I had a dream years ago I was flying around with a friend in Amsterdam. It was so real – I loved the feeling of soaring around buildings and being weighless. I’ve been trying to go flying ever since but as soon as I get into a relaxed state and feel the separation begin to occur I get spooked. My body, physical and astral, remain on the bed.
Two nights ago I finally managed to go astral flying on purpose!
I flew out of my body and was flying around the night sky. Apologies to any fellow astral travellers who may have seen my pitiful attempts because for some reason I thought I had to wiggle my arms and legs about as if I were swimming. Embarrassing.
I tried again last night but couldn’t fly. I haven’t been feeling very well and the night I went flying I’d hardly slept. I’m not sure if exhuastion played a part or not. I’ll try again tonight – I know practice makes perfect 
Do you go flying sans broom stick? What kind of adventures can I expect when I finally get the hang of getting out of my body?
