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elephoneAllo.I recently received some feedback on the way I worded a sentence in relation to distinguishing whether I was in a lucid dream or an O.B.E. I’d said something like “so maybe it was just a lucid dream”.
This prompted me, while it was fresh in my head, to write a little post on my understanding and my experience of the difference between a lucid dream and an O.B.E.

Firstly, one thing they have in common is that they are both ‘a conscious experience on an astral plane.’ In a lucid dream you see and experience a lot of content from your unconscious, where as in O.B.E. you see and experience pretty much the same as everyone else there does.
In theory, an O.B.E. happens in a consensus environment which means the place is formed of the collective thoughts and beliefs of other beings…other fragments of consciousness like yourself. The physical plane is a consensus environment.

Typical characteristics of a lucid dream are :

* When you look down at your hands they are either all wobbly and distorted, or they are something else entirely…like branches of a fern tree or slices of avocado.

* When you make expectant commands at random objects, they do as they’re told e.g. you can very easily turn a bottle into a pineapple or make an elephant appear from inside a phone box.

Typical characteristics of an O.B.E. are :

* When you look down at your hands or body they are solid and real looking…(I usually find I’m wearing whatever pyjamas I wore to bed, even if I don’t consciously remember what they were…odd, I know)

* When you shout at objects or try and manipulate your surroundings, nothing happens, and you feel like an idiot in front of all the other solid and real looking people who are going about their daily business just like on the physical plane.

There are of course many different vibrational areas or levels of the astral planes, and I’ve very often come away from an experience not really knowing what just happened. Some of the higher planes are far from similar to the physical, with what I would call ‘dreamlike’ qualities in that the colours, shapes, animals you see there are so outlandish that you can’t believe it. So this can also confuse matters.

The question though, is always “how much of what I’m seeing here is coming from me?” Even in a solid, consensus environment (built and solidified by the thoughts and beliefs of the majority of beings in it) there can often still be little exerts from your unconscious, sneakily layered over it.
I’m someone who is always looking for meaning in such experiences so it can get quite frustrating when there are so many mixed messages and no clear distinction between who’s who. Are they a spirit guide giving you symbolic hints about tying your shoe laces? Is that the answer to a big life question you’ve had on your objectives list? or is it just someone on their way to work that’s noticed your shoelace was undone?

So, as well as reality testing by making commands at objects and looking at your hands, it’s useful to calmly and confidently question everyone/everything you engage with. “Show me the truest picture of what you are” or “Reveal your true essence to me” are good. Some people will dissolve, because they were essentially part of your unconscious, and some will morph from someone you know, into someone you don’t e.g. a guide who was disguised as your Mum in order to make you feel safe.

Some people of course will just say “erm..yeah.. I am, this is me”. They are usually actual inhabitants of wherever you are.

In my reply to the aforementioned feedback, which was very much appreciated, I explained that by writing ‘just’ I hadn’t meant to devalue lucid dreams as learning environments at all, but just that I see them as being less real.
Being less real certainly doesn’t mean they are any less fun, informative, or useful. Actually I would say they are usually more so. I get a great deal out of them.

I think that what I get uniquely from an O.B.E. though, is an all encompassing sense of excitement in knowing that this physical existence isn’t all there is, and peace in the knowing that I will never die.
I feel exactly the same only more conscious and more free without my body.

There are a seemingly infinite number of dead people living quite happily, in whatever reality they choose to gravitate to. The possibilities are endless, and so are we. It makes me feel so safe to experience that instead of just believing it, that I’m able to let go of a lot of the seriousness and urgency from my life and really enjoy it.



congcakeI was having quite a boring non-lucid dream that I was travelling on a train to a friends house, carrying a cake I had made for him. The icing on the cake read ‘Congratulations John on your O.B.E.’ So, as far as I knew I was on my way to celebrate with a friend named John who had recently been awarded an Order of the British Empire.
There were some other friends with me and we were taking turns to carry the cake. Every few minutes they would point out that the ‘O.B.E’ bit had come off and say “Oh dear, you’ll have to write it on again…sorry”.
This must have happened about 7 or 8 times before I picked up on the fact that they were all sniggering amongst themselves, and my lazy old mind clocked that I was dreaming. What a brilliant wake-up trigger these people seemed to have set up for me 🙂 – especially seeing as I decorate cakes as a large part of my job.
I felt that they were well humoured spirit guides, but their sense of humour was so similar to mine that I’m open to the possibility they could have been my own projections.

