An Amazing Story of Healing

For as long as I can remember, whether in dreams or in OBEs, I have been told that I have to empty the trash — basically, take out the garbage.

It took me a very long time to understand what they meant. I didn’t even know how to take out the garbage, because how do you take out garbage, right?

A year and a half ago, I went through a traumatic breakup, and I was so broken that I had no other choice but to lie down and meditate. I had reached the middle of my life, and I was completely heartbroken that every relationship and everything I felt I had tried so hard to achieve had just failed. I couldn’t understand why, and the self-blame was huge.

Honestly, I didn’t know how to fix myself, if there was such a thing, or how to even begin.

So, after the breakup, I basically just broke down and started meditating, studying, and attempting out-of-body experiences. I did have a few, but my body was in such pain due to years of illness and a car accident I had been in 25 years earlier.

By now, I was basically begging for help. Or you could say I was begging the other side for help.

And what showed up was a book called No Bad Parts about IFS therapy.

There was nobody in the area who could help me with this form of therapy, so I learned it myself. I started applying it in my meditations.

I soon found out that I could use it for emotional pain as well as physical pain. When I used IFS and accidentally fell asleep during a session, I would always end up dreaming of past lives that contained the sort of pain, trauma, injury, or whatever was bleeding through to my current body.

Alternatively, I would dream of the current past in a way that pinpointed exactly what the issue was.

After every session, I started the tedious work of releasing this trauma, breathing through it, talking to it, and it never seemed to end.

I also understood that every relationship and every situation I encountered out in the world was there to teach me something. Every time I got triggered, I eventually came to understand that this was not punishment. This was something trying to tell me something.

So eventually, I got pretty good at this, but it was very hard.

On top of this, I was accompanied by many very clear dreams that felt like out-of-body experiences, but with a reduced level of awareness compared to what you have when you’re astral projecting.

They would always contain information about what was coming, what I had to do, and where I had to look.

In the sequence I’m going to tell you about now, I first had a dream where I was told that I was going to get a new jacket. I was taken backstage this world and told that I was going to get a new jacket.

To be honest, I had no idea how that was going to work out when I woke up. So I continued the shadow work.

At one point, I met a person I fell in love with, and I was more occupied with being in love than with taking care of whatever I needed to do internally.

So I had a dream telling me, “Please come sort this out.”

And again, I’m like, what more can I sort out? The only thing I know how to do is IFS therapy and shadow work. So I’m basically going to go back to that.

The pain in my body from the car accident was increasing, and I started getting really agonized. My hands and feet were swollen and burning, and I was at my wit’s end.

By now, I had spent at least a year and a half doing IFS therapy and shadow work, and I was basically losing hope.

Last night, I lay down in my bed and completely surrendered. I said, “You know what? It’s okay. Whatever is going to happen will happen in its own good time, or timing.”

And I fell asleep.

But before this next sequence, I had another dream. As I was waking up, there was a voice saying in my ear, “I will see you soon.”

In what seemed like another experience somewhere between a lucid dream and an out-of-body experience, I met this priest — or someone who appeared to me like a priest.

Without any words, he basically ripped out a large quantity of tangled hair, black dust, and different items from my lungs and my back. I wouldn’t say it was a handful; it was much more than that. What he pulled out occupied the larger part of my lower lungs and the middle back.

Then there was this man standing at the other end. When the priest finished, the man started singing for me.

And then I woke up.

Today I'm free of pain. My hands and feet don't burn anymore and I can sing again. I've been dancing all day and the deep grief I held in my abdomen is gone. I don't even have back pain anymore.

I am, literally speechless.

11 years ago, back in 2015, I was actively practising astral projection. I practised for a month, and literally nothing was happening. I actually found a video of this really old guy. The video isn’t there anymore, but he taught practices you could do while you were awake, like jumping, feeling your entire apartment, et cetera, et cetera. I watched it and practised every day, religiously, but nothing was happening.

So one day, I decided, you know what? I’m gonna give up. And I did. I gave up and didn’t think about it anymore. I went to bed, and that’s when it happened, randomly. I wasn’t even trying to do it. I remember being really drowsy, falling asleep but not quite asleep, when I felt a really strong vibration and just popped out. But I didn’t have full control over my body. I just remember the transparency and feeling as light as a feather. I also remember having 20/20 vision, but I wasn’t moving around freely. I couldn’t go wherever I wanted. I was still kind of limited in what I could do.

