Astral Projection #1 — My First Astral Projection
April 10, 2021
‘The experience felt more real than physical life.’
This morning, I had my first out-of-body experience! I have been working on it for about 7 weeks and completely immersed myself in the topic, practising every day. Last night I told myself that I would let it go for a bit and just see what happens. Though I still set a firm intention, and my will was strong. It happened in the early morning, and the experience felt more real than physical life. After I woke, the memory faded, and I doubted whether it was just a dream or not. But thinking back, I knew it was a genuine experience. The best one I ever had.
Around 7 AM, I was dreaming very vividly and woke up from REM sleep. I noticed some kind of spinning/falling sensation, so I immediately decided to keep my eyes closed and roll on my back. The sensations became even more pronounced. I didn’t feel strong vibrations, as many people do, but more like the feeling of goosebumps and an electric current throughout my body. I started seeing some hypnopompic images as well. This was the first time I experienced this, as I was only familiar with hypnagogic imagery. I usually wake up right away in the morning and experience no hypnopompic images. But this time I did, and I took one of the images (a compass) and made it 3D in my head. It was as if I was actually there and could grab the compass. I made it rock back and forth (suggested by Robert Peterson). This pulled me out of my body instantly. The image was gone, and it felt as if my body was loose now. As if I was slightly floating. I had just separated from my physical body.
I knew that this was the point where I had to just get up. I tried to sit up and roll out of my bed, and it worked. But my body felt heavy and uncontrollable, so I fell with my head through — yes, through — my desk onto the floor. It didn’t hurt at all, but it was a strange sensation. I lay motionless on the floor in the oddest position. Also, I couldn’t see a thing! I yelled: “Give me sight!” but it didn’t work. My eyes were still closed, but I could sense all the objects in my room. So I decided to just try and move to my front door downstairs to get out of the house, away from my physical body. It was a mixture of crawling, floating and teleporting and as I reached the front door, I could see the outline of it. I decided to open the door instead of move through it as I was scared this step would be too big for now.
I was outside, shot straight up to the sky and flew above my house. My sight had returned, still a bit blurry on the edges, but I could see. When I looked to my left, I saw a big church. That was very strange, as there is no church there in the physical world. Just my neighbour’s house. I’m not sure what this church did here, and I am not religious either. Anyway, it looked beautiful. I flew past it, and I was mesmerized by its largeness and the details of the roof. It was gold, white with a bit of blue, and it was as if it was shining. Actually, it was as if there was some sort of sunny glow all around me. After I passed the church, I was floating above my back garden. I looked at all the trees around me. I noticed that there were more trees than in the physical. The place looked much greener and more alive. I know a lot of trees have been cut down here in the past few years, but here in the astral, it was like every tree was still there. I spun slowly around, taking it in, and felt a sense of pure love inside.
At this point, I decided to go back to my body because I had read before that the best chance to remember the experience is to keep it short at first. I was too afraid to forget about it, so I returned. I don’t exactly know how I returned, but I was back in my body right away.
I woke up for a split second but immediately fell into a dream state. This took only a few minutes. I dreamed that I told my mom that I had finally achieved it. I knew this was a dream because I would never tell my mom about this as she’s not aware of me practising this. Also, the difference between the dream experience and the astral experience was very distinctive. In the dream, I felt no control at all, and it was nowhere near as vivid as the astral experience. I woke up, and it was like I could still feel my astral body energized from what happened.
Only a few minutes after waking up, the memory felt different. As if it never really happened. I was certain of it when it happened, but after waking up, it kind of felt like a regular dream memory. This tells me that people might experience astral projections regularly, but confuse them for ordinary dreams. I am certain that it was an astral projection, as the comparison to the dream afterwards made it very clear.
There is a lot to work on, such as learning to move the astral body effortlessly, gain clear sight, and make the experience last longer. But I can honestly say I’m proud of myself for successfully projecting consciously for the first time. It was a wonderful experience and what stuck with me the most was the feeling it gave me. It seemed very familiar, and it resonates with some childhood dream/sleep paralysis memories as well, where I was perhaps astral projecting.
I’m really excited about this experience, and I’m sure this is the start of something beautiful. Thank you for reading it, and feel free to comment!