Astral Eyes Open

I repeat my mantra over and over. It’s not so much a mantra as it is just five random words I put together years ago and would say repeatedly in my mind when I could not fall asleep. It helped to stop all of the unnecessary chatter that kept me awake at night. Now, when I begin saying these words in my head, my body seems to instantly calm.
I am not awake, nor am I asleep. I am consciously aware. My body vibrates, my face tingles, I open my astral eyes and move my astral arms. I can feel that I exist physically AND astrally at the same time. It is as if there are two of me but we exist as one, one mind. I can see with my astral eyes but I can not see my astral hands waving in front of my face. I know they are there, I can feel them, I am moving them, I just can’t see them. I can feel that my physical head is laying still on my pillow, and I can also feel my astral head moving and turning about while I look around the room. Oddly enough, I can see that my astral self is in the form of a human body and it is a bright green color (I actually can not describe the color in words), even though I can not see my astral body.
Now that I am positive that I am astrally awake, I want to fully leave my body and have an experience in the astral realm. I know I have done this many, many, many times before, I just do not remember most of my experiences, and this is the first time it has been intentional. I try to sit up with my astral body, but I can not. I try to will myself out, but other than my head and hands, my body feels stuck. There are pictures, many pictures, flashing in my mind. They are places I somehow know I have been to but I can not recall. I decide to try to ‘grab’ one and hopefully hold on to it long enough so that I can project myself there. Amazingly I ‘grab’ one with my mind and hold it still. It is a meadow surrounded by trees. It is daytime but not exceptionally sunny. It is warm enough with a bit of a cool breeze. (I assume that the warmth I feel is the heat on in my bedroom and the cool breeze is because my window is open, so I decide not to jump to any conclusions). I focus strongly on what I see and I try to will myself there. I tell myself that this will be my starting point, and if it works then I will always start my journeys there. After a good, long while I realize that this isn’t going to work. I then try something which I think will be much easier. I try to just move through my house. That doesn’t work either. I believe it did not work because I didn’t really want to wander around my house. I know I have been amazing places and sticking around my house was just so boring. Next I decide to focus on a person that I now well enough that I can picture them perfectly with the hopes that I end up in their home. It was my mother, and that did not work.
I am not ready to give up so I decide that I will try techniques which I have recently read about. I try to sway myself out of my body. Nope. I try to roll myself out of my body. Nothing. I try to imagine a rope to grab onto and pull myself out. Still no luck. I wanted to go through the whole process fully aware of each step so that I could know what I do and how I do it, but after about an hour of trying I am disappointed and tired. My face still tingles, my body is still vibrating, and I am still aware of my astral body, but I have run out of ideas. As I am deciding that I am just going to roll over and go to sleep an idea pops into my mind. I am not enthusiastic about it because even if it works I don’t think I will remember anything. I try anyway and I say “I give in to my Higher Self. You have control. Take me where you believe I should go. I am you, you are me, we are one. My Higher Self. Take me where I should be. I give myself to my Higher Self.” Then I repeated several times that I would remember my journey. I then went back to my mantra and drifted off.
I don’t remember what happened next. I don’t recall the play by play of leaving my body. I found myself in the upper corner of my room looking at my physical body. Then something pulled me from behind. It was a strong force, but it did not hurt. I was a little scared, I could feel the uneasiness inside of me, the fear, but I had read about this before and I believe that remembering what I had read helped me to remain calm. I also had this feeling (of being pulled by a force) stored somewhere far back in my memory banks. It was a familiar feeling. It was scary because this was the first time I was consciously aware of what was happening in real time. I knew I would be ok, but I still had that little piece of me telling myself to keep an eye out for anyone or anything that didn’t feel right. It seemed like I knew there was always a possibility that not everything is as fun and perfect as it may first seem in the astral world. I was excited and afraid at the same time. I watched the world get smaller as I was being pulled away. I was being pulled from behind and moving upward diagonally. The night sky became darker as I moved into space. I could feel the wind against me, as I was moving quite fast. I was amazed at the fact that I knew what was going on, I knew that my physical body was safe in my bed, but even as I thought about it I was not pulled back into my body. I remembered reading that if I thought about my physical body then I would automatically be pulled back into it. I worried that my trip would end at this point so I pushed the thought of my physical body to the back of my mind so that it wasn’t my main focus. The thought was with me throughout the entire experience, but it was as if I had put it in my pocket. I think I kept it close in case I needed a quick escape. I didn’t fully trust what was going on.
The next thing I remember is getting closer and closer to a white building. My speed had slowed down quite a bit, I was still being guided by the force, but I was now facing forward as I moved. As the building became clearer, so did the landscape. Everything was uniform. There were squares on the ground, rows of them. Inside each square were colors. Each square was the exact same. As I got closer it looked as though the colors inside the squares were actually lilies and lily pads. Each square was exactly the same as the next. I can not explain how perfect they were. Color, shape, size, just perfectly beautiful.
I was finally close enough to see shapes moving around inside the building. They were human shapes. It looked as though there was a social gathering. The force had stopped moving me and I was now still, sort of hovering over the squares and staring at the building. I thought to myself that I have been here before. It all seemed very familiar. I had been in this exact spot before looking at this same building, but I hadn’t been inside. I wanted to be there, with them, inside. The force ‘heard’ my thought and told me (without words) that I wasn’t ready. It is hard to explain how we communicated. It was not verbal. It was through thought, but without words. I don’t want to say that it was like a visual picture either, because it wasn’t. Hopefully at some point I can find words to describe it.
I then moved my gaze back to the squares that I was still hovering over. I wondered what they were. The force ‘told’ me it was a river. I didn’t believe it because it did not look like water. The force brought me down closer. I had to reach but I was able to put my hand in it. It was water! It was a river with these perfectly uniform lily pads! The colors were indescribable! It was so beautifully perfect. The emotions I felt overwhelmed me. It was then that I felt the tug. I was being pulled back. It wasn’t the force pulling me this time so I knew my trip was ending. I quickly repeated over and over that I would remember this amazing journey. Everything went black.
I woke up in my bed. I lay still for a while as my mind wrapped around the events that just took place. I was so happy that I remembered. I was amazed that I remembered.


01/29/2012