An unexpected out of body experience
I know that if I follow a certain series of acts — what I call a formula — that I’ll have a decent chance of having one or more OBEs, so when I follow that formula over a period of time I expect to have them, or at least hope to. But what’s surprising to me are night’s like last night, when I’ve done nothing recently to prepare for an OBE and then one happens spontaneously. The feeling on these nights is, “What the heck, we’re going to do this now?”
That’s how they used to happen when I was young and didn’t know what was going on: every OBE was a surprise. I remember one time in college that my wife and I went to a party, had a little too much to drink, came home, probably went to bed right away, and then BAM — around 3am I was out of my body. I always assumed that either the drinking helped me to be really relaxed, or some part of recovering from having too much to drink had something to do with that.
Getting back to last night, I don’t know why an OBE started, other than to think that either a) it’s a carryover from my previous efforts, or b) I was extremely relaxed because I had no expectation that anything would happen. It’s like you practice, practice, practice, then give up and suddenly everything works because you just let go.