First Time Out of Body

After the first four of five years of sleep paralysis there became a regular occurrence. Though I have always felt a presence, one day it began to make itself obvious. I never saw anyone or anything but sometimes there was a presence that would be at the foot of my bed. Its hands would gently grab my dream body at the feet and ankles. It wasn’t frightening. To convey kindness it would play with and wiggle my toes. Every time it would pull my spirit up by my feet; many of the times to the extent where my legs were vertical to my head. It didn’t happen every episode but it happened often. This went on for a couple years. At the time, I didn’t understand that the physical eyes are like anchors to the physical world.

One day it finally occurred to me. The entity pulled me up and I closed my physical eyes. I entered another space. It was my first out of body.

Once I was pulled out of my body the entity carried me in a cradle style. It ran and then flew. At the destination I was floating in space. We were between a pale planet and its moon. I was close enough to the planet where it was taking up more than half of my visual field. There was a presence of at least half a dozen other entities. I couldn’t see any faces. It was as if they were being blurred. I didn’t know who they were but they felt like family. There was a handshake and then I was spoken to. It said, “It has been a very long time.” Out of confusion and the exhilaration of the experience I awoke.

Whatever or whoever it was, it wanted me to separate from my physical body. Once I started to leave my body on my own the pulling of my legs had stopped completely.