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muscles as being larger. When I opened my eyes, my chest seemed pretty big, but it looked like it was the chest of a 70 year old. I thought, “what the heck?” I closed my eyes again and created my intention, more intensely this time. When I opened them again, to my surprise I was like Vin Diesel: big chest, well defined, big arms etc. I said, “damn I look awesome!” So from there on I think I pretty much lost it (M.R.: no maintaining). But it was great anyway... Robyn Australia I had an awakening and immediately attempted to roll out. That didn’t work, so I tried brain strain, but still nothing... So I phantom wiggled, not sure which part of my body, just something - anything, as I was determined to separate. It worked, and I felt myself moving upward and forward and then I seemed to get a little stuck, and so I thought, “Oh, I am just going to stand up - they say that works when you are stuck.” I immediately stood up, my legs from the knees down went through my bed. It was very pleasant to be free of my body. The whole movement of separation had a slight, effervescent tingling sensation (as you see on Star Trek when they are translocating, i.e. “Beam me up Scotty.”) I moved to the side of my bed, but I hadn’t opened my eyes yet as I was a teeny bit anxious (excited) about what I would see when I did. I naturally started touching everything within reach: the wall, the bed, and the stool at the end of my bed. I then opened my eyes. I immediately felt and saw a small dark shadow at my feet. I knew it was Tsar, my Mother’s Blue Russian cat. Although he does not live with me at the moment, I knew it was him. As I moved away from room, I caught a glimpse of my body lying in my bed: my mouth was slightly open and I could hear myself softly snoring. I had no desire to look directly at my body. I was thrilled to be out. I stepped into my living room (M.R.: no plan of action). To my left was a lamb and a sheep