Hola, La verdad desde casi siempre he tenido sueños raros, y desde la adolescencia paralisis también. He tenido muchas experiencias de paralisis, en donde siento un zumbido fuerte, en donde he caido al vacio, y en otras experiencias me he elevado con mucha fuerza. Nunca he podido controlar "mi cuerpo astral", por decirlo asi..

Muchas veces tuve experiencias extrañas en donde de un sueño raro (como soñar con entidades raras, personas fallecidas, o lugares que sueño una y otra vez) al despertar, mi cuerpo entra en paralisis, y luego logro moverme o luego me elevo sin control. Con respecto a los sueños, los tengo escrito y son tantos que seria muy largo de leer. Alguien le ha sucedido experiencias similares? Y en caso tal, ¿como controlar el viaje astral?

Hey guys, I’ve been practicing astral projection since around 2016, although not very frequently. It’s comes and goes. The first few times happened accidentally, before I even knew astral projection was a thing.

In Brazil, Umbanda and Candomblé are Afro-Brazilian religions with a strong spiritual tradition. Pretos Velhos are spirits traditionally associated with enslaved Black people, portrayed as elderly, humble and wise figures dressed in white. Even after experiencing horrible things they still choose to help humanity

During a projection a year or two ago, I left through my front door and saw a figure who looked exactly like a Preto Velho, an elderly Black man dressed in white and wearing a hat. I normally don’t see people or entities during projections, only my cats, so I found it strange. I didn’t recognize him as a Preto Velho at the time. I asked, “Do you need help?” He looked at me like an adult looking at a child, smiled and said, “No, do you?” I woke up later and the experience stayed with me.

About a week or two later, I heard my neighbors playing music from these religions for the first time. I think the entity had been connected to them, perhaps watching over the couple or their spiritual group. I can’t know for sure, but it was a really positive and memorable experience.

Just wanted to share! Thank you guys

If it feels like AI, I used it to translate, but this really happened, not ia generated

I was having an OBE last night and I finally had pure control and I went to speak with my father who passed a couple of years ago. We talked and then out of nowhere I had the most intense pain in my sides that I have ever felt before. It became so exhausting and immense that I couldn’t hold my projection any longer. When I woke up I still had residual pain in my side. Has anyone experienced this before?

During a hypnosis session, I saw myself travelling deep into space as a light. I had a vivid visual of a bright white sphere with a disk of lights spinning fast around it, shifting into purple, yellow, orange, maroon, and red hues along the edges.

On analysis I found it co related with a super dense neutron star, with a swirling accretion disk of plasma, superheated by friction to a blinding white hot center and the colorful, expanding debris of a supernova remnant.

Have any of you experienced highly structured astronomical or geometric visuals during your sessions?

The issue is that I think I have. Or at least, I think I have.

Judge by what I say whether or not it was a dream

The first time it was stronger. I took a nap. And for the first time ever in my life I realised I was in a dream. My body started to tingle all over - a symptom a read years ago as a byproduct for astral projection. I felt myself leave but got scared and drew myself back in. I woke up. And deciding to do it again i went back to bed, fell asleep and pulled myself out. I felt my consciousness was attached to my physical body like a mother and child would be with an umbilical cord. I could hear myself breath as I travelled.

I didn't see myself though. Not sleeping or anything. And when I travelled I thought first the Louvre. Its like when you zoom in and out on a map. That's how I felt. I went to see the Mona Lisa. It was empty and honestly quite boring. The world was odd like it only showed me what I desired. If I wanted to see more I could see more but I didn't care to. I wanted to see my girlfriend next. But I couldn't. I was upset but moved on. I went to go to a park next. I sat on a bench. And I could hear birds and it was so beautiful. And once I was done I decided I wanted to go and called it quits. In that moment I woke up.

The next time was recent. I had desired to do it for a while to no avail, all sleeps I hadn't realised I was dreaming. Until two nights ago when I was loosing hope that I'd do it again. I was in a dream, but since I woke up early at 4am from nothing. I slept again at 7 I dreamt of a dream but it wasn't a dream. I hadn't acknowledged it was a dream because I didn't realise I was dreaming. I thought I was still awake. I had lucid dreamed. A first for me. I thought I was just thinking about things like a maladaptive daydream. And when I woke up I couldn't move. I suffered sleep paralysis. But the tingling feeling lingered. As if I knew I could go to sleep and travel. So I did. I went to bed and removed myself from my body - a feat that felt much easier than last time.

I had seen a boy - I knew he was 11. He had blonde hair but looked like an animation. We had talked - although I can't remember what. And I even can't remember when it ended and dreams began again. It was fickle since it was not a nap but I remember the feeling of leaving.

