537-OB: Lying in bed with tm mantra

8:41 am

I did the TM mantra and the work throughout the day, and I found myself in an early-morning phase state. I tried to deepen it using the TM mantra, and it worked. I managed to feel my right-hand fingers rubbing with a familiar rubbery sensation. Then I used the TM mantra again to deepen the phase state, and it became deeper. I then felt my left fingers rubbing as well. After that, I imagined both my palms rubbing, and sure enough, my dream hands materialized in front of me and started rubbing. I felt the familiar rubbery sensation.

Then the dream body shifted in bed to face upwards. I imagined that my legs were beginning to move, getting ready to stand up on the floor of my bedroom, and it worked. I also imagined my face near the curtain, and I stood up on the floor of my bedroom. I then rubbed the curtain on my left and walked towards the bookshelf in my bedroom. I wanted to walk towards the door, but the dream faded.

Then I found myself back in bed in the same position, lying on my right. I used the TM mantra to deepen it again and still managed to feel the dream hands—my right hand with that rubbery sensation. I used the TM mantra once more to deepen the state, and an image of a book appeared. I found myself rubbing the book with my dream hands. I remembered that in previous dreams I could induce an OBE by rubbing objects with my hands, and it became real—I was rubbing the book.

Then I did the same thing: I swung my feet over and stood up on the floor of my bedroom. I continued walking quickly towards the door of my bedroom. I reached the door, opened it, and walked out into the living room. I tried to feel all the objects with my hands to bring more light and color. I did it hastily—left and right, left and right—looking at my palms. I managed to faintly see some texture on my palms, and then the dream faded.

 

536-LD: Seated in a bus

 

7:37 am

I sat in a bus, and on my left there was a girl. I put both my knees up on the front seat and leaned back. It was comfortable. In front, there were others as well, and they all looked very weird—white-ish kind of people. The bus stopped, and they all got off, but the girl and I stayed seated together.

After a while, I said, “Let’s go down. I want to pass urine.”
She replied, “Okay, I also want to pass urine.”

As we were about to get down, at the staircase of the bus, it suddenly moved. She said, “The bus is moving—wait, wait.” She put her hands on my shoulder and stood behind me. We waited like that as the bus moved.

Eventually, I said, “Let’s go and sit down first.”
She said, “Okay,” so we went back to sit down. The bus moved further and further away, and there were others as well who did not get off.

After a while, the bus went some distance, and then I found myself going into a building. I wanted to look for the boss who managed the place, and I was hoping to find the same girl who had sat beside me on the bus.

The place was brightly lit, but it looked very cramped and small. The walls were very bright.

I walked straight to a door and opened it. There was a guy inside, facing a mirror, adjusting his appearance. I said, “Sorry,” and closed the door. I turned right and opened another door, and there was another guy there, also facing a mirror and adjusting his appearance. I closed that door as well.

I looked for another way to go, and suddenly, on the right, the room became bigger. I realized that this was a dream, because I remembered that in dreams, things change—the second time you look at something, it looks different.

Then I became lucid.

I touched the objects around me. There was a sink—a toilet sink—and I touched it and said, “This is so real, like I’m really here.” I kept exploring the place like that. I went down to the ground, rubbing it and feeling its texture, and it became even more real.

Then everything started to darken. The room became darker and darker, and I knew the dream was fading. So I stared at the palms of my hands, trying to bring back the color and the light. I could still see the palms of my hands, which were brown, but eventually, the dream faded.

535-LD: High above misty tree tops

 

7:30 am

I couldn't sleep for a long time, and then I dreamed that I couldn't sleep for a long time, lying down in a room.

Then I took off my sleeping mask, got out of the house, and walked across to my real, actual home. I saw my mother; she was in the kitchen cleaning. I thought that I needed to find my sleeping mask because I would try to sleep in this house to attempt an out-of-body experience. I also asked her where are my sleeping masks.

The house was almost empty. It was nine o'clock in the morning, and I needed to sleep to induce an out-of-body experience. So I went around looking for a sleeping mask. I found a few small ones—funny-looking ones, some even plastic and transparent—but they were not good enough.

Then I opened a door and walked into a room. When I went in, it was empty, and I suspected that something was strange. I walked straight ahead, opened a second door, and entered another room—it was also empty. Then I walked into a third room, opened the door, and it was empty as well.

So I said, “This must be a dream.” I realized that it was a dream. I rubbed my fingers and my hands, and I could feel a rubbery sensation. I said, “Okay, let's try to fly.”

I flew out of the house, through the roof, and up into the sky. When I looked down, I could see greenery; it was misty, the color of the treetops. Then I tried to fly down and touch the top leaves of the trees. After that, I flew up again into the sky, looked down again, and flew down once more.

