An Astral Journey Of Ecstatic Proportions
Being a baby boomer I did a little experimenting with drugs after college. I was never impressed and after a couple of futile and boring attempts, I might add, I gave it up entirely. I sometimes think about a friend who used to take drugs and still vividly recall what she said to me one day.
"Michael, I really wanted to experience something fantastic and far out. "I wanted something of magnificent cosmic proportions to take place and blow me away. I wanted to see the leaves breathing or the aura that surrounds people. Things like that. None of that happened to me so I just quit taking anything."
I could relate to my friend. About a year after I moved to Bloomington, Indiana after graduating from college, one day I had this urge to go to this particular bar and have a drink. That was a strange sensation as I am not really one to go to bars, but because of the strong hunch I went inside. Sitting at the counter was this small built man with hair below his shoulders and a thick beard. He smiled at me. I took that as a friendly greeting so I sat next to him. He offered to buy me a drink. That made me nervous as I am so used to hearing stories of men offering to buy women a drink as a means to hit them up or come on to them. I mentally told myself to chill and not make any assumptions beforehand. The man seemed friendly enough. Just relax and see what happens.
We engaged in some small talk and then he rummaged through this bag that was kind of strange looking. It looked to be something between a small backpack and a purse. I wondered if he might be European and that it was natural for men to carry purse like bags. I think they do that in some European countries. What was more interesting was not the unusual purse/bag but what fell out of it. He had picked up a pile of papers and a brochure dropped to the counter that immediately caught my eye and grabbed my attention. It had a pentagram symbol in the center and an exotic looking eye on it. Printed in thick heavy calligraphy script were the words: Interested in ESP, the paranormal, astral travel, psychic phenomena, reincarnation, meditation, angels, UFO'S, Spirits, the occult, seances, psychic self-defense, karma and more, contact Terry Blue feather. He looked at me as though to ascertain whether to engage in any conversation. I smiled and said, "so you are into stuff like that."
He let out a laugh. "Yeah, you could say that stuff like that pretty much interests and turns me on. As a matter of fact I just moved here a month ago from Michigan with my girl friend and we are opening up a spiritual psychic center in our house. We have lots of classes coming up. "Won't you check us out?" he said, giving me the flyer.
"I just might do that," I said, and got up to leave.
"Oh, I think we'll be seeing each other again, Michael."
Well like they say "things happen when they are supposed to." I believe that I was meant to meet Terry Blue Feather that day in the bar and that it was my guides that prompted me there. I went to some of Terry's classes and was very impressed with his knowledge on so many different metaphysical subjects. He could talk for hours and just get going. He attributed that to having most of his astrological placements in the mental sign of Aquarius. Terry and I would talk into the wee hours of the morning after everyone else had gone home and his girl friend had gone to bed. I got to know him better and one day he invited me to come over and try an experiment. I liked Terry and trusted him and felt no reason not to go. We talked for a long time. It seemed the more I learned the more I wanted to learn and Terry seemed to enjoy his new role of guide and mentor to me. So he invited me to partake of the 'mind opener' as he referred to LSD. He then informed me that he was a 'reality engineer' among many other things. I nodded and said why not. So I tried the LSD a couple of times with the so-called 'reality engineer'. Yes, I know that sounds so much like the talk of the '60's' and '70's even though it was 1980. Although Terry was very intelligent and well-read, and I enjoyed having long conversations with him on metaphysics, the 'mind opener' drug experience with the so-called 'reality engineer' turned out to be a major disappointment. The most that happened was that a couple of times I thought I saw the floor curling and twisting. Once I stared into his eyes and his face took on different looks. I saw an old hermit with thick long black hair and a beard. I saw a beautiful young woman. I saw a few more faces of different people.
But I was not impressed because I was already seeing images of past lives without taking anything to shift or alter my consciousness or perception. There are many ways one can learn to shift their consciousness to put themselves in an altered state of mind, like a type of hypnosis, to enable them to view past lives. One need not take any drugs. One can stare into someone's eyes. One can even stare into a mirror and possibly achieve the same results. At least that is what happened to me when my teacher Mary would have me stare into a mirror. The images would begin to appear like film rolling on the camera movie screen. Sometimes I would see them in my mind.
