Just to let everyone know, although I have been following threads here for years, this thread is the reason I finally decided to get my 20 replies in
so I could start my own.
I decided to join after what happened to me last night.
First let me give a little background. I have had OOB experiences my whole life. I always looked at it as nothing more than transferring my
consciousness. My 10 year old daughter has experienced this since she was 5. It seems to be characterized, in the waking hours, by having an
adrenaline rush and strong desire to hide from certain individuals. Not in the sense of being afraid, but as sort of a thrill seeking game that
I began my lucid dream flying or levitating. As I was approaching a populated area I got the feeling I was being followed. I accelerated my pace and
landed by what seemed to be a library or museum.
I had a metal box with a radioactive rating on it. The guard checked me out and asked me what the rating of the box was and I remember hoping that it
was a 6 and not a 7. The guard thought it was strange that I didn't know the rating, but let me in when we both discovered it was a six.
I started cataloging artifacts and then I got the message to flee and hide because the person that was following me before was in the building. I
assessed my body and realized that the body I was in was only about 5 feet tall and really thin. I stashed the box and ran down the stairs to a lower
level looking for an exit or hiding place. I found one and decided to hide. As soon as I got settled I started to swoon and awoke in my bed in my own
What brought me back to the body was an adrenaline rush. Upon waking I was burning hot in my spine and soaked in sweat. My heart was beating over 600
beats a second, but it was more like a vibration or frequency instead of a solid beat!
Kinda scary, but comfortably numb at the same time. What WAS scary was the fact that my heart was vibrating at the same frequency as the cable box at
the foot of my bed. (Which was off before I went to sleep.). I stayed awake about 45 minutes afterwards to document and kinda sort things out.
After documenting, I instantly remembered that I had done a lot of missions like this one throughout my life and was kinda angry that I was not able
to do it at will.
I instantly hoped that I had not harmed anyone while doing this in the past and had the feeling that my conscious was somehow transferred to that
Can anybody else throw me a bone or something? I mean WTF?
Should I worry about what my daughter has in store for her future?
Anybody else experience anything remotely similar to this?