Originally Posted by Calm
Ok, Laughing (Pei?), you have officially scored a touchdown! Got chills reading your post and have news for you....
you are a true blue real psychic I believe.
Oh shit! That sucks! Why doesn't the universe understand that I just want to be normal?!? Well, now I gotta tell you my experiences 'cause no one else understands.
My out-of-body experience wasn't exactly astral travel. I was getting acupuncture from an acupuncturist friend at home. He was trying to help me ease menstral cramps. When the needle went in my tummy, I flew out of my body. I was still there, sitting on my couch, conversing, talking about how weird I felt. Meanwhile, I was walking through a bamboo grove. Then I was at this cliff, and I sat down on the rock, right at the edge of this tall, rocky mountain. The view was so beautiful, I almost cried. I felt no fear, no anxiety, no worries. I felt so loving, yet not personally attached to anything. After a while, an old Chinese man came by. He sat down next to me, and we just sat together, looking out at the scenery. After a while, the thought came to me: oh shit! I'm scared. Then I realized that I wasn't supposed to be there. It wasn't right. I look over to the old man. He smiles at me. He gets up, pats me on the back approvingly/compassionately/sympathetically without actually touching me. Then he walks away. Then I'm in the bamboo grove again. And then I was back. I told my friend to take the needles out. As soon as the shift happened, the needles started to hurt. All this time, I was telling everyone what I was experiencing, with moments of my eyes closing for the real visual experience. Then we wrapped up the playdate. Everything was okay, except I was kind of calm.
Then.... I could NOT get back into my body. Everything was out of sync. I tucked the girls in, without feeling any personal feelings about them. They could've been anyone. My love was so universal and non-personal. Maybe like the Buddhist detachment? Afterwards, I sat with my husband, and I told him I felt kinda weird. He suggested holding me. It didn't work. So, then I closed my eyes and mentally Begged for someone to please help me! A man came by and slapped me right dab in the middle of my back. It was a slap but it felt like a punch. When I opened my eyes, I was back in my body. I decided not to get acpuncture treatments any more after that! Not until I can figure things out.
Another time, on 9/11, I was newly pregnant, just a little over a week. I was so angry that I kept trying to curse Osama Bin Laden (by focusing on him and visualizing him weakening or hurting). That night, I woke up in the middle of the night with a strange clarity. I sat up and saw large 3 or 4 inch holes all over my body. I went to the bathroom to shake my "hallucination." but couldn't. I thought, oh shit (I think this a lot). So I went to another room, sat down on the ground, closed my eyes, opened my palms, and begged for help. This was the very first time I had asked for help, or even believed in the reality of this other reality. After a short while, a twirling wind of people swirled around me three times. I felt dozens of hands randomly barely touching me with fingertips. After the three rounds, they "flew" away, just as suddenly as they came. And I was fine. Shit, I was BETTER than fine. I woke up the next day feeling more rested than I had since late in my first pregnancy (my #1 was 1). I miscarried that weekend. But my #2 came back later. But I still hate Osama and henchMEN for making me lose my baby. And I hate myself for being so stupid as to go around cursing people, like some dumb ass. I vowed then not to ever curse people again. And I haven't. I try healing instead.
Another time, I was near my family's home, while I was in college. I was just walking outside when I suddenly saw a different view through my eyes. The roads and houses were gone. I could feel the wind strong. I could see the sun starting to set. I heard animals over the hill, and could feel the dust in the air that they kicked up. I felt such caution, discipline, calm, cleverness, and slight sadness. I could feel that I was seeing through the eyes of a man, scantily clad, some long weapon in hand, considering hunting or capturing some small food. It was really freaky.
And then once, when we were driving to Grand Canyon, we passed by this place called Lake Powell. I could "see" dinosaurs or large birds or some huge animals in the huge lake and the surrounding area. I seriously doubt this could be real, but I couldn't stop. I couldn't turn it off.