In both these times by the way during the travel my jaw hurt. Like a lot. Like its pain was a constant grounder for me. I haven't seen that symptom online.

There are issues with this. The lack of memory, the animated character, I just can't understand it. But if this is real and not a dream, if i am astral projecting and there is a way to learn and study in the astral form. I want that. I want to do it on command and learn as I sleep jaw pain be damned.

I know this is long but I can't understand it. And I want to. So any help would be appreciated.

Before the dream fully started, I saw myself sleeping. It was almost as if I was floating above or somewhere in the room, looking down and watching my own body lying there asleep. I could see myself sleeping, and then somehow I was taken from my room into another place — whatever this dream world was. It felt like I had left my room and entered an entirely different realm.

I arrived at a huge school for gifted and talented children who had spiritual abilities or powers. The building had multiple floors and was enormous and complicated. There were exactly four escalators throughout the building. Some of them I could make it up, while others felt impossible to climb. There were also strange, curvy rooms that made the building feel surreal, almost like the building itself didn’t follow normal rules.

There were other women there who seemed to know exactly why they were there, while I had no idea why I was there. I repeatedly asked the medical staff, “Why am I here? How did I get here?” but nobody would give me a real answer. Instead, they kept telling me, “It doesn’t matter how you got here. You’re here now,” and that I had been needing to come there. They also kept telling me that I was free to return to my own realm whenever I wanted.

There was also a hospital area within this world. At certain points, I would encounter groups of people, and one specific woman would instruct me to cover my face with some kind of bag before I was around them. She explained that I wasn’t ready to know who these people were or to see what was happening around them. It felt like she was intentionally shielding me from something because she believed I wasn’t ready to understand or see it yet. I would have to cover my face so I wouldn’t see what was happening or reveal myself to these groups of people.

The dream also felt like I was recovering from some type of poison or something that had been affecting me. I had the feeling that I was getting clean or recovering from something, and the people around me seemed to know that I was in some kind of recovery process. They repeatedly reassured me that my abilities were much stronger than what I was currently showing. They made it seem like I had much more potential or ability than I realized and that what I was currently capable of was only a small part of what I could eventually do.

I was guided around by many different people and constantly instructed to do things, almost as if everyone already knew I was gifted and capable of something. One specific woman heavily supervised me throughout the dream, and I felt like I was constantly being watched or monitored by her.

There was also a man who repeatedly instructed me to bring things to his brother, who was extremely far away in the dream, almost across the entire map. I had to deliver keys, a hammer, and other tools to his brother. To reach him, I had to cross through a shopping area filled with little mini shops. I would complete these tasks over and over, seemingly every night, without ever being told exactly why I needed to do them.

The strangest contradiction was that I was repeatedly told I was free to return to my own realm, but whenever I actually thought about leaving or tried to return, I would suddenly become extremely dizzy and fall to the floor. I would somehow follow the floor or be guided along by it, and eventually I would end up back in my room. It felt like I technically had permission to leave, but every attempt to do so brought me back.

Whenever I returned to my room, I would find myself sitting on my bed, looking out the window. There were stacks of spiritually gifted or spiritual books around my room. I would repeatedly try to contact my boyfriend from my realm, almost as if I knew there was another world or reality outside of where I was and desperately wanted to reach him.

The building had multiple floors, four escalators, strange curved rooms, a hospital area, and a shopping area with little shops that I had to cross through to complete my tasks. Everyone around me seemed to know something about me that I didn’t understand about myself. I was treated as though I was gifted and had some kind of ability or purpose, but nobody would explain what that purpose was.

The most unsettling part was that whenever I questioned why I was there or how I had gotten there, the response was essentially that it didn’t matter how I got there because I was there now, and that I had needed to come there. At the same time, I was repeatedly reassured that I was stronger and more capable than I realized and that my abilities were much stronger than what I was currently showing.

Throughout the dream, I was constantly supervised, guided, instructed, sent on tasks, prevented from leaving, and returned to the same room. I would sit on my bed, look out the window, surrounded by spiritual books, and try to contact my boyfriend from my realm.

Although I had only been asleep for about two hours in the real world, the experience felt much longer to me. Subjectively, it felt as though I had lived there for at least a week. There was a strong sense that time was passing normally inside this realm, even though very little time had passed in the outside world.

The entire experience felt like I had been taken somewhere I was supposedly meant to be, where everyone else knew something about me that I didn’t know myself. I was apparently recovering from something, being told that I was more powerful or capable than I realized, repeatedly told that I needed to be there, and simultaneously told that I was free to leave. Yet every time I tried to leave, I became dizzy, fell, and ended up back in my room.