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I had my OBE, as planned! This is another new location, now making a total of 14 different locations I've had an OBE.

This OBE wasn't very exciting, but the actual events surrounding the OBE were very bizarre. A week ago, I was having a conversation with my subconscious. I was talking about how I was kind of depressed that I haven't had an OBE in a long time, and that I really wanted to have one. My subconscious made a deal with me - if I realized/learned something over the next week, then I would have an OBE on Wednesday morning.

Of course I was somewhat skeptical - I haven't learned to have an OBE at will yet, so I can't just do it when I want (although I do have some control). But the deal was made, so I went through the week. On Sunday, I made the realization. It had to deal with why I was upset with my mom, and is a little personal, so I'll leave it at that. My subconscious congratulated me on my realization, and told me that "he" would fulfill his end of the bargain on Wednesday.

Now, of course my obvious reaction is skepticism. I'm hearing voices in my head - I'm probably crazy. But, at the same time, I had already been amazed at my crazy voice's ability to help me have an OBE in a previous event. The voice helped me in the past, so while I was very skeptical last night, I was also pretty excited because there was a chance it could happen.

My subconscious said I had to put SOME effort into it, and not just pass out to Ren and Stimpy cartoons, like I normally do at night. I agreed. I tried to trance out, but didn't get very far, and passed out and started dreaming. It was a really bizarre dream. But during my dream, I woke up.

It was night time, and everything was dark. So I was freaking out a little bit, because it's just a little spooky when you're in a strange state of consciousness, and your room is dark and glowing. But I knew I was in the right state to have an OBE. I pulled my arms/hands into the air, and tried to look at them. Normally when I look at my hands, they look like they're made of glass, and I can tell where they are. This time I couldn't see anything... I just saw my ceiling fan (which was the direction my head was pointed in).

I tried to get out of body, but it was really hard. I slid to the left and right of my body, but kept getting sucked back in. Eventually I broke free for a little bit, and managed to get over to my window. My vision the entire time was really awkward, and it was really hard to tell what was going on. When I got over to the window, there was a mirror (there isn't a mirror in real life over there). I looked in the mirror, trying to see myself. I couldn't see myself. I could barely make out a faint outline of my head, but other than that, I didn't see anything.

I got snapped back into my body. I decided the reason I suck at moving was because my "astral" body was dirty, and needed to be cleaned up. So I took my hands, and started scrubbing my body with them. I started at my head, and moved down. When I got to my upper-back, I got distracted from my goal of cleaning my body. Now I was curious if I could feel anything attatched to my body, like the infamous silver cord.

So I felt the rest of my body, looking to see if my body parts were there, and looking to see if I could feel anything foreign. My ears were there, and really well defined. My ... family jewels were there. Phew! . When I reached around my abdomen region, I noticed that I had a belt around me.

This belt reminded me of a thick seatbelt. It went across my waist, and the angle of the belt made it seem like it was going around my entire bed. I'm not sure if I hallucinated that or not - perhaps it was my mind's attempt to explain why I felt so stuck in my body. After that, I grabbed my legs. I decided to have some fun, so I twisted my legs in impossible positions, like silly putty.

I twisted them in loops, and let go and they would spring back to normal shape. I thought that was pretty cool, and it gave me an idea. Since I could distort my body, maybe I could reach my hand up, and make it longer. That way I could reach my ceiling fan, grab it, and pull myself up.

Sounded like an OK idea... so I started to reach for my fan with my right hand. I used my left hand to push my right hand closer to the fan. My vision was really crappy at this point, so I couldn't tell if I was accomplishing anything. During this time period, I "clicked", and suddenly saw/felt hands grabbing my wrists and legs, pulling me through the air. I knew it must be the same guys from before, who grabbed those same locations to pull me out.

But then I "clicked" back to my body, where I was trying to reach the fan. I decided to wake up, since I had accomplished my goal, and was pretty amazed that my OBE happened on schedule. During my wake up, I made a specific effort to stay conscious the entire time.

Now, I agree that a lot of this stuff sounds crazy. I also agree that things happen that don't make any sense - which definitly supports the idea of it being a hallucination. But even then... I can go from an out of body state, and transition into my normal waking state, and be conscious during the entire transition. In this OBE, I was staring at my ceiling fan. I decided to "wake up", and my vision stayed locked on the ceiling fan. My body started to wake up, and the only period of time where I wasn't looking at the ceiling fan was the 0.5 second it took for me to open my eyes once I became aware of looking through them. My consious mind was ... CONSCIOUS. The entire time. I was in a very aware state of mind, where I was making logical and deliberate decisions, and stayed (mostly) calm.

Like I said before - this OBE wasn't really important about what I experienced inside of it. The important part was that my subconscious followed through with it's deal. This is another little piece of the puzzle.

~Sean