There was a structure there that I can only interpret as being some sort of outpost. When we arrived at that place, my Dad told me that I could not go any further with him. Distraught, I woke up with the usual signposts of having been in an OBE state. I had felt like I was slammed back into the bed, and heard loud static-like rushing sounds as I re-entered the physical state. The second OBE related to this time in my life was about six months after the night my Dad passed. I work in the Navy, and we were deperming the ship, which is basically wrapping very large cables around the ship and passing current through them to erase the ship"s magnetic signature. In effect, we were sleeping in a very large electromagnet for the 2-3 days this was going on. During that time, I had another OBE that involved my Dad. This particular OBE was the most vivid I have ever had. I attribute that to the electromagnetic field that surrounded me. I was at a level higher than the physical and etheric levels. I knew I was on the Astral Plane. Everything, even inanimate objects had bright auras of colour emanating from them. If I had to best describe that place, I would say that I could "see sound and hear color". if that makes sense. My Dad was there, and as I looked at him, I noticed that he appeared years younger than he was when he had died. And his eyes in particular I noticed had visible sparks of energy dancing within them.
He looked more alive than the best times I remembered from his life. That experience did not last long but before it ended, he asked me directly "I want to know how you have been since this happened" I remember saying to him "Dad, I really miss you!" It was only what seemed like seconds after that, when I found myself being pulled back to the physical. As I started to hear the usual static sounds and feel the pull as if I had become a large magnet, my last words in his presence were of me shouting "NO! I don't want to go back yet!" While I have had other OBEs since then, many spontaneous, and many also self-induced, I have never had one that was as vivid as the above. And even though I still regularly experience astral projection, I have never seen my Dad again after those two encounters. In light of that however, I know for sure with proof that my Dad is ok, and also that it IS possible (if difficult) to communicate with loved ones who have moved on. More than any other experiences I have had, the two I have described here have touched me the deepest.
I CONSIDER MYSELF ONE OF THE LUCKY ONES, WHO HAS BEEN GIVEN THE GIFT OF SPONTANEOUS OUT-OF-BODY EXPERIENCES.
by Wanda McDonald a.k.a Synergy
I FIRST STARTED REALIZING WHAT WAS HAPPENING TO ME AROUND THE AGE OF 14, WHEN I FOUND MYSELF AWAKEN IN A STATE OF PARALYSIS. I had experienced sleep paralysis before, and had always fought it in a panic. This time however, possibly because I was a little older, I just decided to let go. That moment thrust me into the beginning of a life long journey that I am most fortunate to be experiencing.
My story for this submission however deals with a very difficult incident in my life, and an OBE that happened in conjunction with it, or rather two actually. In October of 2001, I lost my Father due to a long battle with illness. I was 26 years old at the time, and present at his side when he passed, along with my Mother. He passed at around 23:00, and I went to my Mother's home afterward. Most of the night was spent sitting up talking, but around 04:30 I decided to try and get a few hours sleep.
I FULLY INTENDED TO TRY AND HAVE AN OUT-OF-BODY EXPERIENCE THAT MORNING, AND I WAS SUCCESSFUL. Not only that, but the details of that particular experience stick with me to this day, in an almost haunting way. You see, when I found myself out-of-body, I also found myself with my Dad. And I went somewhere with him. Where that place was I don't know, and have never been able to find a satisfying explanation.
We started walking together and ended up somewhere that seemed like the boundary of two very different places. There was a structure there that I can only interpret as being some sort of outpost. When we arrived at that place, my Dad told me that I could not go any further with him. Distraught, I woke up with the usual signposts of having been in an OBE state. I had felt like I was slammed back into the bed, and heard loud static-like rushing sounds as I re-entered the physical state.
The second OBE related to this time in my life was about six months after the night my Dad passed. I work in the Navy, and we were deperming the ship, which is basically wrapping very large cables around the ship and passing current through them to erase the ship"s magnetic signature. In effect, we were sleeping in a very large electromagnet for the 2-3 days this was going on. During that time, I had another OBE that involved my Dad.
THIS PARTICULAR OBE WAS THE MOST VIVID I HAVE EVER HAD. I attribute that to the electromagnetic field that surrounded me. I was at a level higher than the physical and etheric levels. I knew I was on the Astral Plane. Everything, even inanimate objects had bright auras of colour emanating from them. If I had to best describe that place, I would say that I could "see sound and hear color". if that makes sense. My Dad was there, and as I looked at him, I noticed that he appeared years younger than he was when he had died. And his eyes in particular I noticed had visible sparks of energy dancing within them. He looked more alive than the best times I remembered from his life.
That experience did not last long but before it ended, he asked me directly "I want to know how you have been since this happened" I remember saying to him "Dad, I really miss you!" It was only what seemed like seconds after that, when I found myself being pulled back to the physical. As I started to hear the usual static sounds and feel the pull as if I had become a large magnet, my last words in his presence were of me shouting "NO! I don't want to go back yet!"
While I have had other OBEs since then, many spontaneous, and many also self-induced, I have never had one that was as vivid as the above. And even though I still regularly experience astral projection, I have never seen my Dad again after those two encounters. In light of that however, I know for sure with proof that my Dad is ok, and also that it IS possible (if difficult) to communicate with loved ones who have moved on. More than any other experiences I have had, the two I have described here have touched me the deepest.
Books in PDF format to read:
Franz Cumont - After Life In Roman PaganismFrater Achad - Chalice Of Ecstasy
Marian Green - A Witch Alone
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