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I Almost Astral Projected

by Melanie Ransom

By Melanie RansomPublished 4 years ago Updated 4 years ago 4 min read
I Almost Astral Projected
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The first time I ever heard about astral projection was from a guy I dated over a decade ago. He told me about how a greenish blue man guided him through the astral realm. I don't remember many specifics of his experience, but I do distinctly remember thinking he was nuts.

Fast forward to 2019. A series of spiritual revelations had lad me to the belief that the unseen realm is far more real than our material world. I decided I wanted to try to astral project. I felt that it was something I could achieve because I had always been a vivid dreamer, and have been lucid dreaming since I was about 7 years old. But it proved far more difficult than I had imagined. I did start to dream more after a significantly prolonged dream drought-and I began to wonder if I was astral projecting in my dreams because many of them felt so very real. I kept reading about people astral projecting spontaneously, without trying. Time and time again, they said, if you've done it you will know for sure. After trying for months to raise my vibration, practice meditation, and listening to astral projection inducing sound frequencies, I still had not experienced it for myself. I finally just decided that all the effort I was putting in would be put to better use in some other way. I had not given up entirely; I just decided that if I am meant to do it, it will happen when I'm ready.

After my experience two nights ago, I now know with certainty that astral projection is definitely something that cannot be mistaken for dreaming. Let me tell you what happened.

I was dreaming that I was in an art class and I was painting under the instruction of a professor. The professor was walking around the room, as teachers will sometimes do, to monitor the work of his students. He came to me and discretely whispered something into my ear. It was not quite a whisper, it was more like a telepathic message. Whatever was communicated was in a language that was inaudible and could not be comprehended in the third dimension. I could not translate to you what was communicated, but within the dream I understood perfectly. It was some sort of secret, a key of some kind. The answer to a riddle. As soon as the message was conveyed, the dream went black.

I suddenly became very aware. I was in my bed. My body was numb. There were some tingles and prickliness like when your foot falls asleep. I began to vibrate, and then I felt my consciousness (or, soul) moving away and trying to pull itself out of my physical body. The further my soul pulled away, the more intense the vibration became. But it was very difficult for my consciousness to separate from my physical body. The farther it got the more my body tried to pull it back in, like 2 very strong magnets...or like a rubber band being stretched until it cannot stretch any more. My soul would stretch, stretch, stretch to reach beyond, trying to make it past the magnetic pull of my physical body, and then it would get snapped right back in! This happened about 5 times, each time with more intensity. The last time it happened, I became aware that my window of opportunity was closing. I was almost out of the energy needed to separate my soul from my body. The last time I felt my soul begin to rise, I became very aware of everything in my bedroom. The location of each item, the layout and arrangement of everything. Although I could not yet see my room, a light began to form and I knew I was so close. It was getting brighter, and I had very nearly had escaped the gravity of my body, and then I suddenly snapped back into it. I laid there, still aware, noticing how my body was so much more at ease with its soul inside. I thought maybe my soul could try once more. My body was still very asleep, very numb at this point. It did not want to wake up. My window of opportunity had passed, and I laid there aware for what seemed like a long time until my body was receptive to awakening.

Once my senses returned, I realized I had been listening to a guided astral projection meditation on my phone. It was part of a playlist of sleep meditations I play every night. I had been listening to it, but not hearing it. I did not know it was playing until my physical senses returned.

I had been trying to achieve astral projection for many months without success. I don't think that was time wasted, I was perhaps preparing my body for it. I knew when it was happening it was important to not be afraid and to believe that I was protected. I tried not to analyze or "try" while it was occurring, but to be an observer and allow my soul to lead. I didn't quite make it out all the way, but I learned from this experience that the soul knows when it's ready. I believe there will be a next time. But now, I am going to remove the roadblock of my own mind and let the soul lead. It will take me to unimaginable places.

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About the Creator

Melanie Ransom

An ordinary working mom trying to capture my thoughts before they fly away.

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