This will most likely be the last astral travel experience that I post about.
Traveling in the astral is a magical experience. The astral world is the world we will all go to when we close our eyes and go to sleep for the last time never to return to this life again.
Being able to enter the astral world and see it beforehand is a great experience. I'm happy to have had many opportunities to experience lucid dreams, OBE, or astral travels, whatever you want to call it. It has certainly made me less afraid of the afterlife. Having been there already I know what it looks like. It's magical. In many respects it is very much like our physical world. There are people, there are animals, there are cities, there are forests, etc. But it is also very different from our world. The same natural laws that apply here do not apply there. We are lighter. We can jump and stay afloat. We can walk out in the rain and not get wet. The colors are more vivid and scintillating. There are creatures there that don't exist here. Walking through a doorway or a window can lead us into an entire different scene, like walking through a portal into another world.
My most recent astral trip started as a normal dream, as is the case most of the time. Wednesday night I went to bed and fell asleep. I went into a dream.
Episode 1
I'm riding my electric bike along a dirt trail in the hills. I reach a point where I turn left and the path goes downhill. As I'm riding downhill I suddenly remember that I forgot my backpack. I turn back to retrieve it. I return to the place where I was meeting with a man and having a conversation.
"I forgot my back and am back to get it." I said to him.
He invites me to some coffee but I decline and tell him I will accept a rain check and we can have coffee at a later date. He agrees and begins to write on a sheet of paper. It is an IOU for a cup of coffee. The rain check.
But a second man appears out of nowhere and takes the rain check. The first man proceeds to write another one for me.
Episode 2
I'm back on my electric bike. Now I'm riding back up the hill I had been on earlier. Suddenly the dirt road turns into a thick flowing river of green pudding. I'm going against the thick green waves of pudding. I call it green pudding because that is what it resembles. It's green like the color of jade. It's opaque and viscous. But it flows more like warm honey or some thick hot syrup.
As I continue to ride uphill against the downhill flow of the green pudding river I become lucid. I realize that I'm in a dream.
Sweeeeet! I've been waiting for this moment. Now that I'm awake in my dream I consciously continue uphill.
Episode 3
At some point I find myself inside of a building or cabin that I believe is at the top of the hill I was on. I stand there in a room conscious of my lucidity. I remember how exiting the building we're in can lead us to a completely different scene (world) so I decide to go out and explore the astral. I do this often when I'm astral projecting.
I see a door and decide to go through it. It leads to a staircase that goes down. I begin to walk down the stairs. As I do I take note of the steps on the stairs. They are made of solid wood. The wood grain is clearly visible. It's beautiful. It looks like a golden brown oak wood grain. I observe the rest of the staircase and see that it is entirely made of the same solid wood. The wood grain is very beautiful. As I reach a door at one of the stairway landings I notice that even the door knob is made of wood. It also shows the same beautiful wood grain.
Episode 4
I walk through that door and find myself in a small kitchen. The floor is also solid wood. The walls are made of wood panels. There is a round table and one or two chairs and they are also made of the same solid wood. The wood grain is splendid. I'm positive it's a golden oak wood grain.
There is a tumbler on the table. It is full of milk. At this moment I realize that I'm a bit hungry so I pick up the tumbler and begin to drink the milk. As I drink the milk I begin to get glimpses of green foliage, as if I were getting glimpses of a forest or the woods.
It's common for scenes to gradually shift and change from one scene into another when we're in the astral. And that is what I was expecting when I began to get glimpses of green foliage as I drank the milk. Sweeeet, I though to myself. I'm going into another scene, realm, world, etc.
Unfortunately this didn't happen. Instead I gradually began to lose my lucidity and within a few moments I awoke back on my bed in my room.
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I lay there in bed and attempted to recollect as much as I could about this astral trip and the normal dreams that had led up to the lucid state.
I lay there in bed, motionless with my eyes closed. Suddenly the alarm sounded. It was 4:30 am Thursday morning. Time for me to get up and get ready for the work day.
