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I’m amazed at the clarity of the pictures entering my mind. This being seems to automatically know my thoughts. “All conscious energy (souls) live within the energy frequency that is in phase with their personal vibratory rate. The membrane before you separates one wavelength of energy from another.” As I stare, I can’t think of an appropriate response. I feel inadequate, like a child raking an advanced calculus class. The energy being again responds to my thoughts. “You are ready or you would not be here. All of us are where we should be. I was once as you and you shall be as I; we are all on a great journey together. Your perception of me is inaccurate. I am but a child compared to others who dwell within the universe. The possible evolution of consciousness is unlimited. My identity is unimportant and labels are unnecessary. Remember well what you see, for the recognition and exploration of the energy membranes will have a significant impact upon the evolution of your species.” I’m somewhat confused by the speed of the information entering my mind and ask for clarification. “I don’t understand. The purpose for the energy membranes?” “They simply separate different frequencies of energy from each other. You are observing the convergence point of two different dimensions. Energy membranes provide the necessary substructure for each dimension to exist. They are the internal cell walls of the living universe.” “My God, that’s incredible.” “There is much to see. Your adventure is just beginning.” “How do you mean?” “You will see soon enough.” “I still don’t understand.” “You will, my friend, you will.” I snap back to my physical body with a jolt. At first I’m out of sync and unable to move. After twenty seconds or so I feel my physical sensations returning. After twenty years of out-of-body experiences, I have found that there is a natural tendency for our non-physical bodies to become progressively less dense as the experience continues. It appears that our personal frequency rate slowly returns to its “normal” or natural vibrational state. Our non-physical body slowly adjusts to the vibrational frequency (internal density) that is our natural state of being. This process of internal adjustment is reported by several serious out-of-body explorers. Robert Monroe refers to this change when he describes his non-physical form becoming progressively “less humanoid” in shape as the time duration of his out-of-body experience lengthens. This tendency for us to return to our natural internal frequency rate has another important implication. On countless occasions I’ve noticed that when I’m out-of-body for more than several minutes, the observed environment slowly fades and a new environment becomes visible. For years I thought my vision was simply adjusting to its expanded abilities to perceive. But now I realize that this is only part of it. When we are out-of-body our non-physical form is not static, as it may first appear, but is actually an expansive energy system that fluctuates in its internal energy frequency. This becomes especially noticeable as we control and extend our non-physical experiences. In other words, the non-physical body is not a body at all but a highly sophisticated energy system that responds to our thoughts. As we prolong our non-physical adventures, our consciousness has a natural tendency to return to its true non-physical state. As strange as this may sound, I’m now certain that our concepts related to form, shape, and substance are all temporary conditions. It appears that, as soul, we are without form of any kind. Our true self is nor humanoid as we now conceive ourselves. Soul or pure consciousness is without form but can, and does, use various shapes and forms of energy for its purposes. In November 1993 I developed an acute case of pneumonia and was bedridden for ten days. During my illness I became extremely weak, didn’t eat, and slept twelve hours a day. By the third day, I noticed a dramatic increase in my out-ofbody experiences. Each time I drifted off to sleep, I would find myself floating just above or near my physical body. As my illness progressed, I experienced a coinciding increase in spontaneous out-of-body experiences. It seemed as if the connection between my physical and non-physical body was growing progressively weaker as my illness continued. At the peak of my pneumonia and for several days thereafter, I felt a sense of freedom I had never known before. While lying in bed, I would spontaneously slip out-of-body whenever my physical body dozed off to sleep. Sometimes it felt as if I wasn’t connected to my physical body at all. I began to use my physical body like a reference point or staging area to regroup between non-physical explorations. For over a week I became so detached that I viewed my physical body as a necessary encumbrance to be endured. During this time I experienced a dramatic increase in cluster out-of-body experiences—generally, two to five separate experiences occurring in sequence. Each experience was quite short, lasting from thirty seconds to several minutes. On a few occasions, I noticed that the sequence of events seemed to address a related topic or subject. For example, one afternoon I dozed off while reading a book about past-life regressions. Almost immediately I felt the vibrations and was floating above my body. As I floated comfortably, my thoughts turned to the possibility of past lives and I immediately felt a sensation of movement. Journal Entry, November 29, 1993 I am standing at the ramparts of a castle as smoke rises from below. A battle has raged for several days and I’m exhausted and sick of fighting. I realize that I’m some sort of medieval soldier. We have been under siege for over two months, and for the first time in my life I question why we’re fighting. It seems so meaningless. For the last five years I’ve been fighting and killing and I’ve had enough. The only things that keep me going are my pride and my sense of duty. After twenty years of loyal service to my king, I own nothing but a sword and the armor on my back. As I look around, I’m amazed at how real this is. I’m more than just an observer: I somehow feel this man’s thoughts and emotions, his pain and disappointment. I feel I am this man, yet I know I’m not. I experience a great sense of sorrow and disgust, a life filled with empty victories. I realize now that duty and honor alone are not enough. I know there must be more to life, but I know only weapons and the art of war. With a sudden jolt I feel a sharp pain and pressure in my back and begin to lose consciousness. At that moment I feel the familiar tingling sensations and recognize that I’m back in my physical body. I 17