It happened last night. I astral projected! I trusted myself, had patience, shifted my thinking and energy to create the magic, and astral projected on my own. Wow. It was incredible.
It began in Dream Town. I was walking up stairs into a lobby and there were some punk kids were blocking the stairs. I wanted to show them that I could fly up the stairs with my shoes by pushing a button. They laughed at me, I laughed right back as I pushed the button on my white Nikes and flew up the stairs right past ’em.
I flew outside to the parking lot and saw my mom, gave her a wink and flew straight up.
Now here’s where I noticed a difference between lucid dreams of flying, and astral traveling. I shot straight up with little effort. In a lucid dream, I usually need to exert a little “physical energy.” Not this time. My mind propelled me and sent me straight up toward the clouds at rocket speed. I looked up and saw the darkness – space was ahead of me.
I made a conscious decision to cross over into space. I had a little fear – what if the human body isn’t supposed to travel to space unprotected? Then I remembered, this isn’t a human body traveling – this is my astral body traveling, and she can go and do anything she wants.
I looked up, pushed through Earth’s atmosphere and crossed into space. Immediately there was a pop and a swift temperature change. The air was cooler, the environment dark. All I felt was stillness. I saw a million stars. Off in the distance, the moon and planets. I didn’t know what to do next, but knew I wanted to be sure I could return to my physical body. I pictured my body back in bed and then, as if a cosmic vacuum was powered up, felt my astral body sucked right back into my physical body.
And now all I want to do is sleep so I can experience this again. Want to learn more about astral projection?