Wind & Stones

Jan 15, 2006

I have not done this in a while. I do not know if it is considered an obe, because it is more of an inbetween. Not in the body, but not in a place, and not near... 

Going to the edge of sleep, and then the heavy/light feeling comes. Not heavy as in gravity, but heavy and light at the same time, from the inside. 

And then the falling/floating. I am falling, but not in a direction. Though the falling feels like sinking backwards in ways. 

The wind brings that feeling. I like to go with it. 

There is no place, the wind is the place...it is darkness, but I can see. And there is nothing but the wind. 

There is a way that I cannot describe, to blend with the wind. It is becoming invisible in a way. It is letting myself become part of the wind. It is the movement. 

I did this most of the night. 

Then in the morning I found myself in a lucid dream of this place with large stones. 

They were wavering. Like they were solid, but then would become translucent. 

I was looking at one, and seeing if I could focus on the solid, or translucent. I knew I could, and then I realized there was a lady there, not anyone I knew. And she was doing the same thing. 

So I would get it solid, and then she would get it translucent. 

One time I had it solid and sat on it, and she turned it translucent and I fell right through it, hahaha. 

We were having fun with it. If we did the opposite at the same time it would do the wavering thing. 

We were doing it by where the attention is. Seeing the solid part, that makes it solid. And seeing the space between, that makes it translucent.