Astral Visits to my Childhood Home
Journey to my old childhood home – 23rd Feb 2016
Sea of daffodils
The following OBE was triggered from a dream in which I was an observer. I found myself watching some people in an apartment block in a war torn country in the Middle East. They were tired of an ongoing 43 year war and wanted to leave. In the dream I started to notice patterns in the bed covers. As I concentrated on the intricate patterns, I wondered for a minute if I had actually woken up for real in my physical bed.
Feeling inquisitive and fairly lucid, I then floated down to the carpet to study that as well. This instantly threw me into full waking consciousness. I was now fully lucid. At that moment I felt myself leave my body and shift away from the dream location.
In an instant I found myself in the old courtyard of my childhood home, which is 15 miles away from my current home. I haven’t been back since leaving home 20 years ago as my parents also moved away.
I was now floating above roof top level where I was drawn to a gap in the gutter of one of the neighbouring houses. Everything looked exactly as I remember, the detail was stunning. In the gap I was surprised to find two of my Dog’s favourite toys wedged in the gap. One was her bunny. I half expected my Dog to appear but she didn’t.
I then floated down to the ground. I was conscious that I needed to maintain the experience or the scene would lose clarity. The scene was already quite dull and foggy. I commanded, “Clarity Now!” This had an immediate affect on making everything very bright and vivid.
Looking around I noticed that the sky was a deep blue, however, there were some darker looking clouds scattered about. I then decided to move through one of the archways between the houses, this normally leads you down to the garages and a kids park.
Once I reached what should have been the garages, I found a high wooden fence in my way. It boxed me in from all around. I decided to use my astral skills and leap high over the fence, however, my leap didn’t catapult me as high as I would have liked. I just about made it over the fence, almost touching the top as I went. This environment wasn’t very thought responsive or easy to manipulate.
Once safely over the other side, I could see a beautiful and expansive field of daffodils stretching off far into the distance, they were coming into full bloom. Lots of yellows but I noticed other unusual colours too.
I was now conscious that my experience would be ending soon. I started to focus on one particular flower, it shifted and swayed as I put my attention on it, as if alive and responding to my thoughts. Unfortunately, it didn’t last as I could hear my family getting ready for work and school, with that I was catapulted back to my body where I swiftly wrote this down.
Astral visit to a Dead D.J? – 7th March 2016-05-04
The sea that’s doesn’t belong
I awoke at 2am in the morning via my alarm. I went to my spare room so not to disturb anybody. I practiced a 5 minute spinal breathing exercise and then read about OBEs for about 15 minutes. I then went back to bed repeating the mantra, “I, out of my body!” At 3am I did exactly that.
As I lifted out and started to shift location, I noticed the clarity wasn’t particularly great. This didn’t bother me as I knew I could improve it once I arrived at my destination. After a moment I was again back at my old childhood house in Somercotes. I was now standing in my old dining room. Amazingly, everything looked exactly the same, accept the furniture had changed. The layout was incredibly detailed and accurate. There was now a very long but low dining room table in the middle of the room. I then looked out into the garden where I could see my current garden outbuilding positioned there. The scene was somehow overlaying something from my current home into my old garden. The door to the outbuilding was slightly open. For some reason I wasn’t compelled to investigate.
I decided I wanted to go outside into the main courtyard. I thought I would cheat and simply fly through the downstairs kitchen window. To my surprise everything was as solid as waking reality. In order to go outside I had to fallback to opening the front door and leave the house in the normal way. As I went outside I purposely left the front door unlocked and slightly open. Perhaps in case I wanted to retrace my steps.
As I entered the courtyard I noticed my vision was a little bit vague. The environment was dark as it was still night-time, fog hung in the air all around me. I said, “Clarity Now!” This helped a little bit but it was still a rather depressing scene. I wanted to visit somewhere different as I had been here recently. With that I commanded, “Eiffel Tower, Now!” But it didn’t work. It appeared something wanted me here. I then tried to raise my vibration to see if I could move to a much more pleasant version of my surroundings but that didn’t work either. In the distance I noticed a person scurrying off towards the far end of the courtyard through a large archway. As I floated closer, I saw it was a lady. I had the impression that she was scared; perhaps I had spooked her with my sudden arrival. She carried on moving further away from me. As we got to the end of the 2nd courtyard she ran through the archway and turned a sharp left and disappeared into the fog. I decided it wouldn’t be a good idea to pursue her.
