✨ Astral Projection - Doorway to a New Dimension

Astral World Of Truth And Kindness


Date: 2019-08-25

Country: United Kingdom

Paranormal Category: Astral Projection / Out of Body Experience (OBE)



Sunday 25th August 2019



My alarm clock goes off at 2:30am and I get out of bed to use the bathroom and then downstairs for a glass of water and do so stretches. Back to my bedroom I swap the pillows round and sleep in a different position (the top of my head pointing east). I lay down not totally under the covers and get comfortable. I eventually begin to doze off and someone holds on to my hand and starts to pull me out of my body through the wall. I do not feel threatened and I let it happen. I sense that the Being holding my hand is a woman.



The start of my journey I don't entirely remember where I was, but I do remember seeing a blue sky with some clouds. However, while I do not know where I am, I decide to fly I travel to a less nice-looking place. An underground cave town with light/dark brown bricked layered buildings. I meet a girl but can't remember what she said. But I didn't want to stick around and kept moving to explore. I go through this gap in the large cave wall into a fortress. I am a little worried at first as it looked a little hellish and come across some nasty bobby traps that I have to avoid while I fly. At the end I reach and enter a lift (Elevator) where another guy joins me.



Out of the Lift (Elevator) I am back out into the open. Here I see lots of people and activity in a friendly environment. I look down and see my astral cord. I meet someone and they start to show me round. One of those a glass walled rooms with a young looking lady who I am told only ever gives truthful answers to any question asked. So, I decided to give this a go.



Q1. "Am I gay?"



Answer She says: "Yes I am."



I am a bit confused by the way it is answered.



Q2. "Should I be bisexual?"



Answer: "Why not."



Since those answers were a bit strange when my AP ended, I realised she must get asked these a lot and asked better phased questions to things I should decide for myself.



Q3. "What new job should I get?"



"Yes...have a holiday first."



I reply with a grin. "Now that's an answer I can agree with!" We have a laugh in the room even the lady.



A little fuzzy but I meet someone who I hang out with and we meet someone with a dog who I stroke. There is also man with a scruffy beard who greets me and says he has seen me before and seen me watch p0rn... A bit embarrassed by this but okay with his honesty (a great way to help me quit if I know I'm being watched!)



There is some more exploring I see people walk into an Arcade like Bar and look over a fence as we a little high up, but not much to see other than part of buildings and bushes. In my little group we are greeted by a tall girl who needs help with something down on the ground. I wanted to but seem to hesitate. I was concerned as to my thoughts for or towards her as I may have been a little judgemental to myself. I liked the idea of making friends here. But part of a group we are all going down with her to help (though I don't recall what the help needed was).



(Also throughout my AP I in my head I am reminding myself I am Astral Projecting because in previous AP my mind completely wandered off).



Final part I complain of being disorientated unable to focus as my vision and balance go. They do try to help me and the original girl in my group tells me to focus, but the world around me starts to fade away. Changing to a light dark sky and darker landscape I am laying down. In the moment feeling of being lost. I see the glow of my Cord and this world also fades and I awaken back my bed the glow the last thing I see. The transitioning more emotive than a dream where I normally 'just wake up'.



When I looked at my clock after writing this all down it was 5 AM.
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Familiar Faces by LottiTheSeer  ~

Familiar Faces


Date: 2019-08-21

Country: United States

State: California


One night I began to feel on and off electric vibrations throughout my body, as if I was being zapped every few seconds. I thought about the rope technique and decided to try it, so I envisioned a rope hanging down from the ceiling, grabbed it and began pulling myself up out of my body. I knew it was working because I could feel myself separate and rise with each pull of the rope until I felt the sensation of my back bumping into something
, which turned out to be the ceiling, and as I turned around there he was, that being that likes to take on the guise of my cousin.



I could only see him from the waist up, he wasn't wearing a shirt and I noted his athletic physical stature. He was waiting for me and without hesitation he grabbed me and a struggle ensued. I remembered what I had read about controlling my fear and willed myself to a higher plane. I shot out of there and arrived on the outer edge of what appeared to be a cafe of some sort. This was some kind of place that was suspended in the air, there were people sitting out on the deck enjoying coffee and the place felt much better and safer than where I had just come from.



I decided to fly around and explore so I headed out towards some rolling hills, on my way I flew over what appeared to be a large farm house with a group of people standing outside. I headed out towards the hills and then decided to turn back and explore the town instead. As I passed back over the farm house with the people I noticed this guy in a black trench coat look up at me and yelled out "so you like to fight huh?" It was the guy who looks like my cousin, the one who grabbed me in my room. So I ignored him and kept flying into town and decided to land and investigate a large building. I entered into a side door with concrete steps leading up to it and found myself on the lower level of what appeared to be a large hotel. I instantly recognised the hallways, I'd been here before.



I call this place the hotel because that's what it seems to be with long hallways and rooms on either side. I appeared to be on a level where you might see working staff, kitchens, maids quarters etc. As I was headed down one of the long hallways I heard some one say "Hey", I turned to see that it was the guy in the trench coat. He said he wanted to show me something and like a moron I followed him down the hall and into a restroom. He then walked into one of the open stalls and tried to get me to go into it with him. I noticed he had a black six pointed star on his left cheek. I also noticed a man standing just outside the stall, he appeared to be a security guard by the way he was dressed, he didn't say anything and I then recognised him. This was the same Native American looking man that I've seen in my room, why was he here, and why was he dressed as a security guard?



