I have been thinking about changing my bed about so that it is pointing either north or south will experiment with both directions. At the moment it is pointing north east and sometimes I sleep on the opposite side facing south west.
I do recall once when I was sleeping so that my head was pointing north I had many third eye related visions and imagery.Another thing that I need to get changing is the gradient of the bed - need to position it so that blood flows downhill to the brain.
Had an interesting dream this morning which was related to my bed, a therapist was at my bedside giving me tips on adjusting my bed so that I'm sleeping more comfortably.
Hopefully the end result of all these changes will be more rested sleep, a charged brain and lots of astral projecting.
"Truth must be discovered, but there is no formula for its discovery. You must set out on the uncharted sea, and the uncharted sea is yourself. You must set out to discover yourself..." -Jiddu Krishnamurti
Friday, 21 June 2013
Thursday, 20 June 2013
Using Crystals for Astral Projection and Well Being
I am experimenting with crystal therapy. At the moment I'm focusing on crystals and gemstones for astral projection and lucid dreaming.
Today I used an amethyst stone placed on the location of the third eye. On my pillow above the crown of my head I pointed a quartz crystal and simply relaxed, requesting any present energies to help open up the third eye.
When I relax my head rotates clockwise, it is some kind of energy and has been happening for a long time now, getting stronger. Other usual things happened that have continued to occur over the past few months now. Head shifting left and right vigorously. I feel with the stones there was some difference in the way the force was moving today. I eventually zoned out and when I returned it felt like so much time had passed when in fact it was about 15 minutes or so.
There was some pressure on the forehead which I gathered was from the weight of the amethyst stone, but now as I sit here writing about this the same pressure is present.
Today I used an amethyst stone placed on the location of the third eye. On my pillow above the crown of my head I pointed a quartz crystal and simply relaxed, requesting any present energies to help open up the third eye.
When I relax my head rotates clockwise, it is some kind of energy and has been happening for a long time now, getting stronger. Other usual things happened that have continued to occur over the past few months now. Head shifting left and right vigorously. I feel with the stones there was some difference in the way the force was moving today. I eventually zoned out and when I returned it felt like so much time had passed when in fact it was about 15 minutes or so.
There was some pressure on the forehead which I gathered was from the weight of the amethyst stone, but now as I sit here writing about this the same pressure is present.
Monday, 17 June 2013
A Conscious Astral Projection
After such a long time I have finally managed a conscious astral projection. I have been trying the past two days and have discovered the hindrance 'trying'. As the wise Yoda once said "Do or do not; there is no try." It seems I was constantly trying to relax, trying to let go when really the body naturally relaxes - it is the body itself that goes through the sleep process. I got up around 5am, walked about a little had a UT drink which was clearer tasting. I took my gold chain off thinking this might be stopping me. Back in bed I was getting ready and just trying to relax.
The duvet was too hot and heavy, got a light sheet and keeping my body still I concentrated on breathing etc. My body was too stiff so I let go and let the body find it's own natural comfortable posture. The posture it turned to was embryonic. I did some serious letting go, and felt instantly sleepy at the same time I focused the mind or awareness on the shift of the physical body. Eventually it got to a point where body had entered a light sleep state. The mouth kept opening which was annoying, somehow controlled this and kept it closed. I think my nose was a bit stuffy or something blocking my breathing through there so the mouth on auto was opening. Soon I felt something going on in the ears - a tremor like vibration but not quite, like some horrible sound was about to be produced and I was cringing.
I just let go knowing that I was about to project consciousness away from the physical body, it's been a long time I wasn't about to ruin it. There was that familiar rotating out (clockwise), although there was something different about the way I was moving - not sure what. I perceived myself moving downwards in the downstairs room, then through the living room. Then there was a blankness but the sensation of still moving. Soon I perceived a light brown armchair and figured I was at one of the neighbors house. The movement eventually slowed down and I was in a room looking out the window. Outside noticed a young woman, dark skin with brown hair. She seemed to be looking for me asking for help. At this point I returned.
Returning and registering the experience I wouldn't say I was excited, more relieved to be honest. I felt 'yay I can still do it... but it's kind of boring'. I guess I want to get to a stage where it was like in my Salvia experiences and I know those are truly advanced projections.
The duvet was too hot and heavy, got a light sheet and keeping my body still I concentrated on breathing etc. My body was too stiff so I let go and let the body find it's own natural comfortable posture. The posture it turned to was embryonic. I did some serious letting go, and felt instantly sleepy at the same time I focused the mind or awareness on the shift of the physical body. Eventually it got to a point where body had entered a light sleep state. The mouth kept opening which was annoying, somehow controlled this and kept it closed. I think my nose was a bit stuffy or something blocking my breathing through there so the mouth on auto was opening. Soon I felt something going on in the ears - a tremor like vibration but not quite, like some horrible sound was about to be produced and I was cringing.
