In the 90's, when I was in my young to mid 30's I had a lot of experiences with this. Sleep paralysis was something I experienced very often, not knowing what it was. These are the years I call my Idealistic Age when I was very in touch with my surroundings, felt like I had a deeper view of life and the world and considered myself a "spiritual being having a human experience."
At the time, I was a Truck Driver and I used to listen to Art Bell overnight, driving across the country. One night he had Albert Taylor on who wrote the book (which I ended up getting) called Soul Traveler. I recommend it. Albert Taylor had achieved complete control of OBE's and could travel at will.
Anyhow, that opened my eyes to what was happening to me. I also had read and recently passed down to my 16 your old daughter a book called Conscious Dreaming by Robert Moss. I recommend it, too.
So I was having very lucid dreams and keeping a journal (which can be very eye-opening) and having sleep paralysis quite often. Even once I knew what it was, I couldn't stop myself from instinctively waking myself up by making myself move or shake my head.
One night I was headed to Minneapolis from Kansas City. It was late and I was exhausted so I pulled into a rest area just south of Des Moines, IA. I parked and climbed into the bunk and as I started to fall asleep, I had the Slee Paralysis and woke myself up. I was aggravated and told myself to just go with it and as I fell asleep it happened again but this time I didn't wake myself up and suddenly, I remember this vividly, I was out! I was hovering over my body. I looked down and saw myself sleeping and I could see a "trail" of light going down from where I hovered into my chest.
I looked around at the trucks parked near me so I could remember them when I woke up. The radio was on and Iron Man was playing quietly. Everything had a sort've CGI look to it (This was 1999 - there wasn't much for CGI at the time). I was elated and excited and scared. I thought where should I go? My first thought was home to see my GF, Anna but I had a sudden thought - what if I can't get back and suddenly like I had been sucked through a straw, I was back in my body and I sat straight up, wide awake, stunned at what had just happened!
I slid into the driver's seat and looked around and the trucks parked near me matched. Sabbath was still playing. It was remarkable! And it never happened again, although there were several times I was lucids and almost out but my head would not "disconnect" from my body and I could see my legs floating outside of my physical legs. Eventually, over a few years time, all that went away and has never come back. Other than one night I had a very, very long and vivid dream that I was back in Korea, outside the gate of Camp Essayons walking around the Ville. I didn't see anyone I recognized - oddly - but it was very, very real. And when I woke up in the morning, the feeling that I had actually been there was strong. I still wonder, today, if I was back, in real-time, years after I had been stationed there - which would explain why no one was recognizable.
In my readings, I learned that when you start to move in other dimensions, you attract attention, whether it be in dreams or the dimension we enter when we leave our bodies. I had that experience. There were times I was trying to separate and I could sense someone laying across my chest, or kneeling next to me.
I miss it. It made me wonder if death was just that quick and simple. One minute a physical body and then the next second, separated from it. Free from it.
View: https://www.amazon.com/Soul-Traveler-Out-Body-Experiences/dp/0451197607
View: https://www.amazon.com/Conscious-Dreaming-Spiritual-Path-Everyday/dp/051788710X
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