I then stopped for a moment to take in the environment. Oddly, the scene through the 2nd archway should have left to a bleak brick wall to another house just beyond the archway, however, in this version of reality the archway left to the sea. It reminded me of the coastal road and beach at Westcliff-on-Sea.
Just then another lady appeared from behind me via the courtyard. As she approached me I could sense that she was willing to talk. I asked her name. She said it was Karen. She then started to walk back through the archway, where she then turned left towards a small house in the corner. Her house was next door to one of my old childhood friends. I said, “Do you know if you’re alive or dead?” I got the impression she didn’t quite know how to answer that. She then turned and quietly stepped into her house. I followed her inside. I noticed that she had a Technics D.J turntable placed on a table in kitchen and two little dogs running around her feet. One was a little brown toy poodle. The lady now appeared very sad, I sensed that she had lost her life from taking drugs. I could feel her despair. Suddenly, she reached forward and threw her arms around me for help. I reciprocated and gave her a much needed hug. I was then catapulted back to my body with a jolt. I hoped in some small way that my visit had helped her.
Manipulating Astral Matter 11th March 2016
The vanishing sea
I woke up around 2am to go to the bathroom. I had a drink of water and went off to the spare room to attempt an OBE. To help induce one I read about OBEs for about twenty minutes. As I drifted off the sleep I repeated the mantra, “Now, I’m out-of-body!”
Sometime later I felt the pull as I floated out of my body. Everything was still quite dark and vague. I kept my physical eyes closed until the visions came into view. In one of my earlier attempts I opened them and instantly woke up.
I could feel the sensation of movement. I then arrived back into the courtyard of my old childhood home for the 3rd time. I was disappointed to be there again, it wasn’t the most spiritual angelic place. I checked my surroundings. Again, it was dark and foggy just as it had been previously. I attempted to chant, “Clarity Now!” to help improve things but rather worryingly I felt paralyzed and nothing would come out.
I carried on to the other end of the courtyard where I had chatted to Karen, the dead D.J from the previous journey out. This time the she was no longer there. I sensed the house was no longer occupied in this version of reality. Also, where there had been the coastal scene through the archway with the beach leading the sea. This time, the scene was back to how it should have been in physical reality. I could now see the large brick wall of the house that leads on from the 2nd archway.
I decided that I needed to help maintain the experience in order to keep the visual clarity. With that I walked up to the house with the large brick wall. I studied the brickwork in absolutely vivid detail with HD sharpness you can’t imagine. I then placed my hand out in front of me and studied that as well, again very vivid. At that moment I thought it would be a good idea to perform a reality check and see if I could put my right hand through the palm of my left hand, which it did. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and feeling. It felt like my hand was made of plasticine. It went through with no effort at all; I could still feel it as very subtle resistance. I then decided to put my whole fist softly into the large brick wall. Again, it went in with so much ease, like putting your hand into water or jelly. As I pulled my hand out I could see lots of tiny red brick dust particles all over my hand. Perhaps I was expecting to see that, so reality provided it for me.
After getting bored with that and losing any focus to do anything worthwhile, I started to zip around doing somersaults in the air, just because I could. After a while, I noticed a huge bright street light, high up on the wall above me. I could see a perfect dark starry sky beyond the rooftops. For some reason the light caught my attention as it was so detailed, I wondered if the street light really existed in reality or my mind had painted it in. I made the mental note to check for any recent photos to see if these large wall lights actually exist in the physical version of the place today.
My focus was then drawn to the thousands of stars in the night sky. It was amazing to think an entire copy of our waking universe was being painted especially for me in my astral awareness state. Mind-blowing. Anyhow, I did have one further quick thought to try and move my awareness to one of the many stars above. I quickly decided against this for an irrational fear that I might not know how to get back. That thought then quickly zipped me back to my waking body.
On further research I did find very recent photos with the exact same wall lighting on these houses. This is truly fascinating. Either way, reality can replicate whole universes for us to explore or our minds can remember long forgotten details and render them for us. Something to think about.