I had someone (something) that was teaching me how to project my spiritual self from my physical body. I kept trying to seperate my spirit from my physical body and it was failing miserably.
Finally, on the third try, I just let my physical body fall as if it was just dead weight and I seperated from it. I was completely free of my physical body but yet I couldn't return to it. It was as if I'd been set free from this physical world. The problem was that I couldn't get back...and I remember panicking that I couldn't get back to my body and that I *had* to get back to it. It wasn't time for me to be seperated. I woke up, wide awake at 3:47am and was *still* feeling panicked. I've been up since and I'm afraid of falling back to sleep.
Either it was a manifestation of the extreme depression and self-destructive thoughts that I've been having lately...or I've finally learned a lesson that needed to be learned and the next set of lessons is starting to be taught to me.
I'd just like a clue as to which one it was.
Blessed Be and may Spirit watch over you all.
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