I've been having a lot of trouble sleeping lately. Last night, I was in bed, attempting to sleep, when without warning, I found myself in a bed, and bedroom, that weren't mine.
In the dim light, I could see that the bedroom was large, and that it contained more than one bed. Immediately off the left edge of the bed was a closet, and then beyond that, the room recessed back about 5 feet, and another bed was just beyond the corner; I could see human legs on that bed. Against the far wall was another bed, and it appeared that two human forms were under the covers. Against the right side of the room was a day-bed or cot with yet another form on it.
I wondered where I was. My hands were above my head and I could feel that the bed-frame was metal, so it certainly wasn't my cherry sleigh-bed. I got over on my elbows and looked behind me. There was a large window; and outside the window I could see a pleasant affluent neighborhood, comprised of large, white, older wood-frame homes that appeared to have been built about 100 years ago. There were a couple of inches of snow on the ground, that reflected enough starlight to reveal immaculate yards....a nice ordinary neighborhood.
I turned over onto my back and sat up. "HELLO?!", I said, attempting to rouse anyone in the room. Somebody flipped a light switch, and the room lit up.
The person on the bed to the left stood up. He was dressed, as if he'd been expecting company; a young man, in his early twenties, with short dark hair, wearing a red golf-shirt. He walked around to the left of the foot of the bed, and leaned over on the bed, on my feet, and propped his head in his left hand. The remaining people in the room, all young men, sat up in bed, looking at me.
"Where am I?", I asked. Another young man got up from another bed, leaned over the foot of my bed, and propped his head in his hands, so his face was next to the face of the first one. Man #1 replied, "We're....upstairs", and gestured upward with his right index finger.
I quickly grasped the situation; I've had contact with beings from higher vibrational states before, and those entities tend to be pithy. "You mean, at a slightly higher vibrational level?", I asked. He nodded his head in the affirmative.
There followed a brief conversation, I with the two men. It was partly spoken and partly telepathic. I cannot, unfortunately, recount the details, but I do recall the gist of it: without stating it bluntly, they were letting me know that I had the option to stay there with them.
Then, the men stood up. Man #1 stood next to the wall on my left; man #2 stood right against man #1. The second man then began to change his appearance, keeping to the same age, but changing his facial features, hair and eye color, etc...quickly presenting the appearance of many different men in sequence. Then, he changed to female form, becoming many women; and then, as naked women. He must have changed into 100 different people in about 30 seconds.
Again, I quickly grasped the message. He was not attempting to trick or entice me, but to illustrate that, at that vibrational level, or in that place, one could choose his own appearance, could be anyone he wished to be. If I chose to stay I could experience life as anyone, at my own whim.
However, as this was happening, I kept thinking of my dear wife, and how I did not wish to be without her. I would have been happy to stay in a higher vibration if she was with me, but she wasn't.
That realization triggered something; and instantly, I found myself (wide awake) again in my own (normal) vibrational state, in my own bedroom, with my own beloved wife sleeping next to me.
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In his books, Robert Monroe speaks of a particular astral level, well above what he refers to as the "belief system territories", where souls, after passing from physical incarnation, and that are past the necessity for immediate reincarnation, go to prepare for the journey beyond. It's a sort of decompression area, to soften the transition; and there are environments there that souls find familiar and comforting. If you've read his books (and if you haven't, I strongly urge you to), you'll recognize this realm as the area where "the Garden", "the Doctor's Office", and "the Cabin by the Sea" are.
What happened to me last night wasn't a dream. I journeyed into that level about which Monroe writes; so, the nearest that I can come to categorizing the experience, in familiar terms, would be to label it a spontaneous Near-Death Experience. I had the choice to stay. But I couldn't bring myself to part with my wife....not yet...and here I am.
In the dim light, I could see that the bedroom was large, and that it contained more than one bed. Immediately off the left edge of the bed was a closet, and then beyond that, the room recessed back about 5 feet, and another bed was just beyond the corner; I could see human legs on that bed. Against the far wall was another bed, and it appeared that two human forms were under the covers. Against the right side of the room was a day-bed or cot with yet another form on it.
I wondered where I was. My hands were above my head and I could feel that the bed-frame was metal, so it certainly wasn't my cherry sleigh-bed. I got over on my elbows and looked behind me. There was a large window; and outside the window I could see a pleasant affluent neighborhood, comprised of large, white, older wood-frame homes that appeared to have been built about 100 years ago. There were a couple of inches of snow on the ground, that reflected enough starlight to reveal immaculate yards....a nice ordinary neighborhood.
I turned over onto my back and sat up. "HELLO?!", I said, attempting to rouse anyone in the room. Somebody flipped a light switch, and the room lit up.
The person on the bed to the left stood up. He was dressed, as if he'd been expecting company; a young man, in his early twenties, with short dark hair, wearing a red golf-shirt. He walked around to the left of the foot of the bed, and leaned over on the bed, on my feet, and propped his head in his left hand. The remaining people in the room, all young men, sat up in bed, looking at me.
"Where am I?", I asked. Another young man got up from another bed, leaned over the foot of my bed, and propped his head in his hands, so his face was next to the face of the first one. Man #1 replied, "We're....upstairs", and gestured upward with his right index finger.
I quickly grasped the situation; I've had contact with beings from higher vibrational states before, and those entities tend to be pithy. "You mean, at a slightly higher vibrational level?", I asked. He nodded his head in the affirmative.
There followed a brief conversation, I with the two men. It was partly spoken and partly telepathic. I cannot, unfortunately, recount the details, but I do recall the gist of it: without stating it bluntly, they were letting me know that I had the option to stay there with them.
Then, the men stood up. Man #1 stood next to the wall on my left; man #2 stood right against man #1. The second man then began to change his appearance, keeping to the same age, but changing his facial features, hair and eye color, etc...quickly presenting the appearance of many different men in sequence. Then, he changed to female form, becoming many women; and then, as naked women. He must have changed into 100 different people in about 30 seconds.
Again, I quickly grasped the message. He was not attempting to trick or entice me, but to illustrate that, at that vibrational level, or in that place, one could choose his own appearance, could be anyone he wished to be. If I chose to stay I could experience life as anyone, at my own whim.
However, as this was happening, I kept thinking of my dear wife, and how I did not wish to be without her. I would have been happy to stay in a higher vibration if she was with me, but she wasn't.
That realization triggered something; and instantly, I found myself (wide awake) again in my own (normal) vibrational state, in my own bedroom, with my own beloved wife sleeping next to me.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
In his books, Robert Monroe speaks of a particular astral level, well above what he refers to as the "belief system territories", where souls, after passing from physical incarnation, and that are past the necessity for immediate reincarnation, go to prepare for the journey beyond. It's a sort of decompression area, to soften the transition; and there are environments there that souls find familiar and comforting. If you've read his books (and if you haven't, I strongly urge you to), you'll recognize this realm as the area where "the Garden", "the Doctor's Office", and "the Cabin by the Sea" are.
What happened to me last night wasn't a dream. I journeyed into that level about which Monroe writes; so, the nearest that I can come to categorizing the experience, in familiar terms, would be to label it a spontaneous Near-Death Experience. I had the choice to stay. But I couldn't bring myself to part with my wife....not yet...and here I am.