But before such times with Terry and Mary there were some other experiences in college which increased my interest and fascination with hypnosis which led to my deeper interest in metaphysics. One experience took place, of all people, with my music teacher and surrogate mother, Janette, who was conducting a hypnosis session for a group of students in a Music Therapy class my sophomore year of college. Sometimes I think that people like her are closet 'mystics' or explorers of the paranormal. Janette had done some research and read that hypnosis was one technique that music therapists had had some success in with their patients. So she memorized the induction technique and about midway through the course informed us that we were her first guinea pigs. I was delighted and found the idea fascinating.
She told us to find a place on the carpet and get comfortable. She recommended that we take our shoes off. She than began the induction where in a very soft and calm voice she led us down a stairwell to the ocean. As she did her countdown she went from our head to our toes telling us how relaxed and peaceful we felt. There was not a care in the world and all was light, serene, calm and peaceful. She would repeat the words softly. She told us that we would go to a very special wonderful and peaceful place. Then she played dreamy ethereal music from Debussy's "Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun" and left us alone in the silence for about twenty minutes. What happened in that twenty minutes was phenomenal. I truly felt like I had exited my body and was floating on a cloud. It was the most wonderful feeling I think I had ever experienced. I wanted to stay there forever and never come back. It's like I could see colors and all kinds of geometric shapes dancing and floating about. The colors looked brighter with hues that we don't have on the earth. At one point I saw a beautiful rainbow. I somehow had the sensation that I was moving towards the rainbow when Janette gently began speaking. I did not want to come back but I could feel something happening. With each word that she spoke I was being drawn back. Moments later I was back and aware of myself lying on the floor. I felt very light-headed. It took several moments before I was fully aware of my surroundings. Janette had us wiggle our toes, move our ankles, bend our knees, etc. When she had us open our eyes everything around me looked hazy and misty. It was like I did not belong in that room. It was like I was in a euphoric bubble of some sort. In that moment in time nothing negative existed. All was peaceful. It was as though I had imbibed a love potion and was full of love for everybody. I just wanted to go to everyone and tell them how beautiful they were and give them a great big hug and tell them that I loved them.
It took a lot of self-restraint not to do just that. I remember thinking "Is it possible that my soul left my body?" then I felt awkward because that was not something I was familiar with. Janette let the music play a few moments longer then told us when we were ready we could get up, put our shoes back on and return to our seats. She commented that we might feel a little disoriented for a few minutes but it would pass. Actually, what I was feeling I did not want to pass. It was this world and my surroundings that felt foreign. I did not want to be here. Janette opened the floor for comments. Most people just said it was a very relaxing experience. A couple of students had fallen to sleep. I just said that I came back with a peaceful feeling of well-being. She said that was a very common response and if for no other reason, music and hypnosis can serve a healing and beneficial purpose.
I had to agree with that. Yet somehow I sensed that much more was going on. I thought back to Pansy Parker telling me years ago that I would one day meet some 'sky people' as she referred to them. She'd point at the sky and tell me how star gazing is so important to me because I am a star child and my origins are from far far up there as she put it. I didn't meet any 'sky people' in that hypnosis demonstration but all the bright and beautiful colors, and geometric shapes and images that I saw intrigued me tremendously and stirred up strange yearnings and nostalgia in me. What had especially intrigued and interested me was that I was not under the influence of any mind-altering substances whatsoever like I had been with Terry Blue Feather the 'reality engineer' some years later. Looking back I have come to believe that I had a genuine astral journey of ecstatic proportions and that journey would feed my hunger and fuel my passion and interest in 'the sky people' and spur my desire to learn of my starry origins way up there. Who is to say that we cannot project part of our soul up there and have different experiences? A tool such as hypnosis is but one means to help bring that about. I also believe that some people are more naturally receptive to being hypnotized and I have been told many times that I am one such person. That would be confirmed in future sessions with different facilitators.
That astral journey stuck with me for a very long time. I can actually still recall it like it just happened yesterday. I will never forget the feelings of peace and ecstasy that I would be overcome with at times; sometimes when I was not even thinking about or reliving the experience. I have heard lots of stories over the years of mystical revelations, epiphanies and visions that people have received while taking mushrooms, LSD or other mind-altering drugs. That hypnosis session so very long ago reinforced my inner feeling that this world is not my home, that I'm just a passing through as the old gospel song says. It would cause me to star gaze even more and would lead to many more supernatural, paranormal and other worldly experiences.