My Spiritual Awakening Chapter 3

Since I was unable to teleport back to body as I normally would – I pushed the lady out of my way and ran toward the front door as fast as I could! The deceased lady gave chase screaming in a cockney accent “wait! It’s been a long time since I had a visitor, at least have some tea!” But I was unfortunately far too panicked to listen to anything she had to say. I made it out of the house before she could catch up to me. She seemed to be trapped and couldn’t go beyond the threshold of the doorway. Once out of the house, my racing emotions lead me straight back to my body. Thinking about it afterwards I wished I hadn’t overacted and ran away, perhaps I could have helped her in some way as it appeared she was stuck in limbo. Years later, I would discover that this is quite common – especially people who are lonely, they pass on without ever realising what has happened – they play out the routine of their daily lives in-definitely.

As for the lady in my childhood house, I had been the first visitor she had received since passing over. She had simply watched the world through the windows of the house – generating an illusion of familiarity from which she could not escape until I had broken through to her. I later perceived that my interruption into her domain had caused the energy to shift just enough for her father to enter into the well shielded domain she had created for herself. Her father was able to make her realise what her current situation was. That realisation led to her ultimate release from limbo and she moved on. We are only ever 1 or 2 decisions away from changing our lives completely, I guess the same can be said of those who have passed on.

I was told by another out of body explorer (whom I met on a social media group) that whenever we dreamed; we were unconsciously projecting out of body and that our dreams took place on various planes – most commonly the etheric and astral plane. I understood this to mean that we all project out of body every time we fall asleep, but that most people had almost no awareness of their nightly travels and those who did recollect some of the details simply wrote them off as dreams. if I were consciously projecting out of body, I could purposely interact with someone who was physically sound asleep! At the time I found it thoroughly fascinating, and I decided to setup another experiment!

I would project out of body and into the dreams of someone I knew. At this point in my journey none of my friends or family knew about what I was doing, and I wasn’t ready to divulge my secret either. I was told it was much easier to project into the dreams of people I knew well, this was due to the shared emotional bonds that connect us to those we’ve spent more time with in waking life. I had to think my plan through carefully so as not to arouse suspicion when I attempted to verify the success of my experiment in waking life. Who would I select as a suitable subject for this experiment? I didn’t feel I could openly discuss this with my family as most of them were afraid of anything supernatural. Some of my friends were religious, while the others didn’t believe in anything beyond what they could see through their physical eyes! Another important realisation is that most people don’t remember their dreams – so how could I prove the experiment had succeeded if the participant could not remember their dream?

Finally, after much thought, I decided that I would project into the dream of a long-time ex-girlfriend whom I had lost touch with. I decided that I would ask her to give me the name of who she was romantically involved with at that time. I could then verify this quite easily in physical life – that way I wouldn’t need to disturb her in waking life. For the purposes of privacy, I’ve decided to call this lady Barbarella.

I went to bed early to ensure I would wake up earlier to begin my experiment. The excitement of what was to be, made it difficult to fall asleep. I decided to do a series of breathing exercises followed by energy body work (see my article energy work here) and finished with a light meditation that eased me into unconscious sleep. I woke up automatically at the designated time at exactly 4am – this had become an instinctual habit whenever I set my intention for projection with a time in mind, I would wake up at that time without setting an alarm.

Once up, I got out of bed to drink some water, then immediately settled back into bed. I put my head phones on to listen to binaural beats to speed up the onset of sleep paralysis (this would take up to 15 mins with the Binaural beats or an hour without). As soon as I felt the tingling and sinking feeling begin, I totally relaxed my mind and let it take me – the usual roaring sounds echoed in my ears as loud as a thousand rocket ships blasting off simultaneously (see my article on Sleep Paralysis and how to stop it here). I rolled out of bed landing gently on the carpet. Visibility was poor as was often the case in those days; the further I got away from my physical body everything would improve and become more ‘stable’. I phased out of my living room window and floated down to the ground. My neighbour’s cat saw me and ran away. I guess it’s true that animals can see spirits.

