I am glad to be able to present to you my new book on lucid dreaming and astral projection. This project arose through my workshops on astral projection, but also at the wish of my friends and students to frame all my research and practical instruction within one book. To my great joy, I finally made it happen.
Interesting things happen when you observe the darkness, in the same way as when we stares in the mirror, the essence is to look with the peripheral view and let everything be covered by a dim cobweb, which is a purely physiological effect.
In the life of the Neophyte, there is a special place in the exploration of visions, but he must not equate it with the experience of the astral projection or the projection of the body of light.
All our trouble is that with the occult arts, we try bypassing something that is an entirely open channel in itself. It has taken so much time during which we have been really unable to say what is going on in our brains during quite ordinary things; apart from being able to perceive certain reactions, we are unable to answer how and why processes occur within the mind, and how certain information is processed and stored.
Both shadow and fear in a lucid dream are always and only routes to the Angel who tells us where to go – if we dare and if we find courage and Will.
Success in the complete transfer of consciousness to the astral body is something that is very rare in occult work, and it can be said that this technique is both simple and impossible to perform.
I am vibrating names, and passing through. I show up on a single leaf of a tree. I am so tiny; in front of me, there is a drop of some liquid, actually dew, sliding down that leaf.
A note in the dream Diary does not serve to admire your phantasmagorias but to dissect them, measure them, probe them with the flame of childish intrigue.
A change in consciousness that is experienced during the trance and astral projection is more valuable than all the seminars and workshops on which you have ever been. Without experience of astral projection, the whole system of Western and Eastern teachings is just another fairy tale.
Economy of time is crucial in the Astral. Contrary to that, the economy of movement is crucial for breaking and collapsing the whole of that experience. You have to move around constantly, touching all the things as much as you can.
The whole landscape around me is typically astral, whole this universe is in very bright orange - pink color, like in the color of the sunset. I notice bubbles everywhere and in every bubble standing one magician.
As further in the text, I am conveying to you the notes from my private journals. I believe that an insight into practical goals and achievements, even only as a poetical understanding, worths thousands of sealed Jinnis.
There seems to be a certain type of astral vision that can so much affect the soul as the worst poison. Such visions affect the aspirant long after they are received and the aspirant can find himself acting for years to comply with orders he obtained.
On the surface above the sea, the airy character of LAM stares at me. His head is floating where the center of these circular waves was. I get spasm all over my body. LAM is sucking me inside of his skull.
Interesting things happen when you observe the darkness, in the same way as when we stares in the mirror, the essence is to look with the peripheral view and let everything be covered by a dim cobweb, which is a purely physiological effect. At the same time, the Change in consciousness occurs, which is ideal for astral projection; especially as the three-dimensionality of the blackness arises, then the simple effort of will is quite sufficient to submerge "into it."
While sitting in asana, I spent some time in gently breathing, relaxing myself. Now I stare at the distance of the blackness behind the eyelids. For some time I have doing so, but later at moments as if I spotted a light flash in the distance, therefore I decided to focus on "it", and entering into great Change. After a few moments of thrill, I appear in a three-dimensional sphere, like a capsule in a dark silvery color.
Behind me stood various shells and planets of the world. In front though, there was nothing. I became aware that I was in a very specific plane, so I gave up from vibrating the names and calling the guide.