I remember looking back, especially when I was above my body, and seeing my body. It was just a body, nothing else. No labels, no nothing. Just a body, a vehicle for me to use in this dimension. And I actually got really emotional, if I’m being honest. Anyway, then I looked up again, and in front of me, there was a TV on the wall, right in front of my bed. I saw two orbs, like multidimensional orbs, glowing pink and blue. They were simultaneously changing shapes. It was like a thousand shapes, and I couldn’t just tell you one shape because it felt like every shape ever. Then, to my left, I didn’t turn around fully, but it was like I could see out of the corner of my eye. I saw a three-year-old version of me wearing a lime green jumpsuit, or maybe a mint one, which was something I had as a kid. She was running around in circles, giggling and laughing, and I felt so good. I was like, is that me, or is that my future child or something? I don’t know. I just didn’t have much judgment about it at the time. After that I kind of rotated again because I was trying to move around, but I was really wobbly and couldn’t seem to have much control. It was like being really drunk but also sharp as hell. I really can’t explain the feeling.

Anyway, that’s all I remember, and I’ve been thinking about it a lot recently because I’m really sick of my current life and the things I’m going through. It’s been really, really difficult for me, so I’ve been thinking that I really want to be in another realm. I think I’d be happier there, but without doing anything harmful. I think astral projection might be a safer way to explore different realms.

If you have any tips or advice on how to do it successfully, especially if someone is fearful of it now, that would be great!

Greetings.

I have had an encounter with a very large Blue Dragon, of the Asian variety. It kind of ate me, but I really didn't mind at the time. I've encountered some other threshold guardians that would test me like this, but they've all been very large cats thus far (lions, leopards and so on).

Would like to know if anyone else has encountered it, or had some insight as to its nature.

Thank you.

Please help me what does this mean?

Not the big flying moments. The small, boring detail that had no reason to be there. A sound in the next room, a crack in a wall you later found was real, the wrong colour on something you know well. For a lot of people it's the unremarkable detail that does the convincing. What was yours?

I had a strange experience this morning while trying to fall back asleep, and was curious if this constitutes a real AP, or some sort of dream related state.

I woke up at 8 am, trying to go back to bed. I entered a dream-like state where I was in my bedroom, in the exact physical place my body was resting. The main difference was the room was dark, meanwhile it was light outside.

I started feeling some slight mild vibrations, electrostatic shocks (I have AP'd before so I am familiar), but did not think much of it. I became aware that I was in an altered state.

I never had a 'separation' but suddenly I noticed I began exploring my house. I dont remember getting out of my bed in that dream, just suddenly I was walking.

I was walking around, trying to turn on the light switches, and they did not turn any lights on. I also tried to walk through a wall to see if it would work, and it did not work.

Eventually and curiously since I was aware I was in this state, I returned to my bedroom to see if I can find my physical body. I literally lifted up the sheets on my bed, and saw my physical body resting as normal and in the position I normally sleep.

I quickly panicked, and then I 'woke' up, but was back in the original 'dream' where I was just laying in my bed. This I believe is a false awakening.

Eventually I just woke up for real.

Is this considered an out of body, or some combination of dreams? Can you astral project while dreaming?

I've been trying to AP for quite a while and haven't been able to project. Here is my latest, one of the most successful attempts.

I laid on my back and relaxed my body as much as I can and started to focus on behind my eye lids. First there were nothing and after some time it started to show some static and I focused on them.

I felt my body getting more relaxed with jaw dropping, neck muscles relaxing, forehead muscles relaxing and such. Every time I see such a sign of relaxing I take 3 deep breaths to keep myself from clicking out. 

After sometime of focusing on static, the blackness behind my eyes became more darker and becomes pitch black. Also I kind of felt like my limbs are squeezing for a little time as well. Could not go beyond that. Also is this the void state people here are talking about?

I asked Gemini about this saying the same thing and it said this.

You hit a common plateau: Passive Observational Trap.

When the blackness became deeper and your limbs felt squeezed, you stayed in "watching mode," expecting the state to deepen on its own or wait for something else to happen. In the Direct Method, the state will not progress beyond the deep blackness passively. Once physical sensory input cuts out, your brain simply holds that baseline until you either fall asleep or give it a strong kinesthetic command.

The exact second that deep 3D blackness opens up or you feel that limb-squeezing sensation, stop looking at the darkness.That visual transition is your cue that the motor blockade is active. Immediately execute your kinesthetic trigger.

Is this legit?

Help me out please!
Thank you for your time!!

This memory has never left me. I was about 4 or 5 years old when I experienced something I still can’t explain.

I remember suddenly being up near the ceiling, looking down at my own body. I was sleeping next to my mom, and I could see both of us lying there.
When I looked up, I saw what looked like a portal in the ceiling. It was almost as if the portal had opened, dropped me into the room, and then closed behind me. I remember slowly floating downward toward my body until I eventually entered it. As soon as I did, I felt this strange tingling sensation throughout my body.

