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.