8:46am
I tried—Zaritsky—but if I managed to sleep in and out, in and out… and then I tried just asking, “Who am I? What am I trying to find? Myself?” And I found myself lying on my right side in bed, and in the early morning, I entered the phase state.
It felt so ordinary, but I thought, “Why not just try to deepen it and try to feel my fingers?” I managed to feel them, and I also imagined I could rub my hands—and I managed to rub them. I then rubbed my face, and I felt it. I tried to rub the bed frame on the left, and I managed to feel it.
I tried to sit up, but then my physical body moved. I then imagined myself standing in front of the bookshelf, and then imagined myself already at the door of my bedroom. I could see the door—white in colour. I felt it with both my palms and also felt the doorknob, and then I opened it.
I moved to the kitchen, then moved to the living room, to the centre, and there was a glass table. I touched it with both my hands, and then I almost lost the dream. But then I imagined rubbing my fingers together—both hands—and managed to maintain and bring back the dream.
Then I found myself in the living room, on the carpet, and I just lay down on the carpet. I felt so comfortable, and I rubbed the carpet, and the dream faded.

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