I keep projecting and who are whatever it is that is always there with me, takes me to these different places everytime. I don't know where, I don't know why, and I don't know who this is. I've been asking --- several different times now, and I never get an answer. One time I think I got a reply, but it was so faint and inaudible that I'm not even sure it was a reply. I'm convinced it doesn't mean me any harm --- there hasn't ever been any. When we're flying around to these different places I can't see him, but I can definitely feel him --- physically. I can feel what seems to be an arm around my waist and it's a very tight grip --- I noticed this morning that when I tried to shift around just for comfort-sake --- it tightened it's grip almost to the point of discomfort (pretty darn close). I can feel it's cheek against mine. This has been going on pretty much since these projections began almost a year ago (averaging about one per month).
Anyway, this projection early this morning we flew to some island --- not tropical. There was a huge stone buliding on it and the landscape was rocky and grassy. When we first began this journey I could see this place far off in the distance --- I could see where we were headed and it was a tiny speck far off in the distance. We went through dark then bright, dark then bright areas, so on and so forth until we reached it. We landed and I saw him --- I think. It was a young white guy, very short strawberry blonde hair maybe an inch high. He had one brown eye and the other was blue. I remember asking some questions about who he was, but for the life of me I can't remember the answers. At one point though, I remember asking him if he was my guide, but this time it was a different looking person --- young white guy with black hair and I think blue eyes. He replied, something to the effect of... "yeah, I am... sure... yeah, I am". I didn't find it very believable the way he answered. It's all so scattered --- I know I'm leaving out so much, but I just don't remember anymore --- kinda' like a dream; which is odd because I usually remember my projections pretty fully, unlike my dreams.
Incidentally, I do kinda' remember talking to him when we were flying over this destination. I could see people walking around and I asked him if we could go and talk to them. He said something like "no, that wouldn't be a good idea", but it didn't seem like he meant it as if they were bad, but moreso like that's not important right now. Anyway, I do remember now, that when I was talking to this blonde-haired fellow right after we landed, that it was very difficult for me to talk... kinda' like trying to talk if you were being choked or had a very sore throat --- very labored. Funny thing is he was talking back to me (this was after we had landed --- and he seemed tired too), but I couldn't hear him because the TV that was on in my bedroom (in the physical) was too loud and I couldn't hear his responses --- just see his mouth moving. I remember he was kinda' smiling when I was telling him this. It's weird that I'm supposedly so far away, yet I can hear things that are going on in the physical. There's a fan/heater that is on in my bedroom. When I begin to first start phasing out, the fan becomes terribly loud. I snap back and it's normal again. As I drift again, it becomes VERY loud once again.
I know this all jumbled, because I'm kinda' writing these things down as they come back to me. But, it's all true. I'm having such a difficult time making sense out of these projections. I could really use some experienced advice. Especially this whole bit with my breathing. Sometimes I can hear myself breathing in these projections and it's so labored like I'm being choked and it's always so difficult to talk. In the past I've tried talking inside my head, thinking that's the way to do it in this kind of state. But, this morning I tried talking aloud (at least that's what it felt like I was doing) --- again, it's labored. I sound hoarse, but that's the first time I got some kind of response from this being. If I really did at all. Somehow, it seems like it was a dream. Damn, I'm so confused about all of this.
Hope this makes sense to someone

blaktatt,

Basically you are being given these experiences by 'guidance'. It does not have to be personalized and may not be a specific NPMR entity. The same with the persons you meet and question as to their being guides. Your perceptions are subjective. For some reason you think in terms of someone flying with you and protecting you from falling. It would not have to be this way except for some reason you prefer it so for comfort. The idea of moving from place to place is also subjective. You feel that to change your experience, you must change your location so you fly from one place to another. Tom has given this kind of explanations before.

Perhaps you should try to ask for a particular experience or ask for a lesson. Try that and see if it makes changes in the experience. Learn to explore and not just go riding for entertainment.

