I realized I had the ability to host Spirits in my body while I was going through the rough times of becoming Awake, on this I will write a post one day. While in Spiritual School many different Spirits would visit me at nights and teach me. Spiritual School as I call it was really an initiation. Although I was on my own going through my experiences which was rough, I was NOT alone. I went through a time when I was taught Astral Projection, this happened every night to me unwillingly. At first it was very frightening, because I did not know what it was. I had never heard of Astral projection. Astral Projection, was scary, very scary. There are many books out there with the authors instructing you on how to leave your physical body and go on a Spirit Adventure throughout the realms, and they make it seem like so much fun. Perhaps they themselves have experienced it or have studied it and decided hat they should write about it. I Obara Meji have experienced it, and I have yet to find the fun in it, I will admit that I have learned a lot from it and have met some very interesting characters, but going through it, leaving your physical body was very scary. When you are transported to the Realms and you see and experience life in another world, it IS exciting for lack of a better word, but leaving your body and being aware that you are leaving is not a fun feeling, at least not for me. The first time, I recall this happening to me, It may not have been the first time it happened, I am not too sure, but the experience that I know for sure was an Astral Projection Experience, was one night when I asked the Nanny to sleep me in my room with me.
By this time my visitors from the Realm of Spirits were coming every night to teach me while introducing themselves to me and me getting to know them and others. It had become a bit overwhelming for me, because while everyone slept and the house was quiet, there I would lay in my bed and wait for them to come, my heart racing with fear and anticipation. I knew the minute I closed my eyes (which I tried my best to keep open), sleep would come quickly and they would appear to me one by one, or in groups. On this particular night the Nanny slept with me in my room, reluctantly I must add. She knew what I was going through, she was a wise old woman but with secrets of her own, which I was about to find out this night!
We went to sleep around eleven o’clock, the children in their rooms and my sister who lived with me at the time was in her room, she had just given birth about a month prior. I woke up about two o’clock, that was the time recorded on the DVD, as I floated toward it to look. Yes, I said floated. The door to my bedroom was closed when I went to sleep, but now as I floated around in my room, my bedroom door was wide open, and I looked on surprised a little, because somewhere within me knew that it should have been closed. I looked on the bed and saw myself and the Nanny sleeping and I was curious and tilted my head as I as I looked on. What was remarkable to me is, even though I was aware that I was not in my body, I was not afraid. I was just curious as to how I was able to do this. I floated into the hall way and I saw my sister, she floated to meet me, comical now as I look back, while we looked at each other it seemed as if she was oblivious to me, as she seemed to look through me instead. It seemed as if smoke and a slight wind was beneath our feet, theatrical at its best, and I turned around and looked at the Nanny sleeping. Then I heard her thoughts while she slept. While she slept, I heard all her thoughts, the ones she had possibly been thinking earlier in the day or perhaps what was forever in her mind, I am not sure, but from her sleeping state I heard her complain about my sister. She complained that my sister, did nothing in the house, she was lazy and she really did not like her. She complained that if my sister continued to live at the house she would leave as she thought the girl was just spoiled and selfish. In that hall way as I floated, I turned to look at my sister who floated away down the hall to her room. There was a loud WHOOSH, which I heard loudly in my ear, and I was back in my body as I jumped up from my sleep.
I woke up to a very calm body, no trembling, or heart palpitating, but with my mind racing with so many thoughts. I was surprised to see that I was not frightened but rather intrigued at my experience. I looked over at the Nanny who was fast asleep, covered from head to toe with her conforter, and thought to myself, that was not how she was covered a moment ago. I sat there for a while staring at the closed door in my darkened room, with only the moon light shinning through, my thoughts all over the place. Who do I share this experience with, who do I tell? My family had already began to believe that I was going nuts, due to my awakening, and I did not blame them,…. think about it, who goes from seeming normal in the eyes of all, to not being able to speak the English language, a language they had spoken all their lives, for one year?, On this topic I may write one day, if I get up the courage to do so. I knew I wasn’t crazy, after all a lunatic is never aware of his illness, and I was aware of everything. Becoming Awake is Jarring to say the least, nuff (many) crazy people in the mad house are there because they ARE AWAKE, but the world cannot handle their vibration and vice versa, The Psychiatrist who put them there carries a different frequency and therefore cannot understand them. I decided that night to prove that what had happened to me that night was a real experience, and the Nanny was to be my proof. In the Morning when we woke up, she had gotten up before me to send the children off to school, and make breakfast for us all. During these times of my Awakening, I could not eat regular food, my diet was Jamaican calaloo, green spinach and liver was boiled and the water given to me to drink, gross, but true. I was weak and there were times when I needed help to even walk to the bathroom and back to bed. The Nanny realized that I needed plenty Iron and this is what she came up with. She knew what was happening to me, and she quietly stood by me and helped although she did not say much about it.