I gained full waking consciousness in the dream and decided to go somewhere higher, using the usual ’Higher Self Now’ command. I projected upwards with quite some effort, eyes closed, and eventually landed in what I think was probably quite a low Astral plane.
I was talking to a young man of about 18, who seemed quite wary of everyone around him, and a bit scared and lost. We were in a crowded town center and he kept telling me to ‘watch out’ for various things and people that we came across, so it was clear to me he was frightened of them.
I tried to explain to him that without his physical body he couldn’t be harmed, but he wasn’t fully convinced he didn’t have one.
He said “This isn’t exactly heaven though is it.. I mean I cant be totally dead can I ?” .
I spent a while talking about the higher vibrational places he could go to with the use of his focused intention, but he couldn’t understand what I meant. I manifested a few random objects to show him that there was some level of thought responsiveness to the place, but he just seemed shocked and even more confused.
I found it was only just possible to move or change objects here, which is what lead me to believe it was quite a low or dense dimension, but definitely consensus.
About 10 metres away from us we saw a young, angry looking guy with long blonde hair, pull a knife out of his pocket and make off after someone in the street. My guy wanted to get away from the danger, so I walked off with him in the opposite direction.
I felt compelled to show him there was nothing to fear, so using my focused intention, I got the man with the knife to come up behind us and stab me just above my right hip . It hurt for a second with the shock, but then I realised as expected that it had done nothing and I was fine. I showed my new friend that I was unharmed, then without consciously choosing to, came straight back to my body in bed and opened my physical eyes.

I got a real buzz from this experience because it gave me a deep sense of purpose. It seemed as if I might have been sent to help someone who had recently died and was freaking out…What a cool job. Beats writing on cakes that’s for sure 😉
It did leave me quite confused though about the increasingly curious subject of how to tell the difference between an O.B.E. and a lucid dream. How can I have made the man with the knife come straight over to me with my intention unless it was a dream environment and he was my own projection? Maybe it was a dream character from my mind, but layered over a consensus environment. This was still definitely a grey area in my understanding.
I knew that the answer lay in remembering to question people/characters in these experiences e.g. “Show me what you really are” and seeing whether they change.
Remembering to do that can be quite difficult because you have to really stand back from the experience enough to observe it objectively, but It’s a really good habit to get into as it basically helps you distinguish between what someone else is trying to show you, and what you are trying to show yourself…although the two are very closely linked if you think further down that route, so its never going to be an exact science.

220614-decorative-button-notebook-aI was dreaming that I was hanging out with two girls in a shopping mall.  (I seem to go to a lot of shopping Malls on the Astral Planes.)  They started talking in a language I didn’t understand.  Because we’d previously been understanding each other perfectly, it caused me to question my reality and so I realised it must be a dream.

I asked them what they were talking about, and they said “I’m afraid if you can’t work it out we can’t tell you…We’re not allowed.” 
I said “Oh wait a minute, is it to do with lucid dreaming?” They looked really pleased, and congratulated me for catching on/ becoming lucid.  They said that they called it something different there. (wherever we were)

They took me around to various parts of their world and showed me things that would educate me on how to tell what realm I was in. According to them, some realms were distinguishable by details such as what language was spoken, and some by the seemingly physical or visual laws such as there being no water, or not being able to light a match.

There was something that they pointed out as making people from my realm recognisable to them, and they showed me what to look for to recognise beings from their realm…  both of which were something non-visual/non-physical.

The very experience of having these concepts shown and explained to me was mind-blowingly exciting, and filled me with a strong sense of clarity and hope for the future. It felt as if my mind or my learning abilities had been stretched in a direction I never knew possible, and served to substantially fill gaps in my understanding of the very reason for our existence as humans.
 I remember first arriving back to body and thinking  “Oh my god this is revolutionary information…this is genius!  I’m pretty sure that this has not been brought to the physical realm before…If it has, I’ve certainly never heard about it…this is going to change everything!   Ill write it down in the morning when I’ve had a bit more sleep.”

You can guess how this tale ends. I went back to sleep and completely forgot the content of what I’d learnt… Gutted!  
It was something I really could have used creatively both in waking life, and non.  And those girls had spent all night bothering to drum it into me!

So, always scribble good stuff down, even if its the middle of the night and you can’t be bothered.
Also, there have been many occasions when I’ve looked back through the last 6 months entries in my dream/O.B.E. diary, and seen that things that seemed irrelevant or empty at the time have turned out to be prophetic. Therefore your dream journal is a very important tool for your psychic development.

waterfallI’m not sure exactly where I was when I became lucid this time but I remember making the decision that I’d like to go somewhere peaceful so I could try meditating.  The last time I’d tried it I had made a mental note not to close my ‘eyes’ or whatever the energetic equivalent, as it kept either taking me straight back to body or making me lose consciousness.

I found myself a lovely spot by a river opposite a waterfall with about 20 people splashing around and sunbathing on the rocky banks. The water was a lovely deep shade of blue and everything sparkled in the sunlight.  I edged back a few feet from where I was sitting till my back was against some flat rocks, and crossed my legs (or at least I got into a suitable position, don’t know if I’d have even seen legs if I’d have looked down! I keep forgetting to!)

