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.
