Intentional OBE with Experimentation

Saturday December 20, 1997

I went to bed with the intention of projecting. I lay on my back, breathed deeply, performed two cycles of progressive muscular relaxation, visualized breathing in energy and exhaling stress, and performed numerous visualizations related to projecting. After about an hour and twenty minutes I felt like I was conscious in my astral body, but my astral body still coincided with my physical body. I felt like the shift in consciousness had been successful. All that remained was to go somewhere.

I sat up in bed, threw my legs over the left side and onto the floor, and stood up. I became confused for a moment wondering if I had gotten up to go to the bathroom. Then I remembered I had been under the covers yet I had not moved the covers to get out of bed. I realized my projection attempt had worked and I was astrally projected beside my bed. I remembered Sylvan Muldoon's descriptions of being pulled back into his body by the silver cord whenever he stayed too close to his physical body. (Muldoon, Slyvan and Carrington, Hereward. The Projection of the Astral BodyLondon: Rider, 1929.)

I walked away from the bed to the far left corner of the room. I turned around and tried to stabilize my state. I could feel my labored breathing. I surveyed the room. Everything was as it should be. I was in the guest room at my parents' house in North Carolina, where I was visiting for the Christmas holidays. (In reality I was still at home in South Carolina. I had not gone to North Carolina yet.) I looked around the room, especially noticing the two antique wooden beds from the Philippines. I remembered having trouble seeing my physical body during previous projections, so I consciously focused on the bed I sleep in. There I was, lying on my back, in the right position and wearing the right clothing, except I knew my body should be under the covers. I turned and looked at the wall. I considered walking through it into the backyard. Instead, I reached up and put my hand against the wall. I remembered wanting to investigate the astral cord if I ever got the chance. Now was the time.

I reached behind my head with my right hand and moved my hand up and down feeling for a cord. There wasn't one. I moved my hand and arm up and down behind my back. There was no cord there either. I realized I didn't want to wonder later if I had somehow missed it. I wanted to be certain. I turned so that I was facing my body across the room. I intently examined the air between my astral body and my physical body. I saw no cord. Then I jumped a couple of feet into the air and watched to see if there was anything moving between my bodies. The jump occurred in slow motion. I moved up a couple of feet, floated briefly, and then slowly sank back to the floor. I saw no cord. I convinced myself that no cord was present.

I decided to walk over and examine my physical body. As I approached the bed I was surprised to see a second body lying on the floor under the bed. (The beds are high, four-poster beds, requiring bed steps to comfortably get in and out.) The body on the floor looked like mine -- same position, same clothing. I remembered reading that we have several astral bodies and each finer body can project from each coarser body. I wondered about multiple astral bodies, false awakenings, and other complexities. I wondered what would happen if I tried to project again from the astral body holding my consciousness.

I wanted to examine the two bodies more closely. I walked over and stared at my body on top of the bed. Then I leaned over and looked at the body on the floor. It was my brother! I wondered if he was projected too, but unconscious. I didn't like my brother being there. I reached down, grabbed him, and helped him stand up between the two beds. I telepathically asked him what he was doing there. Instantly the experience ended and I was wide awake in bed at my home. I think the projection had lasted for several minutes.


Copyright 2009 Jon Maloney

Waking Projection

Waking Projection

Sunday August 7, 1988

After turning my light off I found myself in an uncomfortable position on my back, but I was too tired to correct it. My head was turned far to the left, my hands were clasped on my chest, and my right leg was bent with my foot pushing on my left knee. I was not yet relaxed when I felt myself projecting. I felt like I was spinning backwards and to the right. The sensation lasted for several seconds. Then I was scooting slowly across a wooden floor. I saw the leg of a bed go by. I became less passive and realized this was my big chance. I was conscious and projected, but I had no plan. I tried to think of what to do and where to go.

Before I tried to go anywhere I rose and floated a few feet above and to one side of a bed. I was looking down at someone lying on the bed, but my vision was fuzzy. I could not see details. The person on the bed appeared to be a male lying on his back. The covers came up to his waist. He was wearing a long-sleeved shirt or pajama top with a dark green and navy pattern. His right hand was moving back and forth on his chest.

Then I was back in my body in the same uncomfortable position. My right hand was rubbing the back of my left hand on my chest. It was clear the person I had seen was me. Judging by the angle and distance from which I had viewed my body, I had been hovering on the far side of the wall beside my bed, seeing through the wall. I was not wearing a shirt or pajama top. The covers were pulled up to my neck.


Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney

Astral Projection with Dual Consciousness

Monday August 12, 1985

I lay on my back trying to astral project from 10:30 PM to 12:30 AM. At 12:30 I gave up and decided to go to sleep. I rolled onto my stomach and turned my head to the left. A couple of minutes later I felt the internal motion sensations I've learned to associate with astral body separation. I felt my astral body move away from my physical body. My vision was very fuzzy. There was a faintly-illuminated, out-of-focus object in the center of my field of vision. It was as if I was looking through spun glass or cotton. The illuminated area in the center caused a tunnel-like effect in my perception. The object I was trying to focus on looked like it was five or six feet away.

I moved my head to get better focus and several things happened at once -- the object I was looking at moved, I became disoriented momentarily, and everything went black. A few seconds later I felt somewhat stabilized and my vision returned. I could see the light object I'd been looking at. It was my physical head! My head was lifted slightly up off the pillow and looking at me. My physical eyes were open. Suddenly I was aware and perceiving from both bodies simultaneously. Through my physical eyes I could see the bedside table and the bedroom wall directly behind the table. Astrally I could see my physical face looking at me. I felt disoriented for a few seconds and then stabilized.

I realized that to see my physical body from the angle and distance my view indicated, I was seeing through the bedroom wall and the bedside table. I wondered if those physical obstacles were why my vision was so poor. However astral vision works, I was looking through solid objects to see my body. Then I wondered if the gray fuzziness was because I was looking through my astral cord. I studied the area between me and my body trying to ascertain whether or not there was a cord. I couldn't see a cord and deduced that if one was there I was looking straight down it.

I kept feeling unstable like the experience was about to end. I guessed that the instability was because I was only five or six feet from my body. I figured if I could get away I could extend and clarify the experience. I visualized my best friend sleeping in bed and myself standing next to his bed. Nothing happened. I tried to fly straight up into the air like Superman, but was jostled and disoriented again by movements in both bodies. I looked at my face again and realized what was so unnerving. My past experiences of looking at my own face were always in a mirror. When I look in a mirror my reflection always does exactly what I do, but opposite. If I move my right the mirror image moves its left. In this situation my face and upper body were making the same movements I was making in the astral, which was very unmirror-like. When I moved my astral right, my body moved its physical right. That difference was quite disorienting.

At least three times, I tried to move and briefly became disoriented. Finally I made another strong attempt to fly away. The result was feeling motion and a big jolt. Suddenly I was completely back in the physical, propped up on my right elbow, and staring at the wall behind the bedside table. The bizarre experience was over.


Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney