reply to post by mossme89
Hi there - great question..! I clicked on this thread to come and see what answers you'd received; however it seems I've been too quick off the
I've had some limited experience of astral projection - once was entirely without pre-determination from my own conscious mind. I was physically
exhausted, having been forced into a position where I'd been sleeping rough for a couple of months (you don't get much sleep in that sort of
situation..!) Anyway, cutting a long story short, I was back at my mother's house, facing the first night with any prospect of sleeping in a proper
bed for ages, and - as I lay staring at the ceiling - I was totally relaxed.
My mind began to wander, drifting towards the edge of sleep. In an instant, a change was wrought in my perception - without any sort of warning or
transition. I found myself literally floating outside the bedroom door, needing to do a mental double-take - wondering if perhaps I was lucid
dreaming. Quickly, I came to the conclusion that I was in a genuine out-of-body state. I was pretty chuffed to be honest - I'd read about such
things, but had never experienced it (insofar as I was aware). I tried to grasp my left arm with my right hand, to see if it was tangible. It
wasn't, though the positional sense of where my limbs were was entirely intact (hard to explain if you've never experienced it).. In fact, I
couldn't even see myself with any clarity - 'ethereal' would be a very good way to describe it.
I tried to walk, and almost 'fell over'; a bit like trying to walk on rolling waves of jelly, gravity equal to that of the moon. I could half-walk,
half-float in the general direction I wanted to travel - it seemed to have as much to do with my conscious effort as with any 'physical' means of
propulsion. My vision was blurred, as though seeing through a finely-woven muslin sheet (seeing across the dimensional gap..?)
As I reached the end of the landing, I clumsily turned and aimed myself down the stairs. I managed to get to a third of the way down, turning right I
could vaguely see the front door beyond the next flight of steps, at the end of the downstairs hallway. Without warning, a pair of unseen hands were
clasped around my 'neck', and began to strangle me.. This was no joke - I could literally sense the peril of being strangled, along with the
sensation of being unable to draw a breath. The terror escalated within a few seconds, on realising I was powerless to remove - or even feel - the
hands gripping so tightly around my throat. I ended up trying to call out to my mother and stepfather, whose bedroom door I could see in my hazy
peripheral vision. As I tried to force the sound out - nothing came. Instead it seems that the heightened state of anxiety acted as a trigger; one
which 'snapped' me back into my body. I rose, gasping for breath - just like in the stereotypical 'waking from a nightmare' scene in the movies.
Since then, I've read up on the art of astral travel, and feel that the risks are possibly underplayed by those who would have us believe it's an
entirely safe form of 'consciousness exploration'. I feel strongly that if travelling in this manner without due precautions, a person might even
be at risk of offering a home (in the form of one's unoccupied body) to various dangerous psychic energies/entities. My advice therefore would be:
'Tread carefully', and make sure you enlist the support of whatever positive spiritual guides / guardians / traditions you believe in and adhere
I look forward to reading more of the responses you will doubtless receive. You've also inspired me to start researching the phenomenon anew. All
the best - star and flag headed your way.