I was asleep when I had an experience which made me wonder and ask whether I was in the astral or the physical dimension.
Prior to this I’ve been practising “reality checks” to help me become lucid in the astral. It’s something I learned to do from the work of Belsebuub on out of body experiences and dreams, and it worked on this occasion.
I was spending the night at my parents’ place, sleeping comfortably in my bed but my dream sequences made me feel scattered and all over the place. Nothing seemed to make sense — I found myself asking ‘what was happening and why was I there?‘
In one particular dream, I was standing outside on the rear porch looking in the distance at the mountains, like I used to when growing up. This felt normal and natural but in an instant I felt an urge to ask ‘am I in the Astral or the Physical?‘
As I asked this, I felt like a light switch had turned on and I knew that I was in the astral plane and that meant that I could fly. Knowing this, led me to have a lucid astral experience.
As I asked to be taken somewhere, I recall gliding horizontally along the porch surface and down the ramp towards the driveway. The interesting thing about this gliding sensation was that the buttons on my top were hanging and scrapping along the concrete path because I was facing downward. The scraping sound from the buttons was so loud that it felt deafening.
At this point I knew that I needed to fly/float higher to prevent this from continuing.
As I continued slowly up the driveway I observed the vivid brick colours to the left of me and the shiny metal fence on the right. Even the cracks in the concrete driveway seemed so defined, compared to how they appear in the physical.
I kept floating towards the solid gate across the driveway. I noticed it was closed. This didn’t concern me, I just went through the gate like I was going through an open door. As I passed through the gate I headed towards the letterbox. I could see the neighbouring houses and street trees as I got nearer to it.
Once at the letterbox I turned left to head along the street, still floating or hovering about a foot above the footpath. Soon after I made that left turn I came to a sudden stop.
I saw a dog wandering around the lawn just ahead of me. This dog looked like a Beagle and had no owner nearby but was sniffing the lawn. What caught me by surprise is that this dog was at my eye level but did not seem to notice me, yet it was only a couple of feet away from me!
I remember thinking how strange this was, as I and everything around me felt lucid and clear, apart from the dog being in a haze or in its own world.
Soon after, I came back into my body and woke from this lucid astral experience.