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Maybe I’m simply conscious of a vibrational shift or transition that’s necessary to have out-of-body experiences. Whatever it is, it can definitely scare the hell out of you. Even so, I’m determined to find out what’s behind these strange vibrations. There must be a logical explanation. For the next week nothing happened. I started to doubt myself and my ability to have the experience. Then one evening about eleven o’clock I dozed off while visualizing my mother’s living room. Within minutes I was startled awake by a piercing buzzing sound and vibrations throughout my body. Opening my eyes, I realized that I was half in and half out of my body. My first reaction was fear. An overwhelming panic flooded my mind and I instantly snapped back into my body. Upon opening my physical eyes, I discovered that my physical body was numb and tingling; as before, this sensation slowly dissipated and my normal physical feelings returned. I sat up in bed shocked by the intensity of the vibrations and sounds. I clearly remember saying aloud, “What the hell was that?” As I reviewed the experience I realized that I was completely unprepared. An instinctual fear seemed to flow through me at the first hints of separation. For two nights nothing unusual occurred. Then on the third night I awakened to a weird numbness and vibration spreading from the back of my neck to the rest of my body. I tried my best to stay calm and reduce my fear, but I couldn’t, I felt as though I was completely out of control and vulnerable. Startled, I spontaneously thought about my physical body and the vibrations slowly subsided. As my physical sensations returned, I felt disappointed that I’d missed a great opportunity to explore. In an effort to save the moment, I calmed down, focused my thoughts away from my physical body, and began to encourage the vibrations to return. (I did this by concentrating on the vibrational sensations I had just experienced at the back of my neck.) After about fifteen minutes, as I gradually relaxed and again drifted between sleep and wakefulness, the vibrations began to return. They started at the back of my neck, then slowly spread to my whole body until I was vibrating at what felt like a higher frequency or energy level. This time I remained calm, my anxiety level decreasing as I recognized that the vibrational sensations were somewhat enjoyable when I was prepared. A high-pitched buzzing seemed to resonate in my body, and I felt energized and light as a feather. With a thought of floating I could feel myself moving upward. I was completely weightless, and for the first time the sensations were absolutely wonderful. I floated up to the ceiling and touched it with my hand. Amazed, I realized that I was touching the energy substance of the ceiling. Pressing my hand into the hazy molecular structure, I felt the tingling vibrational energy of the ceiling. As I withdrew my hand from the ceiling, I noticed that my arm sparkled like a thousand points of brilliant blue and white lights. Out of curiosity, I reached out my other hand and grasped my outstretched arm, and to my surprise it was solid to the touch. Focusing on my arm, I became mesmerized by the depth and beauty of the lights. I realized that my arm appeared to be a universe of stars. It’s strange to describe, but I felt drawn into a universe that was me. At that instant I snapped back into my body, and the numbness and tingling sensations quickly subsided as I opened my eyes in awe. Journal Entry, October 4, 1972 I silently repeat an affirmation, “Now I’m out-of-body,” for ten to fifteen minutes as I grow increasingly sleepy. As much as possible, I intensify my affirmations as I drift off to sleep. Almost instantly I’m awakened by intense vibrations and an electrical-like buzzing throughout my body. I’m startled, and an intense wave of fear surges through me. I calm myself down by repeating, “I’m protected by the light.” My initial fear slowly dissipates as I visualize myself surrounded by a globe of protective light. I think of floating and feel myself lift up and out of my physical body. I feel light as a feather and float slowly upward. As I float away from my body I realize that the vibrations and buzzing have diminished to a slight humming sensation. Feeling more secure, I open my eyes and find myself staring at the ceiling two feet in front of me. I’m surprised that I’ve floated that high and instinctively think about looking at my body on the bed. Instantly, I snap back to my physical body and feel a strange vibration as my physical sensations quickly return. As I lie in bed reviewing the experience, I realize that my thoughts directed toward my physical body must have snapped me back. I know it’s possible to view my physical body, because during my first out-of-body experience I distinctly saw it. I suspect the key to observing our physical bodies is to remain as mentally and emotionally detached as possible, but more important, we must keep our thoughts directed away from our physical bodies; the slightest thought focused on the body will immediately snap us back to it. In retrospect, I should have thought about turning over as I floated; then I could have observed my physical body without any thoughts being focused on it. Journal Entry, October 12, 1972 I wake up at 3:15 after three and a half hours of sleep (two REM periods) and move to the sofa in the living room. After about forty minutes of reading, I become sleepy and begin to do a different visualization. I picture myself as a bright orange balloon filling with helium. I can feel myself becoming lighter and lighter as the balloon expands. I intensify and hold my visualization as long as possible. Drifting off to sleep I awaken to the sensation of intense vibrations and buzzing throughout my body. I recognize that I’m ready to separate and immediately think about floating. The vibrations and sounds rapidly diminish as I separate and float up to the ceiling. Out of instinct I reach out my arms to touch the ceiling, but instead of touching, my hands slowly enter the tingling vibrational substance of the ceiling. I can feel a slight resistance as my hands and arms move through the ceiling. Moving slowly upward, my body enters and passes through the insulation, rafters, and attic. An intense excitement flows through me as I pass through the roof and float at the top of the house. I think of standing and I’m instantly upright, standing at the highest peak of the house. As I look around, I can clearly see the TV antenna and chimney. Even though it’s the middle of the night, the sky and everything around me are partially lighted by a luminescent silvery glow. Standing at the top of the house, I have a sudden urge to fly. I spread my arms, glide down from the roof, and fly over my backyard. I slowly descend until I’m flying about four feet above the ground. For some reason I feel as if I’m getting heavier and continue descending until I’m just inches above the grass. I think “control” but it’s too late. With a thud I 3