss also terminated the experience.

 

Fade to gray- Vibrations fade quickly, and I return to my current life awareness It is 4:20 am.

 

Correlation? Hmm. At least a possible reason for this one- Assuming the experiences leading up to this one had made incremental steps back in time, it follows that this one went one step further to a point before A incarnated here. From the view of those there, I would therefore appear to them as a visitor from the future, at least A's future.

 

Why is this even a thing? One view could be that to ensure A and I met in this life; I would have to go back home to first tell her we had met here now. Our kiss served two requirements, or three if you count that we simply wanted to do it. It also transferred a small amount of energy between us. This would make it easier for her to find me in our current life. And it would also give me a bit of her energy from further in her past, to help me find her in an even earlier lifetime, discussed in the next experience.