Keeping my eyes open, I started to breathe steadily and deeply in the same way that I would normally, to charge and expand my energy body.

With every breath I took, the scene I was looking at became brighter, more sparkly, more colourful. It felt as if my breath was charging the environment with energy and vibrance.

I wanted to understand more about what kind of place I was in, as I was still unclear on whether my being able to have an effect on the scene like this might mean I was in a dream environment and the whole thing was a projection of my mind.  My first thought was to study the people.

A young boy of about 10yrs emerged from the water and walked past me. I urged him (telepathically) to look into my eyes and he did for about 5 seconds.  His eyes were bright blue and sparkly like the water.  He seemed real, or as if he had his own soul…his thoughts separate to mine, but if I’m honest I was really none-the-wiser.

I fell back into a sleepy state and then found myself in a busy shopping center. I was standing on about the 3rd floor with my boyfriend at the time, and we were both looking over a brass railing at a hanging decoration in the middle of the building. It was made up of lots of wonky bookshelves holding old looking, brown books.  As I stared at the detail and writing on the books I felt my level of consciousness rise.

I felt myself bubble with excitement at the possibility that the person next to me might actually be the real Alex, and not just a projection from my mind… maybe I could gently wake him in his dream too!

I turned to him and said “Hey are you aware that this is a dream?  Do you remember that we are actually both asleep in bed at my house right now?”  He closed his eyes as if to concentrate or try to recall.

I told him it would be better to keep his eyes open for now and started to point out the writing on the books in front of us to keep his attention.  I said “Look at the detail on the books and try to stay conscious”.

As he stared at the books, the expression on his face was changing back and forward between lucid, lost, happy and frightened.  I said gently “Isn’t it funny how when you wake up like this in a dream and look back at your physical life and where your body is, it feels as though THAT was the dream, and that this is more real ! ? ”

With that he turned to face me with a look of pure fear in his eyes, and at the very same moment his physical body jolted in the bed and woke us both up!  I didn’t wake him fully to ask if he remembered it, I waited until the morning..he didn’t remember at all.  Yeah I know…Duh.

Who knows if the timing was a coincidence or not..certainly felt real enough for me to go back to sleep with a big grin on my face. 🙂


It was cool to feel it was really possible to meet up with your mates in dreams.

I would pay more attention to reality testing next time.

In hind sight the experience with the boyfriend was a beautifully apt metaphor for the nature of our relationship 😉 and quite a few others come to think of it .

Cute Baby girl looking frustratedAs much fun as it was at first to fly around aimlessly in lovely or strange places,  it became apparent to me that I didn’t really understand the point of astral projection. What was it actually for?

I think the answer to this question lies in whether your’e having a lucid dream or an O.B.E.  For me, lucid dreams are useful in that your’e exploring the depths of your subconscious or maybe even your Higher self. I often experience things in lucid dreams that give me answers or very useful information regarding my life.

In some O.B.Es though, where the environment is quite solid and real and I am clearly making no difference to the place or the people around me, I have often had the feeling of “what am I doing here? ” and not been given any indication as to what I’m supposed to do. Iv’e felt  strongly that I want to make the most of the opportunity but have received no clues or guidance from anywhere.

Sometimes Iv’e even embarrassed myself in front of the locals by seemingly trying to read into everything that’s said or that’s happening around me…trying to form some kind of personal meaning from it… only to have people roll their eyes at me, as if to imply that I’m self obsessed and I ‘just don’t get it’ !  Iv’e often been made to feel like a bit of a confused baby in front of non physical beings.

It’s different when I get to somewhere that’s ‘further out’ as it’s often so visually amazing and different to physical earth that you could just float around looking at stuff  for hours without needing any purpose…Which Iv’e always thought is an interesting parallel to draw with life! More on that later!

So I spoke to Todd and a couple of other explorers about this question and discovered that it would be a good idea to set a list of objectives.  What did I want to experience and where did I want to go?

My ‘Things to do whilst out of body’ list looked something like this :

1. Ask to see or meet my guides,

2. Look at my energy body..are there any blockages or areas in it that need attention/healing?

3. Learn to play guitar

4. Learn to mix cds

5. Get over my phobia of going under water

6. Meet up with a deceased relative

7. Meditate to raise my vibration and see how it could effect where I ended up

8. Ask  people on other realms questions about where they’re from, whether they’ve lived in a physical body or whether they are living in one now too.

