Treasure Island

Heather Burns


Astral Projection


Find a space a quiet place
lay life's troubles down

Body asleep mind awake
a journey ones about to take

Floating down walking away
leaving the solid body lay

Taking on the inner lite
necessary for the flight

Tis the same as when asleep
we project breathing deep

now our energy holds secure
so the trip we can endure

Silver cord remains in place
we can travel time and space

Going where we want to be
energized relaxed and free

Concentration is the key
so many things we can see.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 06, 2013

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an astral journey- -an out of body experience

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  • Mike Barrett (11/28/2013 3:06:00 PM)

    Hi Heather, you've captured this quite truth nicely. I began having these experiences as a child, and not only me, but a few of my siblings also. It's neat when one's higher self can itself in a ceiling corner and look down on the physical body there on the bed. As one continues to explore, not only movement within the physical universe is possible, but one also begins to develop a knowingness that we are multi-dimensional beings concurrently existing in several other universes. The physical body is a mechanism/transformer Soul uses to express Itself in the physical universe; likewise the astral body a mechanism/transformer to express Itself in the astral dimension. And there are other bodies beyond the astral. Here in the physical we think nothing of channel on a tv....by doing this all we do is tune into another electromagnetic band vibrating at a frequency different from the one we left or even another we may want to look at. As we humans can do this, so also can Soul learn to switch Its attention from the physical, to the astral, to etc., etc., etc.. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (11/21/2013 11:45:00 PM)

    A metaphysical experience! Mind and body coming together in perfect relaxation is a time of deep perceptions and etherial experiences! Enjoyed! ! (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (11/9/2013 6:27:00 AM)

    Dreaming is the best part of sleeping when the mind wanders on its travels. (Report) Reply

  • Dave Walker (11/8/2013 7:37:00 PM)

    A great poem, I love reading poems like this. I have been interested in astral projection for many years. (Report) Reply

  • Marie Shine (11/6/2013 2:19:00 PM)

    Concentration is the key
    so many things we can see.
    These two lines bring the whole poem together for me, Heather. You have captured the very essence of what an OBE is, very poetically in this nicely crafted write. For me, it would be more relaxation is the key, but I guess it's different for everybody! I really enjoyed reading and I, thank you for sharing. Blessings always... (Report) Reply

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