This time, I wanted to feel the tree trunks. So I put my hands together and flew all the way down, holding onto them. When I landed on the ground, I moved onto the road. I saw the road and touched it. I looked closely at its texture and could feel the roughness of the surface. That helped increase the lucidity. I rubbed along the road surface, over and over, examining its texture.

Then I looked at my hands—the palms of my hands—trying to bring in some light and color. At that moment, I was already in another room, an unknown room, but it was dark. I wanted light, so I looked at my palms, from the left to the right and back again, repeatedly. I focused on the texture of my skin and requested light.

Gradually, the light came, and the room began to brighten. I could see beyond my hands into the room.

And then the dream suddenly faded.

534-OB: False awakening in hostel room

 

8:43 am

I did Byron Katie’s The Work to release and let go, and fell asleep with the intention of having an OBE (out-of-body experience).

Then I found myself lying in bed on the right. I woke up from sleep, though it could have been a false awakening.

I then started trying to induce the phase state directly by imagining left and right, left and right in my mind, to create some kind of internal vestibular movement.

As I continued, I began to feel myself sinking left and right, left and right. Then suddenly, there was a loud humming sound that increased in frequency, and I saw things spinning in a circle.

At that point, I knew it was the right time to induce the out-of-body state.

I imagined rubbing my fingers together and managed to do so. Then I imagined rubbing my hands together, and my hands appeared. I rubbed them and felt a familiar rubbery sensation.

Next, I rubbed my face, my forearms, my torso, and even the bed mattress.

I then imagined slowly getting up—sitting up on the bed on the right and placing my legs on the ground—and it happened automatically. My body moved, sat upright on the bed, and then placed my feet on the floor.

I found myself in a shared bedroom, like a hostel. There was another person sleeping beside me, although I had the impression that he had already woken up earlier. He seemed like a student.

It was daytime—morning—and light was coming through the window on the right.

I stood up and started walking toward the main door of this large bedroom, touching the wall on the right as I moved.

As I walked, I didn’t want to bump into the other person. But I felt him guiding me—placing his hand on my back right shoulder to help me avoid obstacles.

I wondered how he could see me. He shouldn’t have been able to unless my physical body was moving. But I was not aware that this might be a false awakening.

Anyway, I opened the door of the bedroom and walked out. I felt that he might have been concerned I could fall, so I didn’t go too far. I held the banister on the left with my left hand and stood there for a while.

After some time, I turned around and walked back into the bedroom.

At that point, I thought I had woken up from the dream—realizing it had been a false awakening.

As I walked in, I saw a large bed—a huge bed. There was a window on the left.

I thought I was supposed to sleep in the center of the bed. I noticed that he had completely closed the curtains, perhaps to block out the light.

I then realized that my spot was actually toward the edge of the room, near the curtain.

So I walked there and lay down.

Only then did I truly wake up and realize that the previous awakening had been false—and that now, I was awake for real.

533-OB: Parting the curtains

 

7:07 am

I did The Work by Byron Katie, and it was early morning. I felt the early morning phase state.

I asked myself, “Let’s try to induce an out-of-body experience.”

I gently tried to feel my fingers rubbing, and slowly I felt the fingers of my left hand rubbing. I tried to do the same with my right hand, and then I felt them too.

Then I tried to bring my palms together to rub, and I saw the faint outline of both my hands materialize. I started to rub, and sure enough, I felt the familiar rubbery sensation.

I continued rubbing my hands and began to rub my face slowly, then my forearms, and down to my torso. I then rubbed the surface of the mattress, and my body started to rotate on its own—to the left.

It kept rotating to the left. It was preparing to stand up.

Automatically, my body moved, and my feet landed on the floor of my bedroom. My right hand was still touching the mattress on the right.

I stood up while continuing to rub the mattress with my right hand, and my left hand touched the curtains on the left. I then rubbed the curtains on the left while my right hand was still rubbing the mattress.

I walked toward the bedroom door. I also looked and peered at the palms of my hands to make the light and color appear.

I used my knuckles and tapped on the bedroom door.

“Tuk, tuk, tuk.”

I heard the sound. I grabbed the handle, turned it, opened the door, and walked out into the living room of my N-Park house.

To make sure I could hear the sound, I closed the door behind me, and I heard it slam gently. I tapped on the door again to hear the sound, and I could feel my knuckles tapping against it.

To my left, I could see my living room. It was partially lit by the morning light. I saw the TV on the wall to my left. I touched it and then walked toward the balcony area.

Now I was walking toward the curtains in the balcony area of my living room. I found that I actually was floating quite high up in the air, near the top part of the curtain.

I was floating in mid-air.

