ForumforAstral
Author - Male 48 years old. Not looking for drama - just expressing and not professing:
Part 1 - The Transition: A forum post in an anxiety forum where no one really talks to me. I'm seen as too eccentric. Thinking of moving on ... from not only that pace but also this world. Cut as paste:
I can't quite put my finger on it. I'm only writing because it's usually the prescription given to those who've just come back from the astral realm . Whilst most people worry about coming back to this one, I can tell you it's not my preferred option! At least not at this stage of whatever scenario I'm able to accept or even comprehend. In fact I doubt I can adequately capture the dream I just had, other than to acknowledge it for the 'trip' I just took. This was not a lucid dream as such. Just thinking about it now kind of raises the hair on my skin. In before making my herbal tea and just now sitting down, I checked myself in the mirror and all the hair on my body was a rigid and standing on end. I challenged myself to look at my silhouette as I had done before going to bed as I had fully intended to take this trip before bedding slipping into bed and shutting down. The following is more about that journey.
First though I make the following *Note → I've been stuck in this Anxiety forum for years now. I relate that fact to one where I am still here, talking to myself! ... as similar to the despair of being stuck on this earthly realm were too, in this current phase I am now destined to also endure a long period of loneliness. I am seeing this as nor good and bad, wrong or right or good or evil; merely as the experience to which I have felt and feeling. To what level of control I have is not something I feel the need to impress but merely let unfold at a rate that syncs as it must; a natural occurrence if you will. Something not to be forced as we very much the case with how tonight trip unfolded.
About that ... hmmm ... details are seemingly to me not the knowledge to which I wish to draw from but more the process of events so that I may better allow my continued journey to unfold more smoothly ... with less pain ... although I am not sure pain is what I experience although calling out to those who intend to harm me to hit as hard as they can. For sure details and events play their part. Remembering is not such an easy thing. Nevertheless tonight's episode was extremely real - as real as it gets. I came to with tears in my eyes. More from a realization of just how alone I really am and also knowing that I will probably never be understood ... at least not by those commonly stuck in the dream state realm of this world of form.
In that regard my trip just put me back in this same world but on another stage was all:
Phase of of this trip began earlier today when I was wide awake learning from several different materials on astral projection. I've read a little and even posted on the subject before. I have lucid dreamed many times before. This time I wanted to consciously leave my body. I remember and even now just thinking about it my skin kind of crawls ... I made a point to look across the hall with lights off with only enough illuminated light, to make out my dark silhouette reflected back at me from the bathroom mirror. I wanted to be prepared to meet my shadow self. This coming from my latest delving into sharmonic readings. An interest into using rattles, drums and of course, the newly purchased native american flute; still in transit itself. Looking forward to learning that as well.
So anyways - I ended up drifting off after watching the following vid: (which I thought was really good!) Spirit Science 9 ~ Astral Projection
Then I had what most would consider a dream ... I'm thinking more a dream like state in which to me everything was as real in this here waking state [world of form] (although most humans are thoroughly conditioned and still asleep unaware of the concept of souls trapped in a body [ponders how some term 'trapped' more as 'schooling/lesson' - I guess that comes down to concepts such as Aliens Vs Religion.]
Anyways ... I saw no silver cord, nor white light buzzing above more head or even envisaged coming out of my body. Although the latter I tried as no more than a means as a runner in his blocks sets up for a race. I merely set the intention. Again, what really had me prepared was the fact I had been prepping for days before. I physical activity that I paced myself with, what I ate, the previous sleeping patterns up to how I synced with nature and the sun as too avoided most of the toxicity this world and all that's in it adds to that mix ... right up to the end where I challenged myself to look into that bathroom mirror at my shadow self before hitting my bed. To me ... all those events where far more important than the myriad of online dotted guides of how one must envisage this or that. For me ... it does not work like that. It's more about understanding the process and aligning it all with wherever I am currently at.
SO:
I kind of just drifted in and out with a very dim light next to my bed. I remember coming to and thinking ... it's time to switch off that dim light and let yourself go. So I did.
I now take some time ... I hit enter and think of what happened next.
