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March 6th, 2010, 02:57 PM
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Dream or first Astral Projection? LOL
A few nights ago, I must have been floating somewhere in between the physical plane and the astral plane. It felt like a series of dreams, but the experience itself was different.
"I wake up in my bed the room is dark. My alarm clock didn't wake me, so it must be several hours before I usually wake up. (It feels like about 4 am) I try to look at my alarm clock but the numbers are somehow blurry. Then I hear people in other parts of the apartment; my parents are clearly talking with my uncle and grandmother. I silently curse them for waking me up with their talking. I see light coming from underneath my closed door, the lights are on in the hall. I haven't heard anyone talking for a few minutes now. Suddenly, there's a noise coming from the hall. Something tells me it is a malevolent ghost. I'm worried, even a bit nervous because I don't know if I can banish it from our house. It tried to open the door with even more noise. I felt the urge to fight it on the astral plane, before anyone got alarmed. I attempt to project myself. I throw my ethereal body through the door, but got stuck in it. As I become part of it, I realize that I've never been able to project thus far, and I smile with that thought. Did I finally do it? Knowing I am now stuck because I didn't believe enough in myself, I return to my body with a technique I had read. I feel getting sucked back in it, which was kinda like 'clicking' back a dislocated shoulder. I fall asleep again, and then had another 'false awakening'. I look at my alarm clock again, same blurry numbers. I try to project again and within a second I get out of my body, and I find myself holding the iron frame of my bed, while my head is half stuck in the wall between my room and my parents' room. I go back to my body, fall asleep again, wake up again. Look at my alarm clock: blurry numbers. I was like, "scr*w this, I'm checking MW." Turn my computer on, irrational events happen; a hacker infiltrated my computer via msn and a virus. I manage to block him and think of going to bed again, since it was still way too early. I fall asleep and wake up again. I look at my alarm clock: 08:02. Was about damn time that thing finally showed the time.  I got up and write down everything down and think about what had happened..."Damn! What a wall of text haha. Ok so this happened on the night of the first full moon of the 2010... The first time I have ever dreamed about the room I sleep in... Any thoughts/interpretations?
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March 7th, 2010, 02:11 PM
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I think you did astral project in your dream state if you noticed blurry images. For me, when I'm walking around in my own house, the astral plane tends to be blurry, but I can see my animal helpers or Higher Selves of my family members. That's a big difference.
I think you shouldn't frightened of this ability. You just need to figure out how to hone this skill. 
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"He drew a circle that shut me out Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout But love and I had the wit to win We drew a circle that took him in." - Edwin Markham "If you have form'd a circle to go into, Go into it yourself & see how you would do." - William Blake OCTOBER COUNTRY...that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights lingers, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain... ~ "The October Country" by Ray Bradbury
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March 7th, 2010, 03:06 PM
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March 7th, 2010, 03:17 PM
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You must not be afraid. Call upon your spirit guide to protect you. In the beginning, it gets bumpy because your soul is not used to become separated from the physical body, so there will be a struggle between going into the astral and then back to the physical body. Also, your feeling of being "stuck" means there are fears need to be addressed, but you must figure that out by yourself.
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"He drew a circle that shut me out Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout But love and I had the wit to win We drew a circle that took him in." - Edwin Markham "If you have form'd a circle to go into, Go into it yourself & see how you would do." - William Blake OCTOBER COUNTRY...that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights lingers, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain... ~ "The October Country" by Ray Bradbury
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March 7th, 2010, 03:24 PM
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 At least he hasn't revealed him/herself yet...aaand I don't think I've ever seen it do something for me.
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March 7th, 2010, 03:49 PM
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If you don't have a spirit guide, how else you travel to the realm of the spirit? He helps you with Astral Projection and raise your energy vibrations, this I can feel. You, yourself just didn't realize it yet.
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"He drew a circle that shut me out Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout But love and I had the wit to win We drew a circle that took him in." - Edwin Markham "If you have form'd a circle to go into, Go into it yourself & see how you would do." - William Blake OCTOBER COUNTRY...that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights lingers, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain... ~ "The October Country" by Ray Bradbury
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March 7th, 2010, 03:57 PM
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 And how exactly am I supposed to raise my energy vibes?
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March 7th, 2010, 09:17 PM
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The above page should help!
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"He drew a circle that shut me out Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout But love and I had the wit to win We drew a circle that took him in." - Edwin Markham "If you have form'd a circle to go into, Go into it yourself & see how you would do." - William Blake OCTOBER COUNTRY...that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights lingers, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain... ~ "The October Country" by Ray Bradbury
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March 8th, 2010, 01:16 AM
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