I know I have not updated in awhile. Unfortunately, I have allowed myself to become busy with the ongoings of daily physical life.
I have had several lucid dreams since my last post but not so many astral projections. I found the lucid dreams I was in to be pleasurable and just have not had the desire to leave the body. However, today in my lucid dream I very much wanted to separate and I did.
In my lucid dream I was walking around in a shopping center of some kind. While the specific details often slip my mind, I do recall what triggered me to realize I was dreaming. I was walking to an entrance when suddenly instead of approaching the entrance I was back again where I started. I looked around in my dream, saw the same people and things I had seen moments earlier as if experiencing deja vu inside a dream. Then it had occurred to me that I was in fact, dreaming. It was like a broken DVD and realizing that life images do not cycle in this way, triggered my awareness. In my dream I was walking with a man and woman and as soon as I had the awareness and lucidity I looked to them, told them I was dreaming and I wanted to project now. I said "see ya later" raised my arms and flew up. Somehow this action has become pattern for me to "end the dream".
Once the dream ended I retained the same awareness but I knew for a fact that I was laying in my bed, feeling so awake. Then I could see the room because I had partially separated from my body. I focused in on my arms and lifted my astral arms away from the arms of my body. My astral arms were blue, very much like Krishna and the tips of my fingers, the nails, are purple. I am already aware of my blue and violet coloring while in the astral but I don't always retain human form while projecting. Anyway, back to the projection experience. The body is sleeping in the bed and I am - my awareness and astral self is sitting up in bed partially sharing the same space with the body. My husband is sleeping beside me and I began to touch him with my blue hands. I also recall looking at myself sleep. My pink or white skin seemed so foreign at the time, so far away from who I really am. I did not leave my room in this projection. There was a small energy being in my room with me. I do not know its origin. It appeared to be a white ball with a tail. (kind of like a tadpole) and it was about the size of a mouse. I think it is an astral creature of some kind although I do not know what it is exactly. I just remember observing it as it traveled into my room, passed by and left, through the wall. At some point my memory abruptly ends. I do not recall re-entering my body or going anywhere else. It just ended.
