When I was about 6 or 7 one night I felt my body rising from my bed. It was a very terrifying sensation. The problem was that I was unable to move my body, my mind was wide-awake and it took a tremendous amount of effort to finally move to prevent this feeling of elevation from continuing.
This persisted about 3 or 4 times over a course of time until one night I just felt too mentally exhausted to try to fight it off so I just let myself go and allowed myself to continue floating up. The next thing that happened was that I found myself flying over green pastures. It felt real and I wasn’t in the least bit scared. I simply accepted it and enjoyed the ride so-to-speak.
But then for no apparent reason something quite dramatic happened, and even at the tender age of 6 or 7 I knew this was no dream, no figment of my imagination, but something very real. I crossed an invisible line and whilst still flying the colors I saw were more vivid than I had experienced in real life, the scenes I saw were more real and dramatic than I had ever encountered before, and the feeling of the wind in my face was real. I knew enough to realize this indeed was really happening and it was truly wonderful.
I never saw any part of my body, just the bluest sky I have ever seen in my life, the greenest landscape, the trees, everything. I didn’t control what or where I went, I just let myself be taken to wherever I was led.
Then, for no apparent reason everything was black. I wasn’t scared; I knew my journey was over. The next thing I recall was a feeling of a downward motion and I was back in bed still fully conscious but unable to move my body for a period of time, and then eventually regained feeling.
The next several times this happened to me was nothing short of amazing. What I saw and the experiences I encountered -- I wonder how many others have had similar experiences?