OTHERPLANE

Out of Body Experience (OBE)

by....Lou

What is it like to have an OBE? Are you awake or asleep when you have your OBE? Are you conscious and aware of what is happening when you OBE? How are you able to consciously will yourself to leave your physical body, to a destination of your choosing? How do you OBE and can anyone do OBE? Do you think OBE is real or is it just a dream or a pigment of your imagination? These are some of the questions that people ask themselves or of others concerning OBE.

Though it has not yet been scientifically or medically proven that OBE does exist, individual accounts and documentation do exist that support the possibility that there is some truth to OBE.

First, I am and have always been a dreamer, whether it be while I am asleep or awake (day dreaming). I do not exactly know when I actually started dreaming on a regular (daily) basis. In most cases, I do not remember what took place in my dream, but the dreams that I do remember are so real that I wondered whether it was a dream, a vision, an OBE or something else. Sometimes, I see myself watching others, as if observing an event, or participating in the event.

As far as my abilities to OBE at will, I do not believe that I am able to do that whenever I choose to. I believe that certain conditions must exist in order for me to do an OBE and what those conditions are, I have no idea. I have attempted to do an OBE, on the spur-of-the-moment thing, and my failures outnumber the successes. This is my personal recollection of one of my possible OBE's.

A friend and I decided to attempt to photograph entities (ghosts, spirits, etc.) for inclusion on our paranormal web site. We asked "our entity friend" if we could do this and if we could, is it okay if we did this …the answer from "our friend" was, yes we could; but, only one of us could be there to photograph the entities (of our choosing) and the photographs could only be taken starting at midnight and not before. A list of names was put on paper and a date selected. Since the location decided upon was the front yard of my friend's place of residence, he would be the one to do the photographing and I would remain at home on the night of the big event. Although I had accepted the conditions "our friend" had given to us, I was not going to miss out on this probable once in a lifetime opportunity.

On the night of the big event and at the appointed time, I was laying in bed thinking about what was going on at my friend's front yard. Would it be possible to take a picture of and capture in a photograph not one but 14 entities (from the list we had put together). The suspense was too much, I had to be there. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the front yard. I was there with hardly an effort, watching him walking around the yard and talking to someone that I could not hear. My first reaction was that my friend would sense my presence and I "beat a hasty retreat" out of there and back to my bedroom. My wife, laying next to me reading a book, did not give me any indication that she had said something to me and I had not responded to her. What I did notice, was that she had changed her position … from having her back to me when I left, to facing me upon my return.

About thirty minutes had passed and my curiosity got the better of me and I would go back there. Again, I closed my eyes (as I had done before), concentrated and there I was, standing in the yard. It was dark outside with no moon and the only light came from the front porch light. My friend had the camera up to his face, snapped a picture and the camera flash went off. He then did something I had not expected … he bowed (as in paying respect) to the entity that I could not see nor sense. He moved to another area of the yard and I followed him. He began talking to another entity, they shook hands and then he gestured toward the bench (as if asking the entity to be seated). I was standing in back of the bench facing him and again watched as he brought the camera up, took the picture and a bright flash exploded in my face. Then he did something unusual that jolted me. He brought the camera down and looked straight at me as if he could sense something or someone there. I felt like I got caught with my hand in the cookie jar. I was out of there and back in my bed.

I lay there thinking that my friend would chastise me in the morning for breaking the conditions set forth by "our friend". I thought about how effortless it was to transport myself from my physical body to my friend's front yard and not once but twice, and I was awake the whole time. I looked over at the table clock and less than five minutes had gone by since I had left.

The next morning my friend came by and over coffee, he filled me in on what had taken place last night. I was waiting for him to mention anything about me being there but he did not and I was not going to tell him. He said that he was "very humbled" to be in the presence of such notable, respected and revered individuals. Their presence made him tremble and gave him "goosebumps". He had trouble getting his words out while talking to them. He would take the roll of film to be developed and return in a couple of hours with the photographs.

When he did return, he put down the photographs and remained silent. His expression was void of any excitement but I already knew the reason for his lack of excitement. Although the photographs did show the yard, the contents in the yard and the tree with the rose bush full of red roses, there were no entities to be seen/visible. All of the photographs were void of any entity. He said that he was depressed and somehow he had not followed "our friend's" instructions to the letter.

I told him to lay the photographs out around the room, at which he gave me a strange look as if not understanding why I was having him do with the photographs. He laid the photographs out and then looked at me as if to say, "Now what?" I told him to use the device to locate the photograph with "Me" in it. If only you could have seen that look on his face. The device that I refer to is used for many applications, i.e., dowsing and treasure hunting, but we primarily use the device for paranormal investigative activities ... specifically, for communicating with entities.

He picked up the device and scanned the photographs. The device pointed to one of the 19 photographs and he could not believe that I was in that photograph. He scanned and rescanned and the results was the same each time. He picked up the photograph and brought it to me with this "Okay, tell me" look on his face. I explained to him what I had done and I was sure that I was the cause for the entities not being visible in the photographs. He used the device to confirm with "our friend" what I had just told him and "our friend" said, "Yes". Because I had OBE'd to the yard, I had violated the conditions that "our friend" had set forth, "our friend" prevented any of the entities from becoming visible in the photographs. We asked "our friend" if we could be given another chance and the answer was NO.

To this day, we will occasionally scan those photographs and the result is the same. That one photograph will be pointed to, by the device, as the photograph with me in it.