I then looked back at the guy in the trench coat and he was motioning for me to join him in the stall and I decided I had enough of this situation and returned to my body.
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I would NOT want to know when someone is going to die.  

I would gladly take some of her dream abilities off her shoulders ... sounds like paradise to me

By LottiTheSeer 

Country: United States

State: California


Back in 2010, I had met my now Husband and moved to a more rural location just outside of town in north San Diego County. My Husband and I have our own rooms due to my ongoing insomnia and the fact that he snores. The first few months here were uneventful, I had no lucid dreams or obe's and I wondered if that was now behind me. After about four or five months at my new home I sank down into my bed again while I was consciously aware. An old hagged woman spoke something to me that I couldn't make out, something to the effect of "I can't? Any more".



I continued to sink down past her and came to a stop in a dark place where I could make out what appeared to be a young man. As he approached I noticed that he resembled my cousin Lance, he looked like Lance but I knew that it wasn't really him. I then felt the sensation of pain in my genitals, as if someone was squeezing really hard, this caused me to wake up from the muscle paralysis into the waking world however I could still feel the sharp pain in my groin.



This started to happen quite regularly, as soon as I would feel myself detach from my body, I would be assaulted with pain to my groin. Another thing that started to happen was I would be immediately turned over onto my tummy and penetrated from behind. Although I knew exactly what was happening it didn't physically cause any pain however I could definitely feel it. This was something that I hadn't experienced before and it stirred up a bag of mixed emotions.



Excitement and terror were intermingled with the emotional conflict since I was now very happily married. It seemed as if they were waiting and ready as soon as I left my body, ready to assault me. I told my Husband about this, and although he believes me, he can't relate to the experience since he's never had an experience of that nature. This even happened to me when I was out of town one time. I was staying at a hotel with some friends up in Hollywood at Universal Studios for Halloween horror nights.



We didn't get back to our rooms until after two am. As usual I couldn't sleep, I laid there awake until I felt my body fall into catatonia and felt myself separate. This time I felt myself being pulled down to the foot of the bed and then penetrated from behind. It must have lasted a few minutes but seemed longer.



One night I felt myself leave my body and saw two young men in my room, both were nude from the waist down. One was wearing what appeared to be one of those sports jackets with the stripes down the sleeve. I figured that it was these two who had been sexually assaulting me as soon as I entered the astral plane. I felt a force trying to pull me back onto the bed but I was able to resist it when I noticed a man sitting in the corner.



He was very old looking with deep wrinkles and creases in his face, to me he looked Native American.



He didn't say anything but just looked at me, I then heard a whimpering sound coming from the bathroom. As I went to investigate I saw that there was a young woman with her hands tied above her head to the shower nozzle in the shower. She was completely nude and looked of Native American decent. Her body showed bruises and marks as if she'd been abused. Now I'm pissed so I went to confront the old man to ask him what the hell is going on however he wasn't there any more.



About a month or so later I detached from my body but remained in bed. I sat up and was sitting on the edge of my bed looking around the room when what appeared to be a toddler came crawling across my room from the dresser. He was crawling towards the door to my room when he turned to me and said, "it's a meat factory", and then crawled into a cardboard box. I stood up and went over to the box asking what he meant by that but when I checked the box it was empty.
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I agree, Rick.

I hope this bad trip did not discourage him, it sounds like he descended into a dark realm.

Being Escorted Back To My Bedroom by Deborah Lockett  ~


Being Escorted Back To My Bedroom


Date: 2019-07-05

Country: Spain

Paranormal Category: Astral Projection / Out of Body Experience (OBE)



In my 64 years, I have only been fully present on the astral plane once. However, there have been occasions when I knew that I had been travelling, because a newly deceased person escorted me back to my bed, waited until my body surfaced from sleep and I became aware of their presence, then they left. I believe, they did this so that I would know I'd been with them during the night, although I had no conscious memory of it.



On one occasion, in about 2008, I was living on the island of Tenerife. One morning, as my body surfaced from sleep, I looked up at the wall next to my bed (the external wall of the building), through which I and my escort had just entered, swooping in, like birds.



Although I had never met my escort while alive, and I didn't know her name, I knew that she was my daughter's partner's mother, who had just died.



As she said goodbye, she told me that her name was Ángeles.



However, I dismissed this, because her son's name is José Ángel, known as Ángel, so I thought I was pinning her son's name onto her by mistake.



I thought no more about her name, until I attended her funeral service, and the priest said prayers for María de los Ángeles (her full first name).



So, I had heard her name correctly, after all.



I found out that her son, José Ángel, had been called José after his father and Ángel after his mother. Mystery solved.



I haven't seen Ángeles again, and I don't think it was necessary; I know that, because her death was sudden, and her son now had no family except my daughter and I, she only wanted to make sure that both I, and my daughter, would take good care of him.
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I agree, Rick.

I used to dream often of walking on country roads in the moonlight, or through aisles of a local grocery store when I was young. These were early out of body experiences, which I did not know at the time, because of the now familiar high static electricity feel to them and enhanced eyesight