Lately I’ve found that as I continue to follow my bliss, let go and trust, and allow my intuition to guide me, that I’ve been led to some familiar ground.   Certain rituals and practices and fields of study that I had visited many years ago have begun folding back into my day-to-day life, only now I see them from a powerfully clear new perspective.   Even more intriguing is finding old collections of spiritual teachings, and my own flash-of-clarity writings and predictions and premonitions from decades past, long since forgotten about, that align beautifully with the life I am now living.   And then, there are the lucid dreams.

Last week I had my first lucid dream in many years.   A few nights later, I had the beginnings of an OBE (out of body experience).   I chose these.   I wanted to experience them, and although they were brief and barely the tip of the iceberg of what is still yet to come in my further exploration, they were unmistakable.

While this was my first OBE, I’ve had a handful of lucid dreams here and there throughout the years.   None were planned, and none lasted as long nor were they as perspective-altering as the first one I had in ‘96, when I quite literally thought I had died and was in between this life and the next.

On this particular night, after I had just arrived in New York City, where I would live for two years, I went to sleep and began to dream like any other night.   At the time, I had never given any real thought one way or the other about reincarnation, but I had heard (through movies like Dreamscape no doubt) of this idea that if you died in your dreams then you died in your real life.

In the dream, I saw two people in a brutal fight, tumbling and striking each other in a small room of a house.  I couldn’t see faces as these two basically fought themselves to death.   When it was over, and as my view widened, I looked on and saw that one of them was me.   So in this moment, the realization that came over me, seeing myself dead, was that I must be a spirit.

Thus began a bizarre journey as my spirit, flying at break-neck speeds through a moonlit forest, careening into a wall of the brightest white light I’ve ever seen, leaving the physical realm through it, and plunging into the in-between.

I was soon maneuvering through a Grand Central Station of souls, an immense structure that defied all laws of physics.   Gravity, for instance, applied however you wished – all viewpoints were valid.   So as I chose one particular escalator, there were others right next to me that were sideways and upside down, all filled with people casually moving to and fro.   Some people had chosen no escalator at all, and gently floated up and down in the empty space between them.

I found myself being tested on patterns and knowledge I had acquired in my physical life, multiple audio and visual tests happening simultaneously at impossible speeds – and I was easily keeping up with them.   All the while, I floated a mile above ground inside an enormous, hollow mechanical sphere.

I could go on.

What made this different from every other dream, was that from the moment of my “realization that I was dead,” everything instantly zoomed into a sort of hyper-reality, and stayed this way throughout the dream.

What do I mean by hyper-reality?   For anyone that has ever remembered a dream, typically even the ones we can clearly remember are a bit visually fuzzy.   There are pictures and visuals, but they aren’t as crisp and clear as our waking view.   Now imagine if that dream was somehow “more real” than even in your waking state: colors are powerfully vivid and textured, awareness is strikingly clear and precision-detailed, all the senses are alive and focused and running at peak proficiency – this is the basis of a lucid dream.   It was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.   So much so, that by the end of it, after passing through another doorway of brilliant white light, I was shocked and extremely disoriented to find that I was still in this physical body, alive and well.

What’s the significance of having a lucid dream or an OBE?   This is a question that very few who have had the experience feel the need to ask. How often in our daily lives, running around getting things done, do we stop to think of the synchronicity of all things, and the part we play within this symphony of creation?   How often do we simply let go of all our concerns and just explore, for the fun of it?   How often do we give ourselves permission to reach out and feel the “More” that surrounds us, penetrates us, binds us?

Lucid dreams and OBE’s provide that and more.   Whether they are “in your mind,” or whether we are venturing into the realm of souls, or swimming through creation itself – it doesn’t matter.   The experience expands one’s consciousness – irrevocably.   And when one has spent so many years defining one’s existence through the physical senses of one’s body, it is humbling and exhilarating to venture far beyond where our feet can take us, where our lungs can breathe, where our eyes can see.

As I’ve mentioned previously, 80% of the input of information our minds process comes through our eyes – and yet, only a very small portion of the electromagnetic spectrum is even available to us to see.   If it were expressed in musical terms, it equates to our only being able to see the equivalent of one octave of the visual music that we know exists.   There is so much, even in our physical world alone, that these bodies simply lack the capacity to perceive.

So when we let ourselves  go with these experiences within our lucid dreams or OBE’s, when we awaken from them, we bring back a greater awareness with us – a broader perspective of our lives, a sublime, uniquely personal understanding – that somehow had escaped us before.    We set aside all the things that we have to get done, and let our imagination and creativity soar in ways we may never have experienced before.   Just ask Christopher Nolan.

The way I see it, if you’re going to be sleeping anyway, why not use that time to expand your consciousness while you’re at it?

“When you go to sleep, you withdraw your consciousness, you withdraw your attention from this time-space reality.   You stop thought, you stop resistance, and your vibration raises…you remember who you are, why you are, what you’re about. You remember how good you are.  You bask there – that’s where your energy goes.” – Abraham-Hicks

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