Visualizing Stonehenge

The following experience took place in the Melbourne Centre some time ago during an all night practice.

On occasions, in the centre, a group of students would get together on a Saturday evening and practice astral projection until dawn. We would practice to an agreed schedule, generally with a specific astral aim. This particular week our aim was to project to Stonehenge in England.

At the beginning of the week, during our class, our teacher suggested we obtain pictures of Stonehenge, and use them as the subject of daily concentration visualisation practices. It was also suggested that we push to be aware each day, and do at least one astral practice each evening.

I followed the schedule rigorously, only missing one nightly astral practice. By the end of the week I was able to maintain a good visualisation on Stonehenge even without a picture.

On Saturday evening we gathered at the centre. The practice room had been thoroughly cleaned and then lightly incensed. There were candles in holders strategically placed around the room and the atmosphere was very mystical.

The first practice went for a couple of hours; it was a concentration on the heart. I maintained a relatively good focus for most of the practice, but as soon as I’d feel the sensations of projection my mind would drift to Stonehenge. Each time I did this I’d loose the practice and the sensations would stop.

Between practices we’d have a short break. During the breaks we’d keep talk to a minimum so as to maintain a silent mind.

The second practice was a visualisation of Stonehenge. I was pretty excited heading into this practice as my concentration visualisation was working pretty well. I remember thinking I had a good chance of success. I think I was perhaps a little over enthusiastic and didn’t take the time to relax properly which allowed some subtle tension to remain in my body.

This tension kept intruding throughout the practice. I probably should have just relaxed my body again when I notice the tension, but instead I tried to push through with my visualisation. This battle continued for the entire two hours and I didn’t get anywhere.

By the third practice it was now the early hours of the morning and I was quite sleepy. I was aware it would be easy to drift into an unconscious sleep and lose the entire practice which I didn’t want to do so I buckled down. This time I relaxed thoroughly before taking up the concentration on the heart.

I maintained a good focus and soon my entire body was pumping rhythmically with my heart. I kept drifting into and out of sleep, which is a good thing as we need both concentration and sleep to project. But my concentration was too mental and I didn’t maintain it as sleep came on so I didn’t project.

Then I allowed my mind to relax and began to just feel the practice. Sleep came to me again but this time instead of drifting I remain focused. My body began to tingle all over and I heard a high pitched whirring in my ears. My astral body slowly began to split from my physical body, then it accelerated and I flew up into a standing position.

I took advantage of the momentum and began to run and dived into the fireplace that was directly in front of me. I went straight through the fireplace and came out the other side flying over forested countryside. I kept asking my divine mother to take me to Stonehenge and tried to maintain a focused mind.

I lost a little concentration and dropped in height, then struggled back and kept going, this happened several times. This battle was very intense and really sapped my energy. My clarity began to weaken and everything became cartoony, various objects began to appear and my speed slackened. In the distance I made out what appeared to be Stonehenge but it wasn’t to be and I faded out totally.

I ended up back in my body with mixed emotions, I was exhilarated by my adventure but a little disappointed not to have achieved my objective. What became clear to me was that I needed to work on my awareness in daily life further, and if I did so, this little adventure would be a stepping stone to many more.

~ Cliff
Melbourne, Australia