I keep searching for an account of my 1977 out-of-body experience and I realized finally that there isn’t one. So I’d like to correct that deficiency and write an account here.
I had been away in India in 1977, visiting a sage who would later become my guru for twenty-five years – before being shown to be a pedophile.
Somewhere along the line I contracted Hepatitis C and had to fly home.
I had to spend a month off work and one night during that time I had an out-of-body experience that changed my life.
I awoke in the middle of a lucid dream, on the other side. Where exactly I did not know nor did I even know I was on “the other side” at first.
But then I saw two fellows being mean to a third man, whom I knew well. I remember his name to this day. I was crying out, don’t hurt my friend! But no one could hear me. And so I was weeping.
Well, you can’t bawl your eyes out on the other side and remain where you are. You have to go back a more appropriate level and back a level when you’re outside your body means a return to your body.
I found myself flying backwards through space until I entered a kind of tube. I tapped it with my knuckle and said “what’s this?” It was my body.
My body felt like India rubber – like a lacrosse ball – compared to my spirit body, which felt like the down at the base of a feather.
Oh, my gosh, I said. I am not my body.
The minute I realized that, my fear of death instantly disappeared.
I compare it to living on a ground-floor apartment facing the lawn out back. I go out at night and hear something coming towards me through the thick grass. I’m afraid. It may be a raccoon that’s going to bite me, give me rabies, and then I’ll die! Then the animal comes out of the grass and … it’s Kitty! My fear instantly vanishes!
In the same way, the fear of death instantly vanishes when we realize we’re not our bodies.
I remember standing in my body looking at the openings that were my eyes as if they were a foot or two in front of me. When I approached the eyes, the transition from vision inside to vision outside happened quickly. All of a sudden I was now seeing, hearing, smelling, etc., through the body’s faculties rather than as a spirit inside a body.
The experience showed me that the body is relatively non-conducting. I was wailing outside my body because someone was hurting my friend. But when my consciousness transferred to the outside of my body, what was a wail was now a whimper. My body was not letting my feelings through. THAT is density.
But most of all it showed me that I would survive the death of my body. Since that time I’ve learned that death itself is not painful. (1)
That’s all I remember from the experience, now 46 years ago. Since then I’ve had other experiences of the soul within the body.
On June 6, 2021, for instance, I had a second experience of standing inside my body. This time I was joined by a second unidentified energy that merged with me, causing a creative explosion in the months that followed. (2)
In an experience at Xenia Retreat Center on Sept. 18, 2018, I experienced my own native and natural innocence and purity while standing in the presence of the Self. (3)
But no more astral travelling … for the moment.
(1) See ” Death is Painless; Most People do not Suffer” at https://goldengaiadb.com/index.php?title=Coming_Home#Death_is_Painless.3B_Most_People_do_not_Suffer
(2) See “Mapping a Possible Soul Merge” in An Ascension Ethnography at https://goldenageofgaia.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/03/An-Ascension-Ethnography-8.pdf .
(3) See “Original Innocence,” loc. cit.