I saw the ocean and cliff rocks of Pacific Coast Highway and experienced further joy at the realness of the scene. How wondrous and free I felt! I couldn’t wait to tell somebody. As I continued down this highway I wondered briefly if any physical folk would be able to see me and I saw several passersby. One or two seemed to look directly at me inquiringly, as if a part of their mind were receptive should I want to engage conversation. They were walking on pavement I noticed and thought these might be physical sensitives who saw me, but I could not tell whether they were out of body,  or in physical. Here I felt taken care of by life itself as mental telepathy flew back and forth between this passerby and myself. I had thrown unconscious thought to them on the wind. “I am out of my body for the first time and knowing it!” I had been thinking and feeling this. This other unit had seemed to ask if I needed help or orientation and I knew I was going to be just fine. I told the other to pretend they did not see me as I had no explanation to deliver. I remembered feeling so good, and thanked the being for their concern, asking this one to  acquiesce to my desire to be a solo explorer savoring the experience. I simply wanted to luxuriate in the feeling of this accomplishment. Turn your attention away from me also then, thought back the other entity.
   I pondered on my brother’s address having no house number. I knew I could find him by just thinking about him, which in itself was a revelation. My movement had slowed considerably with the action of reassessing my destination and I wondered what my brother’s reaction would be to discover my apparition in his room. Perhaps he would think his sister clever? I knew I would have to manufacture an image of myself in his mind by remembering my form if I wanted to be seen. I knew then that “I” was thought, and that thought had movement. Having “I am” consciousness as a thought was at the same time both natural and wondrous, but I was still, shall we say, in high spirits, as a frisky colt which needed some taming.
   DP told me my brother was not ready to receive me, he therefore bridled the colt. I had not become aware of DP acting as higher self, or guide at this point, so I considered I was intuiting information here on my own, only realizing later this experience was far too strange and new not to have guidance here above and beyond what is intuition. Brother might think I had died, said the trainer to the colt. I didn’t want to chance a misunderstanding DP continued and in view of the fact that we had not spoken for years, he would misinterpret my visit most likely.  I could almost see a fearful look on brother’s face. Always choose the loving gesture DP said, over the practical joke. It was interesting to note I could employ this logic while zipping along lucidly as an orb on the highway. I also noted I did not really miss having arms and legs, although I had worried I might.
   To be able to think and make decisions, to change my mind while being this orb was interesting, and none of this was the same as the dream state, as this conscious projection was more real than dreamstate in that I was aware I was in two physical locations and able to monitor both.
   With not much disappointment to deal with at the change in plans, I thought to return to the body but first I wanted to try something. It was lovely to feel weightless as this orb thing.  I looked like a ball, why not act like one? I wondered if I would hurt myself if I  rolled down the cliff rocks? Well, I’d just have to find out! I gently bobbed off the jagged rocks, testing out the sensations of being this round, weightless thing.  Each movement produced a pleasant sensation of rolling and bouncing just as I’d hoped.  I compared being an orb to being a body with bone structure. I had no bones to break so not to worry!
  I could hear the ocean tides and seagulls. I was really there, but the vibrations on the ear drum were of a softer nature, as this was not my physical ear which was receiving the sounds.  As usual, the ocean gave me a peaceful feeling and had the call of eternity within it. I was aware of cars on the highway and of life on the move. I had vision in back, in front and from all angles, but decided this was too weird and disconcerting so quickly moved my focus to the front of my orb, as if I still had eyes which peered frontwise. I traveled about the height of my body as this orb above the ground, not in a straight line movement as I had at first but as in lilting fashion when I had slowed to view the beach and make a decision. The feeling of gliding on film had only been an initial sense. I was here with the surf and tide, and that was all that mattered.
   After playing around I immediately came back to the body in swifter effect than when exiting, entering through the same little space between the eyes. I  sat for a moment a little shocked that I had succeeded beyond all expectation. How had I succeeded after trying for so long? I concluded perhaps it was the relaxation technique, or the clock watching. I would not let myself get overly-determined and run past the 20 minutes. I had kept a clock nearby and would pop open an eye to glance at it now and again. I had not lost consciousness in the least, on the contrary I had gained consciousness through the experiment.
   I was glad that I had listened to DP’s greater wisdom about popping up in my brother’s room. This was too serious to be joking around about it, yet I knew that I had used the idea of having fun with it as part of the intention. Something told me if I were to experience this freedom from the body I would have to establish higher motives than just proving I could do it. It wasn’t acting in a loving way if I would have showed up without warning that way.
  I didn’t know I was so playful that I would impulsively roll down a cliff. The playfulness told me something about my spirit, and about all those who wish to know of their freedom from body constraints. I would want to keep in touch with this playful aspect as life was not as serious as I had been making it to be. Then I went into my life and forgot that I was also this orb, and that I was in truth, a successful ober.
   Later I concluded this was a mental body projection and not astral traveling, as becoming an orb was to leave the astral body, a duplicate form of the physical body. The astral body I was taught is the emotional body or if you wish, the desire body. I was dropping the desire to have a destination per the guidance of DP’s higher wisdom. I was learning how to make a decision from a point not directly within the neurons of my brain signals but slightly ajar and extended into what we consider another space or location. Yet, it was both mental and emotional, so I couldn’t define this experience according to books I had read.  We can make the inference that space/time as we see it, is but a limited concept we move within. Therefore what ACIM study was to teach me soon about space/time being an allusion would be supported by this experience.  I had glided forth as if on a roll of film, like pure mind energy. This would remind me later of what author Bill Cozzolino had said in The Path. He had said we were all in a movie here.
  I was to think about this orb identity for quite some time. An orb has no obvious sensory organs yet I had vision, sensed movement, heard with inner awareness and I felt the bouncing on the rocks.  Belief systems and personality seemed absent for the moment.  Basically, there was a predominate sense of freedom and eternity to play within. If I wanted to bounce around, there was nobody here to say no, or to instruct me on the proper bouncing procedure. It was called freedom of expression. There was nothing out here but a big friendly smile. This was my home. This is what my orb identity discovered.

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George didn't you say you saw an old childhood spirit child once while you were a crossing guard?
thank you for you response George.

Yes Alysia,but that was before I met my childhood friend.Love George

thanks Spooky for your response. I feel it could work, but that it may work also to notice chakra movement energy..I have heard some others will exit through the throat, top of the head, heart, back of the head, etc. mine was the forehead area, and I do believe this was important for me to notice lending even more of a sense of projection into another locale. more of the realness scene was to notice the rocks...my favorite kind of beach has no cliff rocks, just sand, I looked at the rocks and thought..hmmm. rocks it is then! these inner senses related to sound and sight etc still are important to get a sense of reality, although we are really in new territory here to try to talk about it..never give up Spooky, thats my best to you to give, persistence pays off..just when I was going to give up, at least for that day! love, alysia