
In my last post I talked about some personal experiences that I had while in the normal waking state that possibly included paranormal consciousness at the same time. In this post I will speak of some personal experiences while in a wide awake state while meditating or projecting my awareness as opposed to the dream state or lucid dreaming. These would be a range of experiences on the astral/etheric planes while meditating or projecting consciously.
The ultimate purpose of these posts is to show that this path has been known and taught by various traditions for thousands of years. There is nothing new here, but not very many have traveled this path. It is known but not well traveled. It begins with crossing the Great Abyss which happened to me back in 1991. I’ve already written quite a bit about this, but the main point is there are a couple types of awareness beyond that of logic and reason. The first is archetypal awareness or intuitive awareness or self-evident awareness. At this level you simply know things and become aware of things through personal illuminations. An even higher level of consciousness is that of Unity consciousness or Cosmic Awareness where the individual merges and blends with all that is. Where all becomes One and I call that the level of the photon or light itself.
The point is that once you have crossed the Great Abyss nothing can really hurt you or your soul. You always have that place of safety where awareness can go where it cannot be harmed in any way even if the lower levels are destroyed. So once I crossed the Great Abyss and had permanently activated three or four astral bodies I did lots of stupid stuff just because I could get away with it.
Through projection I would astrally explore the egregores of various magickal and spiritual traditions with impunity. I could get through the defenses by being above the Abyss. I explored the egregore of the Golden Dawn and discovered that it granted the Golden Armor of God as individuals progressed through it. As I astrally explored I too was granted that golden armor. The Arum Solis granted a different type of armor that had scales like those of a dragon. The egregore of Crowley’s OTO was two rectangular columns side by side, one black and one white. These two columns extended from the lowest levels to the highest levels. There was no mixing them, no gray. I explored every egregore that I could think of.
Something interesting happened in that once I had gone through an egregore it marked my astral self permanently. Going through a second or third time did nothing at all. But later, after I had permanently activated another astral body I could take that astral body through the egregore and pick up new material from the lower level. Nothing from the higher levels.
I would check out various individuals as well, and every now and then someone would sense my probe and I would have a full blown magickal attack on my hands. I told you that I did stupid stuff! Most of the time there was no reaction to my probe.
A lady that owned a resort said that it was haunted and wanted me to get rid of the ghosts for her. I said that I would check it out. In checking out the resort I sensed there were two different Native American spirits that haunted the place and didn’t want to leave. I decided to absorb them into my own body. That night I had one of the most vivid and powerful dreams of my life of a ghostly barren landscape of rock and trees without leaves. I was kind of crouched behind a bare bush and the spirit of an Indian went walking past me without seeing me. One hand was shading his eyes and he was searching, searching for something. Searching for home I suppose. It was an eerie, creepy feeling that gave fear at the tailbone. Almost immediately after that another Indian mounted on a white horse rode by and he didn’t see me either. I still remember that ghostly landscape and those two Indians. The lady later reported that the ghosts had returned but were not causing problems like they had been before.
Another story, I was doing crisis counseling work for families and there was a boy that was having a lot of trouble. I decided to investigate astrally and discovered that there was an entity attached to the boy. Once more stupidly I decided to get rid of the thing by absorbing it. That night I learned the true story and it was quite unpleasant. The best friend of this boy that I was trying to help had committed suicide in the home of the boy I was trying to help. He was the one who had found his friend hanging in the bathroom. Anyone that deals with ghosts soon learns that they often have to relive to death experience of the ghost and that is what happened to me. It was an accidental death. The boy had been “playing the game” where one masturbates while being choked to enhance the orgasm and he had blacked out too soon. His ghost or spirit had attached itself to his friend and turned malignant. Of course I couldn’t share that with the family, but the ghost was gone.
When my mother died we all knew in advance that she was going to die and there was a death watch so she wouldn’t die alone. I went home and that morning I suddenly felt that something was wrong. I sat down and meditated or projected to my mother. She was afraid and I held her hand to reassure her as I called in some light beings to help. These light beings came and she went peacefully with them, unafraid. I told my wife that my mother had died and that she was all right. I got in the car and was two miles down the road when my cell phone went off. My mother had just died at the very time that I had been with her! It still makes me feel good to know that I was there for her when she needed me.