Thirty years ago my first out-of-body experience triggered a pivotal change in myself and my outlook on life. Subsequent out-of-body experiences across later years were eye opening and educational, and each were change inducing, but most of them were not as impactful as that first experience. However, there have been about half a dozen out-of-body excursions that have surpassed the others in their life changing effects. The following account is one of those.
It was about 2009? (I have misplaced the date) and what has been termed the War on Terror was well underway, as it still is at the time of this writing in November 2014.
For many years I had marginally entertained two ideas of things that I would like to see and know for myself. These two ideas are as follows:
1. To see and know the best and worst of humanity; the most extreme good and the most extreme evil as it exists on this planet.
2. To examine the world’s conflict zones, to examine the battle fields and battlelines.
Over several years these lightly held ideas grew in weight and I started to wonder if I had the ability to accomplish them. Would I be able to comprehend the subject matter? Am I sufficiently conditioned in mind and heart? How would I manage myself afterwards if I had such knowledge? I suspected that I would barely manage it, for that has been my general pattern with each expansion. And in some instances I did not manage it well at all.
I expected such a revelation would be difficult to comprehend and manage, for I had been bruised, torn, stretched and changed before by what I had seen and learnt while out of body. But my yearning for truth, whatever truth may be, has always been strong. So steadily, over half a year or so, I prepared myself for accepting whatever I might find.
I acknowledged and set aside all preconceived ideas. I cleared my mind by reminding myself that I value truth above all else, whatever truth might be. I strengthened my soul by reminding myself that I have freewill and as such I am responsible and accountable for myself, and am here to learn and acquire knowledge. I reminded myself of the freewill burden that everyone carries and to be understanding of that. I reminded myself that there is nothing the freewilled soul cannot overcome or deal with. I reminded myself that my heart, love and forgiveness, is most significant in approaching such matters.
I prayed for the qualities of mind and heart to be able to handle seeing and knowing the furthest extremes of human good and evil, and to see the current greatest contrasts, rifts and conflicts within the human race.
I thought about what I had previously experienced; the earlier years and latter years, life’s trials, internal battles, successes and failings and what I had learnt from them, and some of the painful realisations that I had been through so far. I knew what I was aiming at would be something difficult and dangerous to do, but based on what I had previously been through I dared to think that I might be able to do it.
I had no idea how to do it, what would be involved or how it might be possible to do, and I had no idea what I might see or learn, but I was prepared to face it. And so I relaxed and left the rest to my oversoul.
Some months went by. I did not count them or think about the matter any more, for the details were not in my hands. I simply made myself available and ready, and requested the opportunity be granted, if it be possible and acceptable, and if I be worthy and able.
Then one night without notice, the occasion arrived.