Brief Balcony OOBE

Date: 01/02/2021
Method of entry: indirect
Bedtime: 1am
Awakening: 4am
Return to bed: 5.30am
Awakening: 9am
Return to sleep: 9.30am
Awakening: 11am
Attempt: successful
Phase experience: brief balcony OOBE

DREAM STATE

The environment is a dark train station at night. I feel lost and use lifts as instructed by a Russian worker. Somehow I'm Scottish and I'm given instructions to obtain something and get home. I'm waiting to meet with Sylvester Stallone who is also Scottish. A lift leads me to a daytime surface. Me and the actor, who is also Scottish, are about to share a delicious meal which includes bread that I prematurely taste before sharing it with him. I wake up at 4am.

WAKING STATE

I use the loo and make love to my wife. I get a glass of water from the kitchen and talk to Stacey for a while before making an attempt at the deferred direct method. I feel tired and end up falling asleep.

PHASE STATE

An awakening occurs but there is movement. I fluctuate between the techniques of listening in and visualising a mirror. Visual hallucinations come and go and I hear the sound of an old man's voice singing. Strong vibrations follow and I feel like something is drilling into my skull. I think about separation but don't dare to move in the mistaken belief that I might ruin my progress. I fall asleep. Following a lapse in consciousness, I come to in the kitchen, in the early hours of the morning, standing by the sink. My daughter is coming downstairs apparently after getting ready to go out shopping with my wife. I'm back in bed, realising I had experienced a false awakening. I fall asleep.

DREAM STATE

I'm viewing a scene resembling an outdoor ice-skating party at night. Three drunk women encounter David Bowie by chance and briefly carry him in the air. One of the women sings instead of speaking, as she states that she happens to be looking better than the celebrity—who actually looks phenomenal as Ziggy Stardust—and, as this one politely skates away, the singing woman makes the act sound poetic. Soon after Bowie disappears, many ice-skaters in the crowd slip and fall. I wake up at 9am.

WAKING STATE

The alarm for doctor Maxwell's call for Stacey goes off. I turn it off and rub my wife's back when the doctor finally calls her. After the call, Stacey gets ready to go shopping and explains that Melody's school might ring while they are out. I go back to sleep around 9.30am.

PHASE STATE

Upon awakening, I move my arm slightly but subsequently lay inert in bed with a desire to enter the phase. I try the phantom-wiggling technique using my index finger. There is a sudden twitch of my digit and I'm not sure if it was real or phantom. I hear the sound of mild rain in my head and get the sensation that I'm rubbing my index fingers against my thumbs. I begin to increase the friction with my phantom digits, intensifying the realism, but I still feel like I'm lying in bed. I want to separate from the lying position but lack the courage to boldly move; nevertheless, phantom rubbing is maintained. Simultaneously, I imagine that I'm already standing, and pluck up the courage to rub my hands together. At this point, rubbing hands feels real but I'm somewhat horizontal in a dark void.

I continue with my vigorous phantom motion until I'm amazed to discover that I am now standing, blind, in what feels like my bedroom. I start dancing and spinning like a dervish around the space where I think there is a bed, all the while rubbing hands and eventually ending up in front of the bedroom door, which gradually manifests in front of me without my robe and clothes hanging in front of it as they do in reality. I feel tempted to go through it, but decide to look back at the bed and see if there is a body lying in it; as it happens, I only see a raised duvet, blue just like in the real world.

In that moment, I decide to levitate and begin to float over the bed in a reclining position, observing my bare torso, grey boxer shorts and legs. In the background, curtains are partially drawn, revealing the door to the balcony and a compelling exterior world. I glide right through the ostensibly solid barriers, observing as my legs and the rest of my hovering self pass through them like a ghost. I move past the balcony railing and come to hang several feet over the middle of our road. The panoramic view is dominated by a pale sky cropped by a familiar neighborhood and identical parking spaces with a few stationary vehicles below. I start hearing my smartphone ringing in my ear and think, 'It's ringing in the real world!' before my perspective suddenly switches to lying in bed again.

WAKING STATE

I continue to hear my phone ringing before I even open my eyes. At first I think it's my wife ringing to tell me that she's about to get a cab home, but I'm dismayed to find that it is only an unknown number. It's 11am and I record my sleep experiences.

Notes to self: Remember to separate from the body without hesitation no matter the outcome next time the phase state is achieved; celebrities are a recurring theme in the dream state and can potentially trigger lucidity.