Do you believe in Ghosts or Spirits

[StreetHazard]

I have had two experiences with what people call astro projection. I am not too familiar with what others have said about it but my mom says she has had it happen and my great grandmother, and beyond that. It seems to happen with only women on her said and skips a generation until it gets to me. Basically my great great great grandmother, great grandmother, and then my mom and I. In my experiences I left my body and watched things that happened around me from a third person point of view. I see myself and everyone else. This has only happened twice. Once when I was 9 and when I was 19. Nothing significant happened those days though, except for the experience itself. I havent told anybody about those experiences except my fiance and family.

I had an "OBE" before


I used to free-hand rock climb, and to make a long story short. I was climbing at night, as we were camping there also, and probably my 1st mistake.

I fell...I fell far, I free-fell for about 30 feet until I hit an outcrop of rock in the side of the cliff, and bounced off that, the impact was so jarring the only way I can think of describing it would be saying "it felt like being struck by lightning", I think it might have almost knocked me out. And then fell some more...I hit a steep slope that went down at about a 60 degree angle and tumbled head over heels down the rock, bouncing off of boulders and trees all the way down until I slid into some bushes.

my climbing partner was still at the top where I had originally fell, and yelled out for me....

"BRIAN!....hold up your lighter, so I can see you!"

I saw the entire scene from above and at an angle, actually above and behind where my climbing partner was sitting! Then I could see myself holding up my own cigarette lighter! At that moment I figured I was dead, I just thought to myself "This is it, I had a good run".

But then my vision snapped back and I found myself looking up at the sky and seeing the stars, and I could see in my peripheral vision that I was in some bushes...But I did NOT dare move. I figured I had to "atleast" be paralyzed...it was amazing how calm I was about it.

at first I wiggled my toes...and for fucks sake they moved! "FUCK YES!" I thought, then I figured something HAD to be broken. So I shifted my legs around in the dirt and low and behold no pain "FUCK YES!". I shifted my arms around as well and I felt no pain!

"I am a lucky motherfucker" I am thinking at this point, so I attempt to stand up...and I can't, it was like my back couldn't support my own weight and I just collapsed back down into the dirt.

My climbing partner eventually got down to me and called an ambulance, I wound up just having cuts and bruises literally all over every inch of my body, sprained both ankles (somehow), and a sprained back. I couldn't walk for a week but over a little more time I was fine.