9. Question the environment and things or people I see by asking ‘show yourself in your truest form’ or ‘show me the raw energy of what I’m seeing’ (to make sure they aren’t my own mind’s projections)

10. Visit one of my mates and spy on them so I can freak them out by telling them what they were wearing or doing that day..especially the ones that think I’m delusional since Iv’e been talking  to them about my O.B.Es 🙂

I wrote the list out clearly and left it next to my bed so I could remind myself of it all before going to sleep.

To my surprise I had this dream a few nights later:

..I found myself lucid in a dream but with a very sleepy, in-and-out of consciousness feel. I was floating around, looking for things to study to keep me awake’ and raise my state of lucidity.  I was just conscious enough to know that it was an opportunity to fulfill some o.b.e objectives but could not remember for the life of me what any of them were.

I floated through a beautifully decorated parlour with white and gold silk cushions and drapes and gold tables, candles and shisha pipes.

There was nobody in it and there were no walls around it..There was relaxing music playing…it seemed to be suspended within a vast empty space. Its significance wasn’t clear at all until I found myself walking over to a room,  made up of racks of studio equipment and turntables with a red carpet underneath it ! Then it all fell into place!

This had been set up for me so I could learn to mix cds ! ..and immediately I understood what the parlour was for…meditation!

I felt elated at how attentive, kind and helpful my guides had been in setting all this up for me. Amazed that they had read the note by my bed and had so much time dedicated towards helping me progress in my adventures. (or I guess there’s a possibility that I did it myself unconsciously just by setting the intention..but it felt more like outside help)

I began a lesson in the studio with a dj, but kept loosing consciousness and feeling like I was passing out every 2 minutes. I  tried meditating but every time I closed my eyes it made it impossible for me to stay awake in the dream.

So not a great success, probably due to a recent bout of sloppiness in the maintenance of my energy body, but reassurance that there was an abundance of help and guidance available to me if only I just ask clearly for what I want…again, an interesting metaphor for physical life!  Definitely more on that later 🙂

7220110-conceptual-image--window-in-skyI’d been out to a party with my partner at the time and I’d had to get out of bed at about 4 am to help him by getting him a bucket. (too many Jaeger bombs)

I got myself back to sleep by doing my usual relaxation technique and thought to try visualising the kitchen in great detail to try to induce an o.b.e.  As I did, the blackness I could see behind my eyelids gradually turned into 3d image and I found myself running down the hallway and stairs again to help Alex. I could see there were puddles on the carpet where he’d been trying to get to the loo on time and not making it.

I was quite worried about him because the carpet was soaked! …then I realised there was far too much vomit for the scene to be believable, and so of course became lucid.  I was dreaming. I felt myself lift up from the ground and levitate comfortably about 5 feet up. (This usually happens as soon as I wake up in a dream)

Pleased that I’d managed to come out of body, I floated back up the stairs and hovered over Alex for a while to see what it would feel like to either of us and if he would notice me.  There was actually a stuffed dummy lying in his place. ‘Nevermind’ I thought.  I then slipped effortlessly out of the window next to my bed and up into the sky.  Didn’t need to make any commands to fly anywhere this time, it was as if someone else were doing it for me.

Seeing the roof of the house get smaller as I got higher in the sky, sent a chill of excitement through me and it crossed my mind that I should have put a jumper on.  Then I reminded myself I was out of body and chuckled as my mental attachment to the concept of temperature disappeared.

I whizzed around and upwards in spiraling motions until I went through another window in the sky, identical to the one I’d gone through on leaving the bedroom. I carried on up effortlessly for a few minutes at a swift and steady pace and with perfect control.

I kept seeing big bunches of teddy bears and life sized cuddly toys suspended in the sky, and took great pleasure in charging towards them at full speed and hugging them/rolling around with them.  I felt a sense of  “They know me so well- putting these here for me”.

Then a young woman came over to me, with a smile on her face, offering me a bucket.  I said ” Oh do I need to go back to my body? does Alex need me?”  She said “No don’t worry hes fine.. we are looking out for him.”  I amused myself for a while by doing some pretend sky-boarding moves…just because I could.

I went through another window / layer / dimension, and found myself  floating past a classically English looking pub called the King William.  There were lots of men standing outside of it, drinking pints.

I made immediate eye contact with one guy in his 50’s who put his pint down and came straight over to shake my hand. I said “William is it?” in my quite excited and nervous state.  He glanced at the sign on the side of the pub and laughed.  “No no, I’m Steven” .

I followed him inside to the bar, where we chatted a while about my journey. I had so many questions, but I was so excited that I couldn’t articulate them very well.

He was amused to hear about the teddy-bears and the air-boarding. I asked him “So where are we then?   He said  “Well, its still you know that ?” seeming to try to get an idea of how much I understood.  I said “Yeah I know, but which dimension?”

