Astral Projection Experience

From: Tiffany  (tiffany@tiffanyauman.com)
Story type: Out of Body Experience
Location: My bed
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Fri Jun  4 23:17:39 2010

A few weeks ago a friend sent me an article about out of body experiences that really caught my attention. After a bit of reading I realized that I had experienced Astral Projection as a teenager and had mistaken it for a demon trying to possess me. Now that I knew that was not the case I was interested in experiencing it again. In preparation I took the time to watch a few YouTube videos and read a few articles explaining the process. I even spoke with an intuitive reader about it, and she shared her experiences with me. Her warning was to 'be careful.'

After much thought and research, I ultimately decided against it due to certain fears from my childhood. From everything I read, experiencing fear during astral projection will cause a person to come back to their body, and I remember the experience being pretty scary before. That is why what happened last night came as such a surprise...

I was utterly exhausted due to lack of sleep for the past 3 nights paired with very busy days. I laid down in the bed horizontally (instead of vertically as normal, which I'm still unsure of why I did that, and cuddled up to my pillows. I cut out the light and was eager to fall asleep. After a few minutes of lying there, and being almost fully asleep, I noticed that I could clearly see my dresser and closet. Then I opened my eyes and the clear sight I had was turned to blackness. 'How weird, my eyes were closed' I thought to myself. So I closed my eyes again and when I did suddenly everything was in clear sight again, kind of like when you’re eyes adjust to the darkness. 'It's happening, I'm starting to astral project,' was the thought in the back of my head. I was too tired to try to stop it, and I was interested, but almost scared, to see what would happen next.

I started to relax once more and drift off to sleep. Suddenly, I was well aware that I was experiencing sleep paralysis. I was looking through my spiritual eyes. Once again I could see everything clearly in the room as if my eyes were adjusted to the dark and everything had a translucent glow. it’s hard to explain. But this time I noticed a pair of bright green eyes staring at me from the front part of my closet. This immediately stimulated panic inside of me. I tried to move to turn on the light but I couldn’t. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t scream, and the vibrations were getting heavier and louder. I struggled for a moment, and upon realizing that I was indeed in the process of astral projection I told myself to relax, that I was safe, and I imagined being encapsulated with gold light and then white light. The whole time though I was scared to death because of the vibrations, the feeling of not being able to move my body, yet feeling like I was indeed moving.

I closed my eyes tightly because I didn’t want to see anything, and I felt myself being whirled around.… I don’t know where I was going, all that I know is that I was being whirled around helplessly in a dreamlike world and I actually FELT myself being whirled through the air, yet I was not able to physically move. I struggled to wiggle my toes because I wanted to come out of this. ‘Wake up! Wake up!’ I told myself. But I wasn’t waking up and my surroundings were becoming clearer. I remember seeing a group of people and I was descending upon them from above (I guess this was where I was going) but before I landed I suddenly opened my physical eyes to the darkness of my room and jumped up to cut on my lamp. My heart was pounding, I was wide awake. ‘Oh my God, I just consciously experienced it,’ I said to myself. It was just as frightening as I remember it being nearly ten years ago.

It’s such an unnatural feeling to try to move or scream and not be able to, or to feel these vibrations that everyone who experiences this refers to. I felt out of control and I didn’t like it.

I decided to keep the light on because I hoped it would prevent me from dosing off into another one of those experiences. I am left torn between whether or not this is something I would like to experience again, and lastly –who did the set of green glowing eyes belong to that were peering at me from my closet?