I immediately woke up, looked at the ceiling, and thought, How did I just do that?
I’m 34 now, so this happened almost 30 years ago, yet I remember it so vividly, as if it happened yesterday.

And I know people might say it was just a dream, but I know what I experienced. To this day, I’ve never forgotten a single moment of it.

I know that there's nothing and no one 'real' here at all, it's all fake. and I'm mainly sick of the ghost stories, I don't enjoy this video game world as I used to do, there's nothing that I enjoy interacting with, and I guess acting and pretending can be fun at times, but Idk how much is too much.

I've gotten close to the 'exit' at times, but as soon as I got closer it reminded me that I'm not ready for it at all, I know that this journey is an infinite one, and I guess there's trillions of years to experience still, but I hate not having a way out of this illusion.

I read about astral projection as a young teen and it stuck with me, read all the steps because I was a really curious kid. I still am. I've tried a couple of times and it didn't work. The last time I tried this was yesterday morning, I was awake in the early hours of the morning and I started feeling sleepy, but I also didn't want to sleep yet. After being stubborn for a while I decided to give in. Closed my eyes and then I slept off, but my mind was very much aware that I was sleeping. I was like why waste a perfect opportunity and tried to astral project. I don't know if it worked. But I heard some awful ringing buzzing sound and I panicked and stopped. And I don't know if I was half way there or if I was still in my body but I know I couldn't move and I was struggling to fix whatever happened by going back to whatever state I was in before I started.

Can anyone give me any advice or tell me what went wrong?

Hello everyone, I didn't projected yet, but I think a lot about many spiritual questions.I had a look on gnostic believes, and other believes but I am don't know anything,but since I looked at astral projection, I have hope, please tell me, are we going in the astral realm when we die? Or are we instantly reincarnate and dont have a memory what had happen?or we go back home? Or we meet god?

I work on me that I can hopefully project one day. But I am not on the point where I can find answers, or even the truth,please give me some advice, I would be happy, and thank you for reading.

So for context me and my bestfriend we're very very close since we were 6. His mom used to do those like twin tests on us and we always answered the same. So fast forward we started to train through meditation from about 2014-2016 on how to astral project. With discussions and stuff we learned we could both lucid dream. Like it came naturally since I was young. I can't exactly remember when he said he figured out he could. We accomplished astral projection but its like if we went to far some scary shit would happen and force us back to the threshold I guess you'd say? We ventured out some more but very scary things happened and we quit for a while. It was kinda like insidious but before the movies were even out. For context when we projected we somehow could connect and end up in the same space. Well he died in 2021. We were always skeptical on god but always believed in a creator. We said if one of us died to meet the other in that space to try and talk. I found him after multiple attempts but idk if it was really him. I say that because when I found him screamed at me to run snd stay away. Is this my mental trying to scare me away? I can go into more detail but this was already a lot. Thanks for any words , tips, etc

I have seen many posts and accounts from people who have experienced astral projection, but they usually come from individuals with a great deal of experience in the subject people who often gloss over the actual process of the soul separating from the body. For this reason, I would like to share the details of my own experience, while emphasizing that I have never been a spiritual person, I do not follow any religion, and I was previously unaware that such a thing even existed though I am currently looking into the topic.

On the afternoon of August 26, 2026, after putting it off for a long time, I decided to go outside and draw from life. It was something I'd wanted to do, but I was always too embarrassed. Since I was in my hometown, I went out into the countryside to draw alone. I found a shady rock where I could sit, and since I only had a mechanical pencil and an eraser, I decided to draw an almond tree. While I was focused on my drawing, I was also aware of my surroundings. There was a group of birds playing amongst themselves in the trees, until suddenly they fell silent and became startled. When I looked up, I saw a peregrine falcon fly overhead. I could see the feathers on its chest and its little legs in detail, it was thrilling for me.

At dusk, I decided to head home; I had dinner with my family and spent some time talking with them that evening. Around 1:00 a.m., I went to sleep. As I drifted off, I first had a dream (the typical, nonsensical kind where nothing remarkable happens) and then, I "woke up" into another dream. In this second dream, I was in my bedroom, lying in bed in the exact same position I was actually in at that moment (on my side, facing to the right). The atmosphere was warm and cozy. In front of me stood a white esparto-grass chair (a real piece of furniture from my room) with a mirror resting on it. Through the mirror, I could see the room around me: I saw myself lying there, facing the mirror, and I also saw my aunt asleep on a mattress on the floor. In the background, my mother was standing and folding sheets, and on the chair, next to the mirror, lay my mobile phone, showing two messages from friends of mine.