Just then, a group of about 6 younger, scruffy men came over to the bar.  They were all Irish. They were being quite rowdy, and distracted Steven from answering my questions. One of them was joking around with me, and looking down my top in an obvious but inoffensive way. He was just playing.  He seemed to be a gypsy or someone with a very carefree spirit.

Cant remember anything after that! I must have gone back to my body or suddenly lost focus.


Exploring all aspects of lucid dreaming, out of body experiences and meditation. Reports of my own astral experiences and useful information on how to use astral projection as a consciousness development tool.

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This was an intense one. It felt a bit rubbish, but it all worked out in the end .

I was just on the edge of falling asleep, lying on my left side when I felt myself sliding slowly backwards across the bed as if being gently pulled. I opened my eyes and almost panicked for a second as it felt like a physical experience and I wondered if I would fall off the edge with a thud.
I could hear the sweeping/rustling sound of my body moving across the sheet and couldn’t see my physical body as I moved away from it which was confusing.  I managed to go with it though, and gently floated around the room while I mustered the energy to fly with direction.

As usual, I tried to fly directly upwards and used the “higher self now” command but I struggled to get anywhere. I did some deep breathing and decided to try going forwards instead of upwards as it seemed to take less energy.

I went through about 3 walls, one after the other, each time being aware that I was still indoors somewhere but on a different dimension.  I popped out of the last wall into what appeared to be a museum, with quite a few people wandering around. 
I was among display cabinets full of Egyptian looking jewellery.  Most of the pieces were gold or brass coloured and had hieroglyphs and animal symbols on them.

I realised I could pick up anything I wanted as I had no physical body and nobody would notice. I picked up a gold ring with a carving of a griffin-like bird on it and studied it for a while. I was going to take it as a souvenir but then became aware that it would be stealing, and even though I was pretty sure nobody could see me they would see the ring moving around in the air and might think that strange.

When I’d had enough of looking at all the Egyptian artefacts and jewels I asked “why am I here“ and looked around, strongly expecting an answer to come from somewhere.  I asked quite a few times but got nothing.  Then I asked to go somewhere else, and tried the “Higher self now” command, but nothing happened.

Everyone I looked at seemed to be busy, or walking quickly to get somewhere.   Eventually I was drawn to a man walking past me on my left. I looked directly at him and said “excuse me please, why am I here?”  He didn’t want to stop, and I felt very little warmth from him but I did feel somehow he was there for me, or was at least more similar to me than everyone else there.  He turned and said “because you’re lost”

I asked him what he meant, and he explained it in one sentence with one key word I’d never heard before.  I knew I might not remember it so I asked if I could go to a library to find out what it meant.  He smiled and said “you wont find it”

I started to feel very emotional and started to sob…I wasn’t scared or worried, just emotional.  (At this early stage of astral travelling that seemed to happen as soon as I had contact with another person/soul in an o.b.e.)
From nowhere, I was given an intricately decorated gold bracelet to study.  It seemed like I was being encouraged to focus on something. I tried asking another man how I could move on from this place or to explain to me in what way I was “lost”, but he just politely told me that it was rude of me to keep asking people there for help and that I’d better stop it.

I felt quite alone and experienced a strange sense of guilt like a naughty child…as if somehow ‘Spirit’ or ‘Guides’ were sick of helping me out and I should just toughen up and find my own way this time.
I continued to try the commands, but started to intermittently slip out of waking consciousness. I remember briefly being outside somewhere very colourful, but I could only fly very slowly and couldn’t get more than a couple of feet from the ground. It was very frustrating…I was sobbing and purging some painful emotion in a way I have only ever experienced whilst out of body.

The last thing I remember was floating around a ceiling, trying to go through it.  It had saucepans hanging from it that were getting in my way, so I kept moving along to clearer areas to try again.  Every time I got near them they would fill up with more saucepans…and then a few colanders were added to the impasse.
As I tried harder and harder, the metal became sharper and pointier, until eventually there were metal spikes and barbed wire appearing!  I was NOT supposed to go through this ceiling and was definitely getting the impression that I could not go any higher or further within this experience.

The whole experience felt heavy, frustrating and sad. There were deep sobs flowing through me for what felt like hours and I when I came back to my physical body I didn’t feel exhilarated or excited as I had after previous o.b.e.s so far. There was a “tough love” vibe about the whole thing.

After this experience I’d been trying hard to think of possible reasons why my soul was so sad and in what way I might be “lost” at the moment in life, but I honestly couldn’t work it out. I couldn’t remember the keyword I was given either.
I wondered if I might have been reading too much into it and  should just try to shelve it as a ‘random dream’ type of experience, but I couldn’t.  I’ve always been quite analytical in this way.
I began to feel a bit down and “lost” almost as a result of the o.b.e. and after a couple of weeks, I was forced by this feeling to spend some good long hours in meditation, hibernation and detox.
It was from this dedicated period of soul searching that I found the answer, and when I did I was SO glad that it had been pointed out to me sooner rather than later otherwise I may have been careering off in the wrong direction for months and never clocked it.

