The event
Time: During the night
Date: 1975
Place: My parental home on Merrie England Road, Korobosea, Port Moresby
I was around 19 years old and living with Mum in Port Moresby. The topic of astral travelling was on our minds, because we knew Kath, who could remember her astral travels. (Kath also told us about her own mother who was psychically very gifted, who could astral travel at will, and who could see the astral forms of other people when she was awake.)
So the topic of astral travelling was very much on my mind.
One night when I was sleeping, I came to consciousness in mind, but not in body. I found myself moving. My eyes were open. I was above the bed, in a horizontal position. I moved over to the wall of louvres, stopping only when I was inside the louvres. I was half in the room and half outside in the open air, still in a horizontal position. I knew full well what I was doing! I was astral travelling! I was scared stiff.
I formed a resolve, “I’m astral travelling! I can go anywhere! I want to visit Chip!” Chip was a family friend. I started moving but closed my eyes out of sheer fright. I felt myself moving without detecting any direction. I stopped moving, and that’s when I opened my eyes again. I thought I was halfway to Chip’s house! To my enormous disappointment, I found myself back in my body.
I’ve never consciously astral-travelled again.
Thoughts and theories
I think to astral travel consciously on a regular basis, you’d have to do a lot of training, a lot of exercises. I don’t even know what training, which exercises. I reckon Kath and her mother, who seem to have been born with the gift, have done the appropriate exercises in a past life.
There’s not much more to say. It’s never happened again and I’m still disappointed.
