| I traveled from my bed to immeasurable heights, I | | | | The desire to discover what lies farther beyond also |
| could not contain the speed, and it was so fast that | | | | grew deeper as I was soaring up at that extremely |
| I felt the air pressure virtually twitching my face. | | | | bothering speed. Excitement filled my heart, hoping |
| Though it seemed uncontrollable, I managed to glide | | | | to reach heaven if there is any and meet Jesus face |
| over the sea before flying home. | | | | to face. Regrettably, I was not able to transcend |
| This is a story about my own experience, an | | | | beyond a nimbus- like cloud formation. |
| out-of-body experience that happened several years | | | | Frustrated, I realized I must come back and join my |
| ago. Precisely, until now I have not found the exact | | | | body before it's too late. I faced downward, in a |
| answer despite endless search. I hope somebody | | | | wink of an eye; I found myself descending to where |
| after reading this article would come forward and | | | | I came from and mind you, with the same velocity |
| enlighten me as to what this all about. | | | | and atmospheric pressure as I flew up. I was |
| I heard and read a lot of this thing called astral body | | | | absolutely not in control. |
| as a component part of a person's body. I have | | | | I saw not the roof but the floor of my room from |
| also learned some people in the verge of death, | | | | up there, fearful I might be impaired when I fall; I |
| travels but all these stories did not give light to the | | | | looked upward and experienced once again the same |
| obscurity of my apprehension about astral body or | | | | irrepressible flight. I just wished for the second time |
| what they call, psycho-spiritual subtle body. | | | | the fog would give way and let me in. Guess what |
| Was it really my astral body that traveled? Or was | | | | happened. I know you know the answer. Once |
| it just my mind or causal body? I was not dying nor | | | | more, I was barred by that peculiar hazy spatial |
| dreaming as I was still at the stage of transition from | | | | arrangement. Maybe it was not my time yet. |
| wake to sleep neither did I take a drug or anything. | | | | On my way back, I was amazed! I could not feel |
| As advised by a friend, the proper way to relax is to | | | | the intense pressure anymore. I managed to wander |
| focus on our extremities and release the tension and | | | | a little and gleefully slid towards my right; I saw a |
| stress from the toes upward. One Sunday | | | | terrain and a beautiful body of water. The feeling |
| afternoon in an effort to get a nap (because I am | | | | was wonderful. It was awesome to be in control and |
| not used to it), I did what was advised. I focused | | | | fly freely as a bird. |
| on my toes and abandoned any thoughts, nearly in a | | | | While heading down to the beach I viewed a small |
| meditative state. | | | | vessel at the middle of the sea and white figures of |
| As I opened my arms to unwind my whole | | | | a child and an adult strolling along the seashore. |
| consistency, I felt a sudden release of something of | | | | They look as if they are moving monuments or |
| myself as though something was unlocked and I felt | | | | chalk-like living structures in plain white color. |
| I was ejected. The feeling was as though I was | | | | Finally, I decided to come back worried that I might |
| unlatched from my body. | | | | not be able to join my body and be at that state |
| It's grueling to describe; I couldn't find the right words | | | | forever, floating and wandering lonely as a cloud. As I |
| to account for such an out-of-body experience, to | | | | approached, I sensed danger of falling hard on the |
| what religious philosophers call astral projection or | | | | floor but, felt nothing. I didn't even feel the touch |
| autoscopy to neurologists. Indeed, it was exceedingly | | | | of it. |
| strange, very unusual! | | | | I was weightless as a down pillow and realized I was |
| I found myself above, ascending, almost touching the | | | | even lighter than an eider down. After I came to |
| ceiling and cautioned myself, apprehensive that I | | | | myself, I pondered; wondering whether I was asleep |
| could be injured on impact. Amazingly, I was able to | | | | or just dreaming, nonetheless, grateful that I am still |
| pass through it perfectly unharmed. I did not even | | | | alive. |
| feel the touch of the matter. I asked myself, why? | | | | Bewildered? Yes, indeed! Who wouldn't be? I |
| Have I died and now a ghost? | | | | cannot fathom exactly how and why it happened. |
| On my way up, bust-size images in individual frames | | | | Everything is clear in my mind I could still picture |
| appeared, flashing rapidly, one by one at my left side | | | | every detail of my journey beyond. It was such an |
| as if trying to catch up with me. The speed was | | | | experience and maybe, a once in a lifetime insight at |
| uncontrollable. The force was tremendous that I felt | | | | the threshold of the unknown. |
| I was being suctioned into a vacuum. | | | | No matter how I tried, the said experience never |
| I was fast-flying in space upwards higher and higher | | | | happened again. How I wish I could fly again and |
| until I reached a certain altitude that no matter how I | | | | discover what lies farther beyond. |
| pushed myself up, I couldn't get any farther. | | | | |