I thought about Barbarella whose dreams I was about to go into and instinctively knew what to do as if knowledge had been granted to me from a higher source of consciousness – my higher self perhaps? I used my hands, thrusting them in front of me together, fingers overlapping – then I spread my fingers and arms apart, a purple orb appeared growing in size to eventually reveal a portal. I walked into it and immediately saw Barbarella – who appeared as a child (this person is an adult in physical life) sitting on a bed in a gloomy house mostly filled with darkness and turbulent emotions. It was clear this house was a manifestation of her inner child and issues that happened in her childhood as I could hear echoes of her parents screaming at each other amidst the darkness and decay surrounding the room. While my senses are many times greater than in waking life, my surroundings definitely had a dream like quality to them – this reassured me that I had penetrated into Barbarella’s dreamscape.

I spoke to Barbarella, who seemed almost drunk – not at all clear and concise as I would expect in waking life – I would come to learn that this was the norm for most people who unconsciously projected (dreamers). I asked Barbarella for the information and she divulged it without a second thought just as drunkard would reveal their innermost thoughts. No sooner had I got what I came for – a voice from within and at the same time without said “If you’re done clowning around, there’s work to be done!”. A portal immediately opened up which had the same appearance and ‘feeling’ as the one I had opened to get here. I hesitantly stepped through it and found myself at the house of a family that I know well. There I saw an old man hanging around the family as they dithered about in their dream-like states – totally oblivious to him and their surroundings. He was fully self-aware just as I was. I could feel his energy, he had long passed over. I knew I had been brought before him for a reason and thanks to my encounter at my childhood home; I now had the courage to face him with an open heart.

I asked him who he was and why he was hanging around the family. He already knew who I was as he had seen me visit them on countless occasions. He told me he was a great grandfather of the family, and he couldn’t move on because he had forgotten his wife’s birthday. “She’ll never forgive me if I don’t remember! Do you know when it is? Can you ask the family? They can’t seem to hear me, so I’m waiting for them to say it one day so I can wish her happy birthday when I see her.” I was truly saddened that something so simple could have prevented this gentle man from moving on. I didn’t know the answers, so to reassure him I told him I would try to find out for him when I visited them next.

This gentle man’s strong desire to want to make his wife happy had kept him tethered to his descendants for over 40s years. In all that time he had only been able to look on as his descendants lived out their lives. It was just as the lady in my childhood house had remained stuck in her ways. Those two people served as an example of the importance of embracing change. Even as I type this, I’m overcome with empathy for his plight. Truly the mind is powerful; even so in death.

I wanted to help this great grandfather, however the family in question were all Catholics and my relationship with them wasn’t strong enough for me to step forward with this information in a straightforward way. Several weeks later I happened to visit them; I told one of the members that I had a dream about his Great Grandfather and asked if he had any pictures to see if I could compare. The family member only had pictures of his own Grandparents and didn’t have much information on them as they had long passed.

Edit: Many years later, I would telepathically discover that I was the wife of the great grandfather in one of my previous incarnations. His strong will had reached out to me in my current incarnation, and finally he was able to be set free as I had gained the knowledge he so desperately sought.

Getting back to my original experiment to prove if dreams were connected to out of body travel. not long after I returned to my physical body, I confirmed that the information I gained from Barbarella had been 100% accurate. I initially tried to confirm the information via Barbarella’s social media account – but as we were no longer connected, I couldn’t see anything on it. I decided to do a search for the name she had given to me in her dream, and immediately found the man in question who’s name matched, let’s call him Mick for privacy’s sake. Mick’s social media account was totally open and his profile picture was of him and Barbarella in a romantic embrace. At once, satisfied with my findings I moved onto my next out of body adventure.

Although I had experienced enough to prove that conscious projection was more than a day dream, I wasn’t satisfied. I was inspired by my latest journey to conduct an even bigger experiment, one with shocking results that I never could have predicted… to be continued…