Finally Out and About Flying Free

Phew where does the time go, can’t believe it’s now the other side of Christmas and the days are getting longer. My OBEs went to sleep for a while now they seem to have woken up a bit. They are rather short but it is good to be out.

In the first I leave my body and find myself in my garden in England I look around and fly to the end of the garden and look over to the left. There is something new and kind of new settlement, though not permanent in the sense of buildings etc and I see lots of blue lights. I am very happy as I feel there has been progress, something has evolved. The ‘people’ I say people but I don’t see anyone at first, I just get a feeling, however, the feeling that I get is that they are self-sufficient, they no longer rely on external things, not for survival of for spirituality. Everything they need is contained within. They even carry their own shelter with them, someone comes over and demonstrates how they can easily create a kind of igloo type shelter around them.

A few nights later I have the following experience.

It’s so good to be out and about, I love the feeling you get when you’re out there, it’s difficult to describe, a feeling of lightness, of freedom, so good to have a break from gravity lol. It’s not just that though, it’s a break from the predictability of the 3D reality.

I am dreaming I am in my old bedroom in England, I am dreaming that I want to have an OBE, I am in bed. At which point I start to feel the signs that I am about to have an OBE and I become lucid, I let the gentle fizz run through my body and I get up out of it.

I believe I am already in the astral probably in an astral version of my bedroom, I am lucid and it is not a lucid dream, it feels different, definitely has the OBE feel about it. I look at the window with the intent to fly through but it is all boarded up, and I feel it would take a lot of effort to go through. I decide instead to explore the house to see what wonders lie within. I float out of the room and see a figure in front of me a white, almost transparent lady, as I go towards her she kind of puffs away. I go down the stairs and I see my dad in the hall, though he has no substance, (my dad passed a while ago) I feel the figure of my dad is residue energy, he too disappears. I fly out of a window into the garden, how wonderful it is, the garden is permeated with a joyful energy. I look up there are some autumn leaves blowing in the wind, the leaves turn into birds, it is magical.

I don’t remember anymore, and soon wake up.

So cool to be out and about again, though I do feel that even if we may not remember what we do at night, there is always something going on. In the last weeks I feel I have been going very deep, maybe too deep to bring anything back to be processed by the human brain.  

In the next OBE I am in a dream and I am very high up in a building, I get the urge to fly through the window, at that moment I become lucid and as I fly through the window I realise I am in the astral. It feels so good, I am flying very fast over a lake, I look around to decide which direction I feel like flying towards. I am sooo full of energy and I throw off my clothes to feel the energy sensations against my skin. I feel this is symbolic of throwing off earthy type energies. It feels so good I could cry, all the time I feel my energy rising.

I decide to fly towards some mountains, there is a small settlement and I find myself there with a young man, I feel we know each other quite well, I tell him how I am almost bursting with energy. We walk around the settlement to the other side I see a woman maybe Chinese, then suddenly I realise a volcano has erupted and we are close to the flow the lava, the young man says he’s never been so close to lava before. Then a strange thing happens and he sort of drops into the lava, all remains is his head on top of the lava flow and I pick it up though it is not really a human shape head and it is small and inanimate. Someone says to me, ‘it’s a good job you picked up his head’. The settlement isn’t stable as I see some cliffs fall into the water a distance away and now there is the threat of a tidal wave. I know I can fly and I am just about to take off to go to higher ground and an asian looking guy grabs my arm, he is trying to help me, to stop me from being swept away by the water, he doesn’t know I can fly. Momentarily the danger passes and he lets go of my arm, at which point I head towards higher ground.

I wake up.

I seem to be getting my night time focus back instead of falling into deep sleeps where I remember very little. Maybe this has to do with the days getting longer and with spring just around the corner. The wood pigeons are getting more vocal which I love, it’s a bird that has followed many of us through life though we may not have always been fully aware of its presence as I feel it is a bird that is often taken for granted. However, at least for me the cooing reaches a part of me that lies deep within. I recently read that the birds are 5th dimensional beings and there song holds secial messages for us. They certainly always remind me of my OBEs when I see them flying, reminds me of the feeling I have when I’m out there ‘free as a bird’.

Thanks for listening,

Happy travels!