I felt very calm and at peace, I was quite comfortable, so I closed my eyes to drift back to sleep. However, I woke up in real life and began to feel a vibration in my head that grew increasingly intense. At the same time, I noticed my body gently rising (I should mention that I was lying on my side, facing to the right). I felt my body lose contact with the mattress and the pillow, and I could feel the bedsheet tightening as I ascended. Behind my back, there was a sense of significant movement in the room, it felt like wind, though it lacked the chill one typically feels from a breeze outdoors. I also heard what sounded like several small bells being shaken vigorously behind me. My body rose to a height of about one meter. At first, I was frightened, thinking it might be sleep paralysis, but I soon realized it wasn't; instead, I felt a surge of excitement at the fact that I was floating. Eventually, in my excitement, I managed to descend gently until I returned to my body. I got out of bed, it wasn't a dream, as I was already fully awake and sat there for a few minutes, trying to process what had just happened. At that moment, I kept thinking of my body as a very fragile shell. Yet, despite how strange the situation was, it didn't feel entirely unsettling, it was as if I had done this many times before; it was something I already knew. It’s very hard to describe—apologies for not being able to explain it better. Since then, I’ve made several attempts at astral projection, though none have gone as far as that first experience. I’ve also begun meditating using the *Gateway Experience* audio tracks, and during these sessions, I’ve been able to visualize images in my mind with great clarity.

I would like to analyze the dream I had that day and try to understand why it happened to me, because ever since then, I have been unable to simply turn my head, walk on by, and carry on with my life. I cannot stop thinking about that day, searching for some kind of answer. (Sorry for my English, I’m from Spain).

Hey everyone, looking for some insights or tips from people who have gotten past this barrier.

Earlier today I woke up in the middle of the night, got up to use the bathroom, and went back to sleep (unintentional WBTB). After having a regular dream, my mind suddenly snapped wide awake and completely alert, but my body stayed frozen in that state where you just don't feel like moving at all.

Almost immediately, the classic vibrational stage kicked in. If you saw my post from a few days ago about that high-pitched tinnitus / ringing sound, it was back full force—it felt like it was everywhere around me and inside my head while this was happening.

Realizing what was going on, I tried to induce the exit:

* Tried the rope technique repeatedly.

* Switched to trying to simply lift/roll my subtle body out.

Nothing happened. I didn't separate. Instead, the physical strain seemed to bleed over—after trying so hard, my breathing became really heavy and vigorous, and my physical body started feeling hot and flushed, almost like I had just gone for a run. Eventually, the state just faded.

For those who have been through this stage:

* How do you overcome the "stuck" feeling? Did I push too hard with active effort instead of letting it happen?

* Breathing/Heart rate spike: How do you keep your physical autonomic response (heavy breathing, heat) from pulling you out when attempting exit techniques?

* What subtle tricks or alternative separation cues worked best for you when the rope or lifting methods stall out?

Any advice would be massively appreciated!

Hi all, hoping for some help please. I’ve learnt about Astral projection/ Reality Shifting for about a year and a half now. Without a full separation so far.

I do appreciate Astral Projection and Reality Shifting are different, I am only mentioning it because I want to AP so I can shift.

I am trying to follow the Michael Raduga method of sleeping for 5-6 hours then waking up for 20 mins. The trouble is, I’m either a super heavy sleeper and miss my alarm or I am a super light sleeper and the minute it goes off I’m wide awake. A bit of insomnia tbh.

I am just wondering what people do to mitigate this? I have tried adjusting the timings so instead of 6hrs, I do it at 3/4/5 hours. And also I tried a cheap smartwatch too to vibrate when the alarm goes off on my wrist. I just haven’t been so successful.

I am just wondering, if anyone has any helpful tips that has helped them, to help me.

I don’t go to the bathroom/ drink water when I wake up, just because then I am too awake. When I do wake up at the alarm mark, I am like “wide awake” so I have been trying to basically not lift my head up to turn the alarm off so I can try and sleep… and I end up just falling asleep. Basically my margin window is incredibly short.

Any tips? Thank you 🙏 ✨

It’s been about 9 years since this happened and I’ll never forget any details of it, it’s always been engrained so vividly in my head. This is the first and only sleep paralysis experience I’ve ever had in my life (32m).

9 years ago I was in my first year of uni in the UK. I was staying in a dorm/halls (in the US it’s dorms in the UK they call it halls) and I was partying quite a bit at the time as you would in your first year of uni. I had a small room to myself with a desk like a meter from my bed and a small en suite bathroom.