She brought me my breakfast that morning and I struggled with the courage to confront her with what I found out about how she felt, but courage ran away from me for most of the day and I prayed for it to come back. She was so good to me and she was not a confrontational person, she was old, and quite secretive, but she loved me and my children and I did not want put her in a spot where she had to defend herself on her own thoughts which I invaded, albeit not because I wanted to. Later that evening when the children had come from school, courage peeped in with them, probably to see if the coast was clear, but there I laid waiting for him to show and I seized the moment and dragged him before me as I called the Nanny to my room, she came. I asked her to close the door and sit down which she did, and I proceeded to tell her that I had a dream and in the dream she told me all the things I had heard her say during my Astral Projection experience, I did not explain all this Astral stuff to her, I don’t think she would have understood it anyway.I went on to ask her if this was really how she felt about my sister and to my surprise, she said yes!..She explained that she had been working for me for a long time and she had yet to see my sister lift a straw in the house, she felt as if they (my family) were using me and she had noticed while being in my service that were not very nice to me and she was not pleased about that, but she felt it was not her right or her place to complain to me. I assured her that there was nothing she could not talk to me about and urged her not to keep her feelings from me in the future.
I had received my confirmation, and that night although I was afraid a bit, I looked forward to my next trip, yes I looked forward, though it was no fun, I knew that I had no choice, I was indeed in School and I had to go through this. This time I was alone, the nanny went to bed early, I suspect because she did not want to sleep in my room again. They came for me around twelve that night and that was when I met Peanut, read the post Walking on the left. For almost two years every night I would Astral Project. I experienced and saw many things, and so when I am asked how do I know so much, I have been here and beyond. Many people practice Astral Projection on their own, and although it is quite an experience, I have never done it on my own. I do however know how to do it and can even teach you, but it is not everyone who can handle what they will see, hear or experience when they travel the Astral Realms. I believe it is irresponsible for others to teach another how to do this without cautioning them first. Make no doubt, caution and care must be taken whenever you decide to venture into anything foreign or unknown.You can Die while Astral traveling. Yes, you can! Not everything is for everyone and we must know our limits, and this is why I believe that as we venture into the world of Occult, baby steps we must take. Rome was not built in one day. There is possibility of being alone as you astral travel and someone invading your space and attack your physical body, while your spirit roam the Realms, that is just one possibility.
Now this is not to frighten you, but It would be remiss of me if I did not tell you theses things. By the time my Spiritual teachers had come in to take me on my journeys through the Astral Realms, they had prepared me for the journey. They took me out, which meant that They watched over my body which slept while my spirit went out. Chances are that many of you have experienced this unknowingly. Who has ever had an experience of sleeping but when you are ready to wake up you cannot?, Your eyes are closed and you are aware of your surroundings but you cannot wake up! Often times you panic, pray in your mind call on, Jesus, or Mohammed, Buddha or Ogun, Osun, Shiva, Vishnu or whomever, but you feel as if you are going to die, although you can hear the going on’s around you?..When this happens your spirit has arrived to you but is unable to fully connect with the body, and your panicking does not make it any easier. It is a scary experience, so no one cannot fault you for panicking, but if you know that your spirit will get in if you just relax, hard as it is, speaking from experience, you will know what to do the next time this occur. That is an Astral Projection Experience, albeit you may not remember where you went, because while we visit the Realms it is not everything we are allowed to remember while living here in this Earth Realm, we cannot bring forth some of what we saw there.
On your Spiritual Journey, you will experience Astral traveling if only but once, when it happens, remember to write it down and share your experience with me. If you believe you want to travel on your own one day, tell me, and I will help you to prepare for it. I thought about making a separate post instructing you on the journey and how to do it, but I do not believe it is a responsible thing to do. You may see it on the internet or read it books, but know that the instructions are never complete.
Tí ẹja bá sùn, ẹja á fi ẹja jẹ. /
A fish that sleeps will get eaten up by another fish….Yoruba Proverb!
[Complacency can be risky]
Obara Meji is a spiritualist, Ifa-Orisa practitioner, and teacher of metaphysics. Since 2011 she has used her online platform to share her personal experiences to those seeking answers about spirituality. Her teachings will expand into short stories, novels, and public speaking to continue her mission of bringing enlightenment to the world.