I just let go knowing that I was about to project consciousness away from the physical body, it's been a long time I wasn't about to ruin it. There was that familiar rotating out (clockwise), although there was something different about the way I was moving - not sure what. I perceived myself moving downwards in the downstairs room, then through the living room. Then there was a blankness but the sensation of still moving. Soon I perceived a light brown armchair and figured I was at one of the neighbors house. The movement eventually slowed down and I was in a room looking out the window. Outside noticed a young woman, dark skin with brown hair. She seemed to be looking for me asking for help. At this point I returned.
Returning and registering the experience I wouldn't say I was excited, more relieved to be honest. I felt 'yay I can still do it... but it's kind of boring'. I guess I want to get to a stage where it was like in my Salvia experiences and I know those are truly advanced projections.
Saturday, 15 June 2013
Need to Affirm Astral Intentions
Last night attempted AP. Relaxed and head started to rotate by the invisible energy. I observed and let it take over, somehow entered deep sleep. Later woke up around 11pm. Very alert at that time. Went online for a bit lazily in bed then tried to relax. Unfortunately no projection, barely even a dream. I think the issue is I'm not affirming my intentions. Need to be clear about this.
Friday, 14 June 2013
The Big Pretty Bird
A very vivid dream early this morning. I am in a big unfamiliar room. The window is large, maybe a patio window. It is slightly dark out but almost at the point of sunrise. Looking out there is a big bird, as we make eye contact it raises its wings. They look very pretty with colorful geometric patterns. It flies towards me and fear takes a grip, yet I stand and just observe. It reaches the corners of the curtains on the sides from the outside making it drop from inside, how unusual. I quickly realize its next step is to break through the window. I get out of the room only to return for a quick peep, the bird is nowhere in sight however I notice a round marking on the window. It looks like the bird pecked a hole. I stand still knowing it is nearby.
I have had a similar dream like this years ago, only it was an eagle - birds usually signify a great change in life especially when they try to break in and the amount of fear on my part simply symbolizes my fear of change. This time round I was not as afraid as I was in the eagle dream, perhaps next time I can be willing.
I have had a similar dream like this years ago, only it was an eagle - birds usually signify a great change in life especially when they try to break in and the amount of fear on my part simply symbolizes my fear of change. This time round I was not as afraid as I was in the eagle dream, perhaps next time I can be willing.
Friday, 7 June 2013
The Silent Watcher
Last night slept late exhausted conked out instantly. I have been sweating a lot past few days in sleep may be as a result of the weather change, exchanged duvet for something lighter - no sweating which may have helped me have a really relaxed sleep.
Before I write about last nights experience there was another experience on Sat 1st April. Early morning I had the perception someone was sitting to my right side on bed, communicating with me. Their form was changing. In the midst of this there was something magnetic swooshing about from out of the physical body which I was aware of, felt like another light yet solid body coming out of this physical body.
Eventually the form that was sitting beside me changed to the form of my sister and for a moment I thought it was my form. Sis was on holiday and due to arrive that afternoon, realizing this the form slowly disappeared but I was amazed and startled how solid and vivid the form looked. Perception dimmed and snapped out of the trance.
Last night or perhaps early morning not sure what time, but it was still dark out at that time. In a scene a woman or a genderless looking person was kissing me innocently. The feel of it was very solid, suddenly the kiss became sensual and it was a little too real, again like in other experience I was startled. Then a face started to appear, almost looked drawn out. I had an experience similar to this in the past which is in a journal entry on this blog, can't find it right now. In the experience there were two faces of young men looking down at me whilst moving about and calling an elder over urgently. I was seeing them through closed eyelids, it was like they were on the ceiling looking down at me but at the same time they were a part of the closed eyelids coming through the flesh, very close.
This mornings face wasn't a familiar face, his eyes deep and penetrating. He remained absolutely still. I simply stared back not really trying to make sense from it just curious.
Can't recall what happened beyond this.
Another experience I had recently, felt like my body was having sexual intercourse and I was certain there was a couple somewhere and somehow my body had become an antenna where it picks up these motions and sensory perception. I am not entirely convinced but it seems to make sense since I have had experiences where I had found my awareness embedded in areas of other bodies.
Forehead pulsing something being done here.
Before I write about last nights experience there was another experience on Sat 1st April. Early morning I had the perception someone was sitting to my right side on bed, communicating with me. Their form was changing. In the midst of this there was something magnetic swooshing about from out of the physical body which I was aware of, felt like another light yet solid body coming out of this physical body.
Eventually the form that was sitting beside me changed to the form of my sister and for a moment I thought it was my form. Sis was on holiday and due to arrive that afternoon, realizing this the form slowly disappeared but I was amazed and startled how solid and vivid the form looked. Perception dimmed and snapped out of the trance.