Ted

I'm definitely not riding for entertainment... many times that I've "phased" out, I've asked for specific things to help me in the physical (I needed to find a job at one time, more recently I've been asking how I can gain custody of my daughter). During one of my past experiences someone that looked like me (even though it was a silhouette I could tell it looked like me) pulled me out of my body --- they were at my bedside. I have the entry from my journal... here it is.

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April 02, 2011 ( from 02:15 am to 02:30 am)

5th OBE:
Sleep paralysis --- vibrating --- gave in. RAO position again... difficulty exiting my body. Noticed a shadowy figure standing next to me, but I wasn't afraid... for some reason I thought it resembled me. Seemed to be helping me out of my body. I floated upward to my ceiling. And then I'm cruising through different tunnels, each with a different appearance (some dark, and some bright). Began moving slowly through a space that was dark with some unfamiliar objects in background (reminiscent of a laboratory). Passed by a body floating in mid-air, facedown. A naked, white male with black hair... and seemed to be lifeless. I then passed another body floating in the same fashion... a naked white female this time. She was bald, and had a creepy "doll-face" with a lot of makeup. Went through another tunnel and began to slow down again. In front of me I saw a black center with a bright surrounding (like an eclipse) and began moving slowly toward it... mind you, I haven't been controlling any of these movements. I could hear my alarm going off, and "whooshed" back into my body. Woke up right after that.

for further discussions focused on the technical aspects of OBE, and how to initiate them, you may wish to also visit OBE4U.com, or ....try to sign up with one of Tom's seminars in the out of body state, which I infer are going on

you might find some context and comfort from reading Monroe, Moen or other TMI authors that go into detail on OBE...though I suspect Tom might suggest that this could prejudice your expectations and hence experience

maybe set your TV on a sleep timer and experiment with earplugs or construction ear protection so that your adventures are not interrupted

I wonder if the manniquin girl was some sort of erotic test?

from those of us who have not had these experiences, we are very very jealous! enjoy!

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I've read bits and pieces of Monroe, and I'm familiar with Moen. I'll definitely check out OBE4U.com... would love to attend one of Tom's seminars!
Mannequin girl could have been some sort of erotic test... I've definitely been distracted from my "path" in some of my past experiences... here's a couple of those entries.







I wonder if the samurai was related to me actually being fired by my Asian boss a few months later... dunno'

I guess, I cannot say that I've had a full OBE or astral projection yet, but in my dreams sometimes I see or feel some person, who seems somehow "out of place" in that dream scenario. There is always an overwhelming feeling of presence and friendliness, and that is what makes me stop in my dream.

For example, I have a usual dream, where I play some secret agent in a war, and I have to save people (take them from a "bad place" to some "good place"). I run through the city and there is a bus, I enter the bus, the bus driver looks at me and suddenly it feels like entire dream stops and concentrates my awareness on this person. I feel such a great attraction, friendship, care and love, that I haven't felt in my life, I almost cry in my dream, and I ask: "What is your name?" One time he said his name was Paigo, some other time it was Yar. But I guess, this question is mostly useless, names are just labels and I have no idea, if this person is always the same or maybe there are many of them.

My first encounter of "them" was the following. When I was a kid (about 5-6 old), I had many frightening experiences with sleep paralysis (almost every month or sometimes more often). Often I woke up in darkness, I could see my room, but the light was strange, somehow inverted and spooky. I was afraid, I tried to shake my head and cried:"Mom, help me, wake me up, I cannot move!" but my voice stayed in my head. While I was shaking my head, the room around me was moving accordingly, but I still felt that my real physical head is not moving. I guess, those were my first spontaneous "almost-OBEs". The effect from those experiences is that now I am afraid to experiment with OOB states, even so many years have passed by.

And one night (I think, I was about 6-7 years old then) I had a dream. I was in some park, it was an evening. I was sitting on a bench, and I noticed someone was sitting by me. I started to tell this person, how I am tired of nightmares and sleep paralysis, is there anything or anyone, that could help me? This person smiled at me, and I woke up. But since then my sleep paralysis visited me much more rarely, and I started to have lucid dreams. I have no idea, if it was my guide or my subconscious or something else, but if it helped, I am really grateful.

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