Anyways so I start dreaming and I was in some pool complex kinda thing walking around and there was this guy playing pool/billiards, and he say me and I could tell he just didn’t like me, like he gave me a menacing look. And as I was walking around he would be following me like not too close by but following me nonetheless. Couldn’t see his face too well but was like a shadowy black figure.

Next thing I know I’m in my bed in my room and everything is as is, the chair to my desk is pulled out a little with a sock on it, random stuff on the floor like a jacket and my pants, all furniture is literally exactly as is in real life it was literally my room as it was at the time. And the guy is ontop of me screaming at my face super angry, like not saying any words but just doing angry yells and smacking me and I literally can’t move (I am a Muay Thai fighter idk if that influenced anything). And after smacking me a few times and yelling he pulls out a deodorant spray and a lighter and starts spraying fire at my face flamethrower like and at this point I get the feeling “I’m going to freaking die, screw that I’m not gonna let him kill me” and I literally used every fibre of my living power to bust out of that paralysis and reach for his neck with my left hand and my right arm is cocked ready to throw a punch at this dudes face.

Then bam, he just disappears, and I’m in my bed sitting upright with my left hand reaching infront of me (where his neck was supposedly) and my right arm still cocked ready to throw a punch, room is exactly as is.

Never had a sleep paralysis experience after that or saw him again. I like to joke that he visited me once and saw that I’d break out and smack him back and decided “screw this I’m not messing with this dude again” haha

Also I sometimes throw punches and kicks in my sleep, like with good technique I’ll rotate my hips while throwing a Muay Thai kick in my sleep and wake up confused lmao

last night I did an attempt and I figure that if I separate my astral arms first that it’s easier, so I did that last night and about what felt like 20mins later I felt like I was ejected from my body before being quickly reeled back in. It felt weird but it was still super cool.

I saw a post in a group I’m in and this person claims they projected to a data center and there were grays there controlling the ai. They said one of the grays spotted them and they were scared back into their body. I’m just curious if anyone else had seen anything similar? Anyone willing to check out a data center and report back your findings? 😂

So hello everyone.

So i wanted to do AP but idk how to do it and i don't even know the steps to achive AP and i did actually read some tutorials about how to achive AP but that tutorials never worked on me. And i wanted to ask another question, some people say they felt they're soul left they're body and there was a rope attached to they're soul and the body. And they did explore freely and even visited places they never visited in person. And most importantly they explored spaces and they saw some entities idk about entities tho. So my final question is What's the setup and tutorial to achive AP.

Hey, niche subreddit!

I've recently been curious about Astral Projection, I had always been aware of it but I came here to ask some questions.

Regarding the sensory side of APing, what does it feel like?

Is it sort of vague and blurry and up to interpretation, like a lucid dream? Or does it feel "realer than real"

My other question is more simple, what was your first experience like aping? Did you use any methods or did it happen spontaneously

I'm a newbie.. I get the vibrations and stay in the "body rested and my mind awake" situation for a while and it starts to get pitch black and I see some lights. Then it disappears. And when I turned around to change my position, it happened again, but quicker than the first time. The same pitch black scene followed by lights. But this time I heard a husky voice Screaming. I was so scared and my heart was beating so fast. I couldn't open my eyes nor move even an inch of my body. Then I don't remember what happened in between..then I saw myself sitting in my classroom on the same desk I sit. I wore my school uniform and everything was literally the same outfit of how I go to school. But my face and body were replaced with a dark shadow figure, sitting completely still.. I panicked and tried to scream but I couldn't. My mom was sleeping next to me and tried to wake her up, I reached my hand to wake her up and I thought I was waking her up but it was like an illusion! Like something else's arm were replaced and the thing's other arm was like grabbing my right arm. And I somehow managed to wake up.

This was my closest experience to AP I assume.. it was so weird that I couldn't stop thinking about it for a couple of days. I tried to be as calm as possible and tried to keep my heart rate at normal but that scream freaked me out and couldn't focus on keeping myself calm..

Estaba dormida desperté porque mi gatita se movió y dije dormiré de nuevo, me acomodé y todo bien de la nada

No se como estuvo empecé a sentir que mis oídos iban a explotar escuchaba ruidos muy fuerte como si tuviera dos bocinas a mis lado

Empiezo a ver de la nada lo que dicen que son los códigos sagrados, de la nada empiezo a ver círculos pero se movían como cuando hay movimiento de vocina

De la nada sentía que me iba a desmayar, intenté agarrarme de la cama porque por un momento me dio miedo que me pasara otra cosa

Estuve apunto de tener un viaje astral o que fue eso que me pasó??? 😟