It’s one of the most unusual types of phenomena—leaving your body and flying off in a second body. These experiences typically happen spontaneously, are startling, and short-lived. They may occur once or twice, then never again. But some people learn to master the technique for entering OBEs and directing their adventures.
Others are naturals, such as Robert Monroe, founder of the Monroe Institute which explores the nature of consciousness, especially out-of-body experiences (OBEs). Monroe, who wrote Journeys Out of the Body, the seminal text on the subject, was concerned that he was going crazy in the 1950s when he started lifting from his body as he lay in bed trying to sleep. Eventually, he heard about yogis who traveled out of body, and decided not to fight it any longer. He was worried that he might die, but he committed himself to going with the experience. After that, he gained more confidence and soon was able to initiate the experience and even explore realms beyond the physical world.
One day in the spring of 2004, our daughter came home from high school and told us that one of her friends was going out of body all the time. We asked what she meant by all the time. “Like almost every night when she lies on her back.” Megan replied. “She lifts straight up and she can see herself lying on the bed below her.”
The teenage girl was frightened and disturbed by the repeated out-of-body experiences and so was her mother, who took her to a neurologist. She was given a CAT scan and to the relief of the girl and her family, there was no sign of a tumor or other brain disorder. She was told that her “imaginary” experiences were probably related to stress, and she was prescribed a drug to block any further OBEs. The neurologist thought the experience was related to the functioning of the girl’s brain, not her spirit.
However, science writer Michael Talbot in his book, Beyond the Quantum, offered another point of view when he described an out-of-body experience from his teen years. At first, he thought he was dreaming, but everything in his dream seemed real. Nothing was distorted and nothing about his appearance on the bed below him or the furnishings of his room had changed.
“I floated weightlessly out of my bedroom and into the living room, still marveling at the fact that all of the features of the house seemed identical to how I knew them in my waking state….Suddenly, as I swam like some airborne fish through the rooms, I found myself heading on a collision course with a large picture window. But before I had time to panic, I drifted through it, effortlessly, and looked back in astonishment to see that my passage had not affected it in the least.”
He continued drifting along looking, looking at the dewy grass below him, then suddenly he saw a book in the grass. He moved closer to it and saw that it was a collection of short stories by the nineteenth century author Guy de Maupassant. While he was aware of the author, he had no knowledge of the book or any particular interest in it. After that, he lost his awareness and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning on his way to school, a neighbor girl joined him and said she’d been walking in the woods near his house and said she thinks she might’ve lost a library book. She told him it was a collection of short stories by Guy de Maupassant and asked him if he’d seen it. “Stunned, I related to her my experience of the night before, and together we strolled to the spot where I had seen the book in my dream,” he wrote. “And there it was, nestled in the grass exactly as it had been when I had lazily floated over it.”
Talbot thought his OBE could have been a dream that, in a remarkable coincidence, mirrored a real-life incident—the lost book and its exact location. A second possibility was that information about the lost book had entered his consciousness even though he didn’t realize it. Talbot noted numerous studies that show the mind has a remarkable ability to pick up information without our consciousness awareness of it. In other words, Talbot might’ve seen the missing book in his peripheral vision without realizing it. However, he wrote that he had not walked in the area during the time the book was missing, nor had he talked to his neighbor between the times when she lost the book and they recovered it.
The other explanation was that a part of his consciousness left his body during his sleep and he’d actually seen the book. Talbot added that the explanation was the most likely of the three, based on the impact of his own experience as well as cases that he’d read about.
I’ve had one out-of-body experience, and it scared the daylights out of me. It was back in 1994, in the middle of the day. I was sitting at the kitchen table working on a puzzle alone, and I was letting my mind drift, as it was quiet in the house and I was alone. The ceiling fan / chandelier above the table was on, and for some reason I paused from the puzzle and stared at the lightbulb in the glass flower above me. When I shut my eyes, the image of the bulb burned inside my eyelids, glowing white against the blackness. I’d done this enough to know that if I concentrated on the light, I could mentally ‘fly’ into it, deeper into the blackness, then I would snap back and it would repeat.
During this moment, I oddly contemplated the size of the universe, and if there was anything beyond it (aka – what immensity lies beyond the universe). Then I felt myself rising from my body seated at the table; like I was drawn out from the top of my head, and I was about halfway up to the ceiling when a flash of panic seized me, and I snapped back into my body. I clutched the edge of the table, heart racing, out of breath. And that was it. It was an adrenaline rush like what you feel on a steep rollercoaster dip.
The only similar phenomenon occurred a few times around the same period. It was the classic scenario of lying in bed, drifting off to sleep, hovering on the border of consciousness when I suddenly felt like I was falling fast. I was lying on my back, and then plummeting through the floor, falling rapidly, like dropping backwards off a cliff. Like the previous OOBE, terror snapped me back into my body and I startled awake, clutching the mattress breathlessly. It was one of the most frightening experiences I ever had. I don’t know exactly what caused it to happen, but I don’t ever want to revisit that sensation.
Really great story, Dale! I can see why it scared you!
Dale, with your first experience, you had an opportunity to soar off and see what lies beyond the universe! But maybe you didn’t miss much. It’s probably under construction!
I’m sure the fringes of existence are fascinating to explore, but lifting away from your body while fully conscious is a frightening experience! I might have been calmer, passively curious if it had occurred in the middle of the night when I was asleep.
I totally agree, Dale!
I have had one OBE about fifteen years ago. I was really tired. Clock went off and I hit the snooze button and it happened . I don’t remember seeing my body at all but I was pulled up through it in a sensation that I can only describe as being pulled up through a jar of potted meat that was mostly pink but had some white and a few green bits. Next thing I know is I am flying across water (Burrard Straight) towards the skyline of North Vancouver. Then I see some big bare feet and I think I am at the base of some large Buddha. Next thing I know I am back in my bed. Later that day I am talking to my friend (who lives in North Vancouver about this. He asked me what the time was. I said about 6 am he said that’s strange as he was sitting in the lotus position meditating at the time and happened to think of me. When I talk to others about it they look at me like I’m crazy or say oh yeah I have those all the time.
Great story, Sharon! And I love the completely opposite responses people have!
From Douglas Benroth, who posted it on facebook:
Every night. When I sleep… Ancient Hawaaiians did not fear death… They called it b the long sleep. For v the dream team & spirit world are one in the same.. Why fear death? When we spend 1/3rd of our lives sleeping… Detaching from the body nightly..to venture out & back..to & fro until the final…letting go