514-OB: Two OBEs back to back in Regal Hotel

 

9.54 am

I am still in Hong Kong Hotel, lying on my right. I got up from several dreams. All the way, I remembered to do the checking for the phase state. Then I found myself in the phase state and I rubbed my fingers, rubbed my hands, and rubbed the bed. And then I took my time, rubbed my forearms as well. And then I took my time to slowly sink my feet on the floor over the edge of the bed.

And then I stood up, and then I walked around the room like this. And I was so happy. This is the second lucid dream tonight. And I was rubbing the floor as well. I peered at my hands. And the room was filled with light and colour.  [And I hugged the ones that were in the room, and I dreamt later. ] And that was the dream. I also had the same experience in all of my dreams. The dream faded.

Then I had my 3rd OBE tonight. As I lay down in bed and still had the same fuzzy feeling - so I tried the exit technique again. And I rubbed my fingers, rubbed my hands, rubbed my forearms as well. And then suddenly I kicked over the edge of the bed and touched the floor. I remembered to use my mind to move and not to use the physical body. And then I rubbed the floor. 

And the hotel room was a bit hazy. And then as I walked with this, I rubbed the floor. And I patted my hands, rubbed my fingers like this. And the dream faded.

513-OB: Rubbing grass lawn in Regal HK Hotel

 

8.19 am

I’m right now in bed in my Hong Kong hotel room, Regal Hotel. I’m lying on my right side.

I was practising dream yoga and non-resistance and mindfulness of breathing. I had a lot of dreams. And coming out of one, I remembered to check for the phase state and try exit technique.

Suddenly I found myself in a phase state. I rubbed my fingers, rubbed my hands, rubbed my face. Right after, I swung my legs over the bed and stood on the floor in the hotel room.

At first it was dark. Then I peered at my hands, and the hotel room became visible.

Everything was quite clear — I could already see things in daylight.

It was daylight. I walked around, touching the hotel room: touching the walls and other objects. I walked around the hotel room, my hands rubbing the wall on the left.

I felt quite happy just wandering.

So I walked around, touching the walls and looking right and left.

I went back to the large glass window on the right.

At first I thought I’d go through it — penetrate straight through the glass.

But then I changed my mind. I thought maybe I shouldn’t, since I didn’t know what was outside - and it would not help with lucidity. So I didn’t do it.

I turned left and walked back towards the bathroom area.

I kept touching things.

Then I found myself outdoors. There was a single-storey house in front of me. I was floating above the lawn grass. To the left was a paved road leading to the house. I touched the grass with the palms of my hands.

Eventually the dream faded.

512-OB: Rubbed Singapore sofa

 

3.42 am

Did mindful breathe relax technique, Reminders - this is a dream - not real - will pass.

In Singapore, in Adrian’s apartment. Lying on my right side, I felt the familiar phase state and thought, “This is it. Let’s do the exit technique.”

I rubbed my fingers together, rubbed my hands, and immediately felt that characteristic rubbery sensation.

Then I rubbed the surface of the bed with both hands, rolled over, and stood up on the floor beside the bed.

I moved to the left and rubbed the surface of the window, continuing to rub all the way to the door. As I walked, I kept rubbing the walls and sides.

When I reached the door, I tapped the wall and door firmly with my hands a few times, then yanked the door open roughly.

I expected to see something—but it was still dark, though objects were faintly visible.

I tried to look at my hands to draw in color.

After stepping through the bedroom door, I suddenly saw rich, thick color—like a developing Polaroid picture.

Then objects appeared: a sofa, some kind of glove-shaped sofa.

I reached out and tried to rub it with my hands. The dream faded.

511-OB: Rising frequency, finger rub

 

8:02 am

Practiced non-resistance and anti-perfectionism.
Then I was going in and out of two dreams, back to back.
After the second dream, I was trying to go back to sleep.
Suddenly, I found myself in the phase state.
I heard a vibration sound that was rising in pitch.
I could faintly feel the fingers of my right hand rubbing.
That was the exit technique.
I didn’t want to rush.
I let the thing develop.
Let the whole thing go deeper.
Eventually, it faded out.

510-LD: Long life with wife, old house

 

8.17am

I practiced non-resistance.

I dreamed that I was with my wife, and we lived a very happy life together.
It was in this house, and it was our home.
Inside, the room looked like an old, abandoned building made of bricks—old-type bricks.
There were windowless windows, two or three of them.
I was floating around.

Suddenly, I remembered that this was such a long dream.
I moved around, clapping my hands.
In the background, I was humming—or hearing—the song Auld Lang Syne.

When I became lucid, I thought how amazing it was that this was such a long lucid dream, and that I could still maintain it without waking up.
I went to one of the open windows.
Outside, it was daytime.

I touched the window sill, clapping my hands the whole time.
And suddenly, the dream faded.

509-LD: Meditate in hall spinning

 

9.31am

I practiced non-resistance.

I dreamed that I was in a big hall doing some meditation. I was kneeling down, sitting on my heels on a cushion. On my left was a Sikh man, and on the right was a lady. There was a deep, trance-like state, and I managed to get the meditation finished.

But then I found myself close to the man on the left, so I adjusted my cushion more to the right. I thought the meditation was over, but then I entered the trance-like state again. This raised my body—my body lifted up while still kneeling—and I fell forward, doing some kind of prostration on the floor.

I thought this must be some kind of advanced state, and I let it happen. After that, I sort of floated up into the air and began to spin in all directions. Then I began to spin clockwise, and that’s when I realized this could be a dream. I became lucid.

I then tried to induce an out-of-body experience. I clapped my hands and rubbed them and felt the familiar rubbery sensation. I then stood up on the floor and walked around. I was now in a dark room, and I tried to peer at my hands. I kept looking and gazing at my palms, and eventually I could see light and color, and objects appearing in the room.

I was now in a dark house. In the living room, I saw a table—a wooden table, rectangular in size, with chairs surrounding it. I walked towards the table, put both my palms on it, and started rubbing. As I rubbed like this, the dream faded.

508-OB: Peering at hands walking out of N-Park house

 

6.44am

Going in and out of several dreams, I finally found myself in a fuzzy state of mind, and I seized the opportunity. I tried to rub my fingers together, and it worked. Then I rubbed my hands together and felt a familiar rubbery sensation.

I took my time, slowly rubbing my hands and fingers together until the sensation became strong. I then rubbed my hands on the mattress and slowly turned my body to the left, swinging my feet over. I stepped onto the floor of my bedroom beside my bed.

Immediately, I rubbed both hands on the wall to the left and walked quickly all the way to the bedroom door, all the while rubbing my palms against the wall. I opened the bedroom door and walked out into the living room of my house at N-Park.

I peered at my hands, holding both palms face up in a prayer position. As I peered, I immediately saw color and light, and the living room became clear. I turned left and right, still gazing at my palms, observing them through my peripheral vision, softly illuminated by the color and light of the room.

I walked toward the main door and opened it, still peering and gazing at my upward-facing palms.

What?

I was not looking directly at the world, but using my peripheral vision. It was daytime, and I could see clearly beyond my fingers, beyond my palms, and into the world. I walked quickly toward the metal iron gates of my house and passed through them, my palms still facing upward as I peered at them.

They were facing up. And beyond them, I could see the horizon and the area extending beyond my sight—N-Park Condominium. I was turning left and right as I walked, and gradually it began to fade, until the dream faded completely.