   O.b.e.s weren’t always going to be hugely uplifting, but they were beginning to prove themselves as meaningful and useful. 

This threw up a few questions about the difference between o.b.e.s and lucid dreams.  I needed to learn about how to recognise projections of my own subconscious, whilst in consensus realities.  They could obviously be layered together quite seamlessly.

The ceiling issue, and my lack of flying power, represented a limitation that the physical Me had been causing the energy Me without knowing. The saucepans in my way, represented the fact that I was too used to being a chef… I had never enjoyed it but had been limiting myself and my ability to change.

girl_under_water_by_supermoonThis was my first mind blowing o.b.e.  It was the first time I’d spent a substantial amount of time being fully conscious in an environment that was definitely not a dream environment.  This is the report I sent to the group of people that I attended Todd’s workshop with at the tower in Woolwich.

Before I get stuck into details I just want to admit outright that this amazingly profound and life-changing experience happened after a night out on the town during which I had consumed an un-lady-like amount of beer, 3 cupcakes and a big plate of cheese on toast.  Needless to say, inducing an O.B.E could not have been further from my mind on this occasion.
If I’m honest, for me personally, being hung over seems to be quite a conducive state for my awareness to shift out. Its always after a few hours sleep when I’ve woken up feeling rough and am trying to drop off again. (I’m not suggesting that you try this at home !)

I’m sure it cant be directly linked to the alcohol, so I can only conclude it’s maybe something to do with what socialising in large groups does to my energy…maybe it’s because I’m empathising intently with different, new people all night which opens the heart chakra, or maybe its helped by dancing to music and letting my hair down so to speak. I know the native Americans used to rate dancing as key for their shamanic journeys. Or just as likely its because when I go to sleep drunk I wake up a few hours later needing water and am so dizzy that I have to do full-on breathing techniques for relaxation to get me back to sleep. I don’t know… anyway :

I’d woken up after a few hours sleep and was doing my usual get-back-to-sleep-quick relaxation technique which is taken from an induction I learned in hypnotherapy.  I soon became very aware of a rocking sensation that felt like being on one of those awful ‘Mary Rose’ type fairground rides and was increasing in intensity.  As it went on for 30 seconds or so, the momentum built until I was catapulted up into a standing position at the end of the bed (but floating)

Struggling to contain my excitement so as not to ruin it, I experimented with going through a few internal walls in the house. I was able to walk through the wall to my friends bedroom It became apparent that I couldn’t go outside the external walls, so I said “higher self now” .

I found myself in a kind of student union bar with 50 or so other people who were all running riot, falling about laughing and talking excitedly to each other.  After a while of talking to people who were telling me that they were also aware that they were dreaming, I realised what it was about, so asked for a show of hands..   “How many of you are dreaming ?”   About 2 thirds of them put their hands up and some of the others began to look confused.    
Some looked excited when they became lucid, but a few got a bit upset. One guy was really sad to realise that at some point he’d have to go back to his physical life and was crying on me until I counselled him through it with the help of another guy.

So it seemed this place was set up for trainee out of body explorers to compare lucid dreaming notes and help each other raise and sustain their level of consciousness until they were ready for the next step up !   So I said “higher self now” and floated upwards/forwards.

Next I was in what looked like a toy workshop. There were mobiles made of tiny wooden horses hanging from the ceiling and lots of other toys and models on display. Everything had the same spindly, spiky, sharp look about it that made it obvious it wasn’t meant to be touched or sat on, so I kept moving / floating around and examining it all until I got bored and said “ok why have I come here?”

A gorgeous little elf-like man turned around to me and said ” because I’m here…I thought you’d never ask! ”  I asked who he was and he said he was my guide and his name was Emlyn.  I was all overcome with happy tears and kept hugging him and sobbing for ages until he eventually asked why I was being so soppy…I think he knew though.  It was hard to find words for how much love I felt towards him and for getting to this point of discovery of my own freedom.

I did a lot of flying around and diving through deep water, breathing, like a fish.. basking for a while in the freedom of all the things we cant do here on the physical.
During which I kept checking back to all the stages of where I’d been and could feel myself being in up to four of those places at one time.   There was the Me lying in bed, the Me that had rocked / bounced back and forward to eventually catapult my energy body to be standing at the foot of the bed,  (in that dimension I could float around the house and go through internal walls only) …then there was the Me in the realm of the elf’s toy workshop, and then the Me in the realm above / outside of that in which I spent the majority of the duration.