I used my hands to pull the curtain apart to let the light in. It was daylight outside. I pulled left and right to open the curtains. It took a bit of effort, but I managed to open them.

And while I was doing that, the dream faded.

532-OB: Walking down staircase

 

5:35 am

I had at least two OBEs back to back. This is the first.

I had been doing Byron Katie’s The Work and was lying on my right. I saw the ceiling, and there was a bunch of what looked like pubic hair stuck at the top center of the ceiling. I realized that I must be in the phase state.

I then rubbed my fingers left and right, rubbed my palms together, and tried to induce an out-of-body experience. I rubbed my face, and I think I also rubbed the bed.

I sat upright, moved nearer to the edge of the bed, put my feet on the bedroom floor, and stood up. I was in the bedroom of my Raja Uda house.

I then turned left and walked towards the door. I tried to peer at my palms to make color and light appear in the world. It worked a little bit, but I was still walking in darkness.

I reached the bedroom door, grabbed the handle, and tried to pull it open. It was very heavy, but in the end I managed to open it. I saw that it was dark outside.

I held onto the banister on the left and walked towards the staircase going downstairs. The rooms on my right and left, including the bathroom, were all in darkness.

I then walked down the staircase, holding onto the left banister. As I reached the bottom of the staircase, the area on the right, towards the kitchen, was dark.

I turned left into the living room and walked in. It was also dark. I again tried to peer at my hands—the skin and palms—trying to make more light and color appear.

Anyway, I ignored that and walked straight to the main door, opened the metal grille, and walked out. The moment I stepped outside, everything became bright and colored.

It was daytime.

I saw furniture all around. I touched a tabletop—a fairly high table, like a prayer table—on the right. I spoke out loud, “It’s like I’m really here,” and tapped on it.

I turned left and saw other furniture as well. I walked around, touching things, and kept telling myself, “It’s like I’m really here.”

I was amazed at how real it felt.

There was furniture on both the right and left. Then I turned and tried to walk out through another door. It was also a metal grille. When I tried to pass through it, the dream faded.

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6:35 am

This is the second OBE.

I did Byron Katie’s The Work to let go of everything. I was sleeping, and then I found myself in the correct phase state.

I imagined rubbing my fingers and managed to do so. Then I rubbed my hands together and felt a familiar, brief sensation. I managed to float out into the open, but it faded.

I tried to re-enter the state again and imagined rubbing my palms together this time. It would come and go—come and go.

Finally, I managed to feel my hands materialize and rub together. I felt a familiar, rubbery sensation and tried to take it further, but it faded again.

I think this happened one or two more times.

It seemed quite effortless. All I needed to do was have the intention—to have an out-of-body experience—and to think about it just before falling asleep.

Then it would happen.

I would find myself in the proper state of mind—the fuzzy, hazy type of feeling.

531-OB: Walking to lift

 

7:12 am

I had two OBs back-to-back.

I was in and out of, I think, some dreams. And before that, I made the intention to have an OB tonight.

In one of the dreams, I woke up and was in a hazy state of mind. I said, “Okay, let’s try to do an OB.”

I managed to rub my fingers and my hands together. I was on the bed, and then I rubbed my face. I continued to rub my face and hands, and as I was rubbing, I rubbed my torso as well.

Then… I wanted to roll over and stand up on the floor, and I managed to do that.

I stood up on the floor of my bedroom. I think I touched the curtains on the left and also the bed on the right.

I was stomping on the floor just to make it feel more real. I also spoke out loud so that I could hear myself, and I did—I managed to hear myself talking.

I walked to the door of my bedroom. As I walked, I touched objects on the left and right. On the left, I touched the wall. When I reached near the bathroom, I also touched the wall on the right.

Then I touched the door of my bedroom, grabbed the handle, opened it, and walked out into the living room.

I was looking around, and I remembered to continue rubbing my hands together to maintain the lucidity. I forgot to look at the palms of my hands. I also forgot to do peering to make more light and color appear.

So I was looking around the living room, looking at objects, and then the dream faded.

Then I tried to re-enter the dream by imagining touching objects, and I managed to re-enter it again.

This time, I was also on the bed. I rubbed my hands together, swung my feet over, and stood up on the floor.

I ran to the door of my bedroom, opened it, and walked out into the living room. Then I went straight to the door of the living room, opened it, and walked out into the corridor.

I touched the sides of the walls and quickly walked to the metal grill. I opened the metal grill gate and walked out, touching the wall as I moved toward the lift.

As I was walking to the lift, I remembered to peer at my palms this time. So I looked at the palms of my hands to try to make the world appear—and it did appear beyond my palms.

All this while, I remembered to keep rubbing my palms together.

After a while, the dream faded.