Last night or perhaps early morning not sure what time, but it was still dark out at that time. In a scene a woman or a genderless looking person was kissing me innocently. The feel of it was very solid, suddenly the kiss became sensual and it was a little too real, again like in other experience I was startled. Then a face started to appear, almost looked drawn out. I had an experience similar to this in the past which is in a journal entry on this blog, can't find it right now. In the experience there were two faces of young men looking down at me whilst moving about and calling an elder over urgently. I was seeing them through closed eyelids, it was like they were on the ceiling looking down at me but at the same time they were a part of the closed eyelids coming through the flesh, very close.
This mornings face wasn't a familiar face, his eyes deep and penetrating. He remained absolutely still. I simply stared back not really trying to make sense from it just curious.
Can't recall what happened beyond this.
Another experience I had recently, felt like my body was having sexual intercourse and I was certain there was a couple somewhere and somehow my body had become an antenna where it picks up these motions and sensory perception. I am not entirely convinced but it seems to make sense since I have had experiences where I had found my awareness embedded in areas of other bodies.
Forehead pulsing something being done here.
Thursday, 23 May 2013
Anatta
After such a long time decided to take Salvia in order to settle a confusion regarding what path to take in life at this stage. Chewing, hardly bitter within 10 minutes body takes on that numbing effect where everything about it feels like rubber, toy like.
Lying down, eyes open I can see they are moving about. Close eyes it becomes more clearer. Gone deep in the body, not simply just the physical apparatus but the body of the world. It all becomes so clear - nothing exists, nothing is real.
Suddenly the drama I had been living had no substance, all my endeavors were meaningless. Someone walking by in the passageway - my youngest sister. I really want to tell her. Suddenly I had understood everything read in the Lotus Sutra. I started to cry when I realized the predicament of those great ones who had awakened in the past, people like Jiddu Krishnamurti, the Buddha etc. I guess the tears were not so much for them but more for myself because it seemed now my task to speak of this was of grave importance.
It felt like a spell had been cast and all are under that spell - but the spell is not cast on the physical body - the physical body is itself a part of that spell. It is like getting inside the car and thinking that you are the car when really you are the driver of the car.
And yet I felt I had to keep it all a secret, something was going on in the kidneys and I felt I or the physical body do not have much time left in order to share it with specific people.
I can talk about it, tell as many others of the experience which I understand is known as anatta in Budhhism but it is not the same as knowing it through direct experience.
I knew at that moment and now that knowing is there as memory of that experience (right now the perception that allowed me to see is shut down). During the open perception I felt it was possible if I could hold onto it, keep it open I could be of greater assistance in transporting others into their own open perception, a kind of supreme eye that needs to be open to stop people living spellbound.
I kept rehearsing in that state how I was going to describe the unreal, the non-existence, the illusion which all are living. I told them (surrounding and engulfing beings that I sometimes refer to as the 'others') not to worry nobody was going to believe me anyways, I even pictured it. Telling my sisters and imagining how crazy they must think I am.
The difficult task however is describing that thing which is real, that which is Truth, the only thing that has substance.
Lying down, eyes open I can see they are moving about. Close eyes it becomes more clearer. Gone deep in the body, not simply just the physical apparatus but the body of the world. It all becomes so clear - nothing exists, nothing is real.
Suddenly the drama I had been living had no substance, all my endeavors were meaningless. Someone walking by in the passageway - my youngest sister. I really want to tell her. Suddenly I had understood everything read in the Lotus Sutra. I started to cry when I realized the predicament of those great ones who had awakened in the past, people like Jiddu Krishnamurti, the Buddha etc. I guess the tears were not so much for them but more for myself because it seemed now my task to speak of this was of grave importance.
It felt like a spell had been cast and all are under that spell - but the spell is not cast on the physical body - the physical body is itself a part of that spell. It is like getting inside the car and thinking that you are the car when really you are the driver of the car.
And yet I felt I had to keep it all a secret, something was going on in the kidneys and I felt I or the physical body do not have much time left in order to share it with specific people.
I can talk about it, tell as many others of the experience which I understand is known as anatta in Budhhism but it is not the same as knowing it through direct experience.
I knew at that moment and now that knowing is there as memory of that experience (right now the perception that allowed me to see is shut down). During the open perception I felt it was possible if I could hold onto it, keep it open I could be of greater assistance in transporting others into their own open perception, a kind of supreme eye that needs to be open to stop people living spellbound.
I kept rehearsing in that state how I was going to describe the unreal, the non-existence, the illusion which all are living. I told them (surrounding and engulfing beings that I sometimes refer to as the 'others') not to worry nobody was going to believe me anyways, I even pictured it. Telling my sisters and imagining how crazy they must think I am.
The difficult task however is describing that thing which is real, that which is Truth, the only thing that has substance.
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