Emlyn said to me “Go on, off you go, anywhere you like”  Ironically I then found myself standing next to the speakers at a party, trying to dance.. It was impossible to move to a rhythm without a body.
Emlyn turned up, rolled his eyes at me and laughed at how I’d tried to experience one of my regular physical human pastimes whilst out of body. I remember laughing too at how mediocre it was compared with what I could now do. 
 We went over to a windowsill where I found a tiny cassette tape with “magician” written on it.  I asked if I could take it with me and he appeared to check with someone else before saying yes… I put it in my pocket and said “higher self now”.

I spent a while in a world that looked like earth but had 2 moons hanging in the sky where I was met by a few people/aspects of people I know in physical life.  There were a few little challenges and emotional tasks to contend with and then I asked to go up to another level.  It felt like something was reluctant to allow me to but I went up anyway… I was faced with a horrible gruesome scene I had to turn away from, which felt like it made my whole body convulse and choke in shock.. but it was no big deal as I just went back to the elves place for a while before slowly waking up back in my physical body all full of beans and grinning like a Cheshire cat.

p.s. The tape wasn’t in my pocket when I woke up…I’d like to think that’s just because I didn’t have any pockets in my nighty 🙂

Even though I’d had a fair amount of lucid and flying dreams, and sleepy O.B.Es around my bedroom before, this topped them all by miles.  I was absolutely stunned at how conscious I was and how much more real than real it had all felt. I was fully able to remember all the tips we learnt at the tower, and take stock of it all for as long as I wanted .
  The guide, Emlyn, had felt like a long lost friend that was closer to me than anyone I’d ever known. The whole thing left me feeling so completely fearless and at peace I cant even describe it… I feel very lucky as all I did was simply hold the intention for it to happen and it did.   I reckon it must be different for everyone.

images2There are quite a few different factors that effect my ability to go out of body but the main two things that seem to be of up most importance for me are :

1)    Regular meditation/energy work, and

2)    The right amount of sleep.

1)          As I understand it, my ability to separate my awareness from my physical body is helped by the amount of time I spend with my awareness in my energy body.  Breathing into/ expanding my chakras, and sitting/meditating with my focus being on, or in them is key.  I think of it as building etheric muscles!

When I say “breathe into” I mean imagine the chakras have mouths…and they are drawing in energy or light (however you personally see or feel it) .   Feel them expand and open, and try to create a light, buoyant feeling …a bit like the gentle upwards force of a helium balloon.

For the purpose of astral projection I always move energy upwards, and spend a lot of time on the heart, and crown chakras.  To help the heart chakra to expand, ( I often find that if I haven’t done it for a while, it’s hard work as this is where we tend to hold a lot of our sorrow before we let it go),  it helps to focus on cultivating feelings of intense gratitude…as you breathe into the heart, try saying thank-you for everything and everyone you can think of to be grateful for.

Also, breathing into the chakras above the crown seems to be quite a powerful exercise.  These are known as the transpersonal chakras.  According to most modern depictions, one is about 4 inches, one around 12 inches and the other about 18 inches above the top of the head.

The highest is often referred to as the Grand Portal.  It is believed by various yogis, mystics etc to provide access for soul travel,  into alternate universes, and to higher planes of existence .  (wiki quote 🙂

As far as I know, these higher chakras make up part of our higher frequency energy bodies. In theory this would mean (and Iv’e found this to be true) that if we spend time with our awareness in them, we will find it easier whilst out of body to travel to higher frequency dimensions..a few layers out, so to speak. This is because essentially all that’s happening when we travel between dimensions is we are shifting our awareness into the aspect of ourselves, or the energy body, that’s already there..already resonating with the frequency of the dimension.

2)      I have never had an o.b.e. in the first 3 hours of sleep. Anywhere between 3 and 6 hours of sleep is optimal as it is at these times that our brainwaves are most likely to move into a Theta frequency (4-7 hz).  This frequency allows us to access both our conscious and subconscious minds simultaneously…hence creating a lucid or conscious dream state which is a very commonly used platform to advance into an o.b.e.  (will explain my perception of the difference  between them later.)

Other aspects of lifestyle that  make a difference, although not as big a difference as the above, are diet and exercise.  Here’s what I’ve noticed :

Exercise, eg. running, swimming, dancing or anything that increases my heart rate seems to make me resonate at a higher frequency.  I only believe this because it makes me feel happier, lighter and more free.

Yoga is great too but I would put that in the category of energy work/meditation.

Food wise, eating as many foods that come from the ground and contain live cells as possible also seems to raise my frequency. Fruit, salad, seeds, raw nuts etc.  And as few heavy, stodgy, sugary, processed or dead foods as poss.

That said, it’s not a rule for me that if I eat cake I don’t come out!  I am not by any means a health guru. and truth be known, Iv’e had some of my best after a night out on the sauce…but only when Iv’e had a good time and feel uplifted… this is what leads me to believe that its about ones over-all resonance.. so there are no hard and fast rules.


