My OBE Recollections
by
Kenneth John
Parsons
Freud
would
probably have categorised me as stark
raving
bonkers for what I am
now going to tell you,
...and
I
don't tell many folk, except some
people in this
subject,
psychics
etc;
When I was a child I used to have
absolutely loads of out-of-body
experiences.
An out-of-body
experience (OBE
or sometimes OOBE), is an experience that
typically
involves a sensation of
floating outside of one's body and, in some
cases,
perceiving one's physical body from a place outside one's body (autoscopy).
Mainstream science tells us that
this is an impossibility, (our physics book
say
'no'),
it's all in our
imaginations,
but it is more than
likely that most of
us have/or
have had, these
OBE's to
a greater
or
lesser extent; it's
just that
most people
have been
socially
conditioned
to either
forget/dismiss such 'silly'
experiences. You
see, the
human brain can be psychologically
programmed
or
tricked into disguising
these
recollections into
the form of dream-like
memories, making it simply
impossible for many people to recognize or
accept
this
phenomenon when it
happens to them...with the
experiencer
simply left with sensations of having
had a dream of where
they could
fly
unassisted,
moving at
superhuman
speed, or simply floating in
mid-air.
We may all
automatically
undergo regular OBE's
for our health's sake, because these states
of temporary
seperation of spirit
and flesh probably act
as a kind of
release mechanism for the physical body,
as important as sleep
itself.
I
chose/choose
not to
forget or be brainwashed into being
'sensible' and
'scientific',
(which certainly
led/leads to
a
greater clarity and focus about
each
OBE),
and rather, I prefer to embrace and enjoy the
experience, when I am
lucky enough
to have them any more that is, as they seem to
lessen when we age.
For
me back
then, in my early years, I had somehow
conditioned
myself to
see nighttime,
not as
period just to go to bed and
sleep,
but rather, to
use the sleep
state for
many OBE
adventures;
indeed, when the truth
be told, this
is the
only
time when we are absolutely
'free'.
Yes,
I would drop-off into deep slumber
after a
while, but an
hour or two
further
down the line I would feel myself rise out of
the bed,
look back at myself tucked
up and sleeping, and
then 'fly'
through the
closed window and
play
with large, coloured
orbs which were waiting
outside for
me.
I knew
instinctively
that the orbs out
there were other
children,
whose
main bodies were
also
sleeping, but
how
they
continued to
play
in their OBE
states....
Even
more
bizarrly, our play
consisted
of
merging and
creating a
strange,
heavenly choral
music...
Believe me I
enjoyed
this
music so much...I looked
forward
to hearing it, and I
haven't experienced anything
quite
like it
since; although
I have since
become an ambient musician and attempted to recreate some of
these ethereal sounds as best as I can...coming pretty
close sometimes as
well.
Once, I even slipped
through the
closed door
of my
parents
bedroom,
and saw their
orbs
resting at the
foot of their
bed as
they
slept...then, as
per
usual, I was off out with
the
others.
Although I could
only
see
people
as orbs when in an OBE
state,
I now realise that I was
also
an orb. The bottom line
is that we are all
pure energy in
differing levels of
atomic/molecuar vibration.
My
guess
is that
when we pass over we survive as spirit or astral
energy
forms...in other words, Orbs. This makes
perfectly good sense to me; why
would spirits have
any need for arms, legs and
bodies
anyway?
What then, are we to
make of
folk
who have
experienced an NDE, or Near Death
Experience, and
have met
departed reletives or
friends during their journey
to the other side, and
survived to tell the tale?
How, if we all become orbs after we die, as I
suspect, did
they witness human figures,
which appeared
exactly as
they
remembered these people whilst they were alive
on
the earthly
plane?
One
avenue of thought is that perhaps they were seeing visions
or
astral
presentations of
how we might
expect
a
spirit person to
appear...projected mainly for
purposes of reassurance and
comfort.
I would love to hear
from
any readers
about their
thoughts on this topic, and from anyone who may also
remember having, (or perhaps still
have), such experiences.
Kenneth John
Parsons
