Energizing Projection

January 30, 2004 Friday morning

When I went to bed Thursday night I thought about how long it had been since I had experienced a good astral projection. I slept from about 2:00 AM to 5:00 AM. I was trying to get back to sleep when I felt like I was spinning counterclockwise. I recognized that an OBE was starting. I remained passive so that I could flow with the experience. Suddenly I separated and quickly flew upwards. As usual I was in a black void with no simulated visual input. I realized I needed to re-energize myself. I knew I needed to travel upwards toward the light and absorb as much energy as possible before reentering my body. That's what I thought even though I could see no light. I flew upwards rapidly. I could hear sound. It wasn't music, but more like background noise whose pitch increased the higher I flew. Suddenly I felt an energetic surge, and infusion of energy, as if I had succeeded in recharging myself.

Then I realized I had been projected for some time, thinking and flying, yet I hadn't snapped back to my body yet. It was time to get my vision working and go somewhere. I wanted to see and suddenly I could see. I was flying around inside a dimly-lit circular arena, or pit, with gray stone walls. My first impression was that the walls looked like walls in the original DOOM game by id software. The arena was perhaps 50-70 feet in diameter. I was flying around the inner perimeter, about ten feet off the ground and several feet in from the wall. I was aware that I was being watched by viewers above and beyond the top of the wall. There were openings, or windows, irregularly spaced in the walls. I was being watched by people in those windows too. I realized although I had succeeded in gaining vision, what I was seeing was not real. I wanted to see what was really around me.

I decided I wanted to go visit my best friend, whom I often try to visit during projections. I began descending and found myself sliding and bouncing along the ground. Movement was difficult as if I was moving through molasses. Abruptly the OBE was over and I was sitting on the floor in an open-office environment. I couldn't believe I had been stupid enough to sit down on the floor at work and have an out-of-body experience while my coworkers worked around me. I knew I was at the company I used to work for, and for which my friend still works, but I knew I didn't belong there. I sat there for a minute resting and watching people work. Then I was sitting at a desk in the middle of the open-office area. I recognized the desk as mine. A small hardback book I had wanted to read before I left was still sitting on the desk. I think the book's title was SNARPS. It contained cartoon strips. I flipped through the book and noticed it was a library book. There was a card pocket and checkout card in the back. I wondered what the overdue fee would be. Snarps were funny creatures with long faces like aardvarks. The book was black and white.

Suddenly I was in a room with people I knew. In front of me to my right were three good friends of mine from around my high-school years. Each one had about a week's growth of beard. I was surprised they all worked at the company I used to work for. Across the hall I could see a man in an opened window trying to talk to me, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. Then I was walking toward the entrance of a dark cafe or video arcade, like in a shopping mall. I was startled to see a dear old friend walking out. We embraced, there was a loud noise, and he vanished. I felt a great sense of loss. Then I was talking with a girl who had lived next door to me when we were children, but I couldn't hear what she was saying. I woke up.

Later that day I looked up "snarps" on Google. Most of the hits were genealogical or non-English. I translated one of the first hits, from Dutch to English. It said that Snarps are ectoplasmic creatures that haunt old houses. Neat.


Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney

Merging Astral Energies

September 20, 2002 Friday morning

I awakened from a series of unusually vivid dreams. I was on my back with my cat nestled between my left arm and my side. As I tried to go back to sleep I became aware in my astral body somewhere else. I was lying on my back in a different, larger bed. My cat was not there. My eyes were closed. Suddenly I felt a positive energy descending onto me from above. It felt wonderful. The energy blanketed me and slowly merged with me. It felt indescribably good. I thought my thanks toward who or what was responsible, repeatedly thinking, "It's a perfect fit. Thank you!"

After the merging was complete I felt a rushing motion sensation. I flew upwards and then found myself awake on a carpeted floor. My first thought was that I had been deposited into an alternate reality like Robert Monroe sometimes was, and I would have to live an alternate life here for awhile. I knew I had to quickly find clues and figure out my situation so that I'd be able to blend in without being found out. I saw a folded piece of paper on the floor a few feet away. I saw the word "MAP" on it. As I reached for it I noticed a large piece of paper hanging on the wall on my left. It looked like it had been torn from a meeting's flip chart. There were bold, black words  and several lines of writing, but I couldn't read it. I tried to focus on it, but I lost my lucidity and faded into a dream state.


Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney

Flying Between Energy Planes

Thursday February 4, 1999

This is just one brief scene I remembered from a dream projection. I remembered the scene because the views and feelings I experienced were so overwhelming.

I was flying rapidly through a black void between two, nearly-invisible planes of energy. One energy plane was above me, one below. Whenever I ran into one of the planes I bounced off and saw beautiful swirls of blue energy emanating out into the plane from my point of impact. The beauty of the energy fields was one of the most awe-inspiring scenes I have ever witnessed.


Copyright 2009 Jon Maloney

Astral Travelling via Energy Layers

Sunday August 10, 1997

I had taken ibuprofen due to a two-day headache a few hours before. I took 3 mg of melatonin before going to bed. My Australian penfriend was fighting a brain tumor. I had received a post card from her a few days before requesting positive visualizations. I lay on my back, practiced deep breathing for a few minutes, performed some progressive muscular relaxation, and visualized going to Australia to help my friend.

I felt my astral body separating. Next I was moving rapidly through blackness in which there were visible planes of energy, like layers. The planes were not colorful, but differentiated by texture, granularity, or wavelength. Some layers looked coarse; others looked fine. I flew quickly, shifting from plane to plane as I moved. With each shift to a new layer my motion felt different and the energy around me felt different. I was surprised at how long the flight lasted, perhaps as long as a minute. Suddenly I stopped. I was hovering near the ceiling of a room brightly lit with natural light. There were no people in the room. I noticed how tidy and uncluttered the room was. I saw a kitchen, a counter or bar between the kitchen and the rest of the room, an L-shaped desk, and a chair at the desk. There was a computer on the desk. I studied the desk area briefly.

Suddenly I was flying through blackness following the energy planes again. I wondered if the room I had seen was in Australia. I tried to actively take control of my flight by visualizing my penfriend's house. The instant I tried to take control I found myself flying along about a hundred feet above ice and water. There were very large chunks of ice floating in the black water. I could see icy cliffs and ice slides in progress. I began losing altitude (which always happens when I'm flying and pay attention to what's on the surface beneath me). I tried to will myself to Australia, then I tried to visualize the shifting energy planes again. I couldn't stop my descent. Soon I plunged into the black water between two slabs of ice. The experience ended. I looked at the clock and saw thirty minutes had passed since I had last looked at the clock.


Copyright 2009 Jon Maloney