Hi I’m Janey. I’d like to use this blog to share some of my most exciting experiences and also share some useful hints and tips on how to increase your chances of having your own out of body experiences ( O.B.Es) My aim is to explain the subject in a down to earth manner that people can digest even if they aren’t spiritually minded.

Just to  give you a bit of background, this is how it all started happening for me:

Aside from a fair few dreams about flying I had as a child, and a couple of times in later years waking to find myself floating sleepily and clumsily in various corners of the bedroom, my main experiences of astral projection started to happen 3 or 4 years ago. Until then, I had always thought of those previous few events as just very strange dreams.

A few years ago, in the summer, I was feeling quite low and knew I needed to put in some serious meditation and self healing time, so I decided to go to a retreat in Glastonbury. The lady there was running a workshop for women, with most of the meditation work focusing on healing the heart chakra which sounded perfect for me at the time.  The retreat was situated right next to the Tor, on one of the ley lines that cross over there so I suspect this may have added to the intensity of what I experienced but I cant be sure.

Both nights I stayed there I had very lucid (conscious) dreams, in which I was communicating with a guide who was teaching me how to control the scenes around me, how to navigate and change things using just my intention.

One night the lady running the retreat appeared in my dream, and the next day, before I had chance to tell her about it, she told ME about it…in detail…Yep!

Anyway, to cut a long story short I came away from Glastonbury having done so much work on my heart chakra that I could probably have floated back to London. I had an extremely light, buoyant, expanded feeling all over that area which stayed with me for the following month or two.

During most nights for the few weeks after I got home, I woke up numerous times on the ceiling, or floating down the stairs. My dreams were constantly lucid to the point where I began to feel like a highly trained sorcerer !  It was so much fun! …manifesting objects at will, changing dark scenes to light ones, gradually perfecting the skill of controlling my movements and my environment…and all the time being guided and trained by someone just as real as myself, if not more so. ( It was usually a woman on my left, but on the occasions it was a man, he would always appear on my right.) It was like going to Hogwarts every night…couldn’t wait to go to bed.

In was during that few weeks that the penny dropped and I made the connection between lucid dreams and out of body experiences, and Googled it. I was directed to a website which had an advert for an astral projection and lucid dreaming workshop being held by a guy called Todd in a converted water tower in Woolwich. I signed up straight away and went along a few months later.

It was great to finally be able to compare notes with others who were having similar experiences, and I learned some great techniques for enhancing my experience… by prolonging it, moving to other higher vibrational dimensions, and by testing the environments I was in. I didn’t really get to put these fully into practice straight away as there was a  period of no such activity for me but a month or so later, I had an absolutely epic O.B.E.

During this one I was able to use what I’d learnt and I managed to stay fully conscious for what felt like a good few hours and navigate my way to places that were not dream environments…I was not able to change things easily with my thoughts. Things were solid. I was still flying/floating but I met people going about their daily business like we see here on the physical plane. I also went to places that were solid but beyond earth-like. Scenes and landscapes that I can only liken to something from a sci-fi movie with 2 or more moons and planets hanging in the sky and animals that I’d never seen before.

This was actually a life changing event for me. I had a massive grin on my face than I was unable to hide for about a week and since then Iv’e been hooked.  The best way I can describe the feeling  is to say that it had been absolutely confirmed to me without a shadow of a doubt that I would never die. There was no such thing as mortality anymore. I felt EXACTLY the same only better without my body. For the first time ever I was free from the fear of the unknown, the fear of not having found or understood a point to my existence, free from earthly physical laws such as gravity.  I could breathe under water, fly, teleport, and I was still Janey…same awareness, same sense of humour, same emotional sensitivity. (I don’t know how this would change if I were permanently separated from my body I.e ‘brown bread’ but almost everyone else I’ve met on the astral planes seems pretty ok with it and fully in existence…Ill explain later)

This was the first time I’d spoken face to face with another fully solid, conscious person whilst out of body. When he came over and introduced himself as my guide, shook my hand and said “so where do you want to go? Its up to you, anywhere you like”  I was overwhelmed with happiness unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. (I actually cried on him for quite a while till he told me to pull myself together!)

So that very feeling there, is my motivation for spreading the word to anyone else who wants to experience it. And ironically, I intend to do it in a very down to earth way.  Ill describe a few meditation techniques that I’ve found to be helpful,  go through a bit of theory (as I understand it anyway), and share some stories about where I’ve been and what I’ve found out, that will hopefully inspire you.  You wont need to buy into believing anything you haven’t seen for yourself in order to experience astral projection. And for those of you who are already doing it, just enjoy the stories.