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.

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