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Here is a similar case from a semi-conscious projection.
Mrs. Leonora S. Brewster, who lives in a small town in the State of New Hampshire, has had many out-of-the-body experiences, which usually start from a half-awake state in the early hours of the morning. When about to leave her body she feels as if being caught up by a powerful current of force, on which she sails along without conscious direction, with, for a few seconds, a snapping pain in her head, followed by a painful tightness of the throat, which sometimes forces her back into her body.
On one occasion she found herself projected and standing in the parlour of a strange and palatial house, from which she soared up a great stairway, and down a hall into a room where lay an old lady. "I approached her bed with some hesitation," she says, "although I felt sure of being invisible. Suddenly she awakened and acted as if she could see me, for she sat up on her elbow and looked straight at me." Mrs. Brewster beat a hasty retreat, and a few minutes later was sitting up breathless in her own body and in her own bed.
She had been very much impressed by the elaborate furnishings of the house, and her recollection of them was still keen when, two years later, she went to Concord, forty miles distant from the town in which she lived, to visit her cousin who had just bought a house, as it stood, from the estate of an old lady, a Miss M., who had died there some time before.
The moment Mrs. Brewster entered the hall she recognized the house of her etheric adventure, and was able to demonstrate her acquaintance with it. She was only puzzled by finding that the old lady's room was set apparently the wrong way round.
"It was as if," she says, "I had been looking at it in a
Mrs. Leonora S. Brewster, who lives in a small town in the State of New Hampshire, has had many out-of-the-body experiences, which usually start from a half-awake state in the early hours of the morning. When about to leave her body she feels as if being caught up by a powerful current of force, on which she sails along without conscious direction, with, for a few seconds, a snapping pain in her head, followed by a painful tightness of the throat, which sometimes forces her back into her body.
On one occasion she found herself projected and standing in the parlour of a strange and palatial house, from which she soared up a great stairway, and down a hall into a room where lay an old lady. "I approached her bed with some hesitation," she says, "although I felt sure of being invisible. Suddenly she awakened and acted as if she could see me, for she sat up on her elbow and looked straight at me." Mrs. Brewster beat a hasty retreat, and a few minutes later was sitting up breathless in her own body and in her own bed.
She had been very much impressed by the elaborate furnishings of the house, and her recollection of them was still keen when, two years later, she went to Concord, forty miles distant from the town in which she lived, to visit her cousin who had just bought a house, as it stood, from the estate of an old lady, a Miss M., who had died there some time before.
The moment Mrs. Brewster entered the hall she recognized the house of her etheric adventure, and was able to demonstrate her acquaintance with it. She was only puzzled by finding that the old lady's room was set apparently the wrong way round.
"It was as if," she says, "I had been looking at it in a
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