should try to have an OOBE, but at that point I lost my thread of
consciousness, and only remember waking up a while later, feeling that the
experiment was a failure. A week later I received a letter from a colleague in
New York, the well-known parapsychologist Doctor Stanley Krippner, and I
began to wonder if it really was a "failure." He was writing to me about an
experience his stepdaughter, Carie, who I am quite fond of, had the same
morning I was having my "dream." Carie had spontaneously reported to her
father that she had seen me in a restaurant in New York City on her way to
school that morning. This would have been roughly about the time I was
having the dream. Neither she nor her father knew that I was on the east
coast.
What do I make of this? This was the first time in years that I had consciously
attempted to have an OOBE (I have never, to my knowledge, succeeded),
and while I had no conscious memory of having one, a friend reports seeing
me in a restaurant in New York City. Even more puzzling, I would have no
desire in the world to go to a restaurant in New York City, a place I dislike
intensely, if I were having an OOBE, although visiting Carie and her family is
always very pleasant. Coincidence? Again, something I would never present
as scientific evidence of anything, but something I can't dismiss as
meaningless.
This last incident illustrates an attitude toward OOBEs that I nave observed in
myself, although I do not like to admit it, which is that I am somewhat afraid
of them. Part of me is very interested in the phenomenon scientifically,
another part of me is excited at the prospect of personally experiencing it. A
third part of me knows that an OOBE is something like dying, or opening up
part of my mind to an unknown realm, and this third part is not at all anxious
to get on with it. If OOBEs are "real," if the things Mr. Monroe describes
cannot be dismissed as an interesting kind of fantasy or dream, our world
view is going to change radically. And uncomfortably.
One thing that psychologists are reasonably sure of about human nature is
that it resists change. We like the world to be the way we think it is, even if
we think it's unpleasant. At least we can anticipate what may happen.
Change and uncertainty have possibilities of unsettling things happening,
especially when that change doesn't take account of our desires, our wills,
our egos.
I have tried to talk mainly about straightforward scientific studies of OOBEs in
introducing this book, but now we get to what may be the most important
aspect of the subject. Mr. Monroe's experiences are frightening. He is talking
about dying, and dying is not a polite topic in our society. We leave it in the
hands of priests and ministers to say comforting words, we occasionally joke