NOT ONE, NOT TWO, BUT THREE ASTRAL FLIGHTS!!

Not one, not two, but three OOB flights last night! Or more specifically, early this morning:

As normal for me, I woke up at around 3:00 am, and had a bit of trouble falling asleep. It felt that the moment I did, I also sat up (very movie special effect here - I'm lying on my left side, and I'm also sitting up).

I know immediately what is happening and launch myself off to the ceiling. I want to fly outside, and do so immediately - or at least try. The wall I fly through gets me into my bathroom, with the strands of my wall hanging clinging to my face. I feel like a dummy for doing that, take a second to orient myself and fly through the window, out into the early morning dark.

Taking myself higher, I simply hover in the open air, overlooking the streets east of the apartment building. It crosses my mind to go visit someone. "Juliana - I'm going to visit Juliana." Of course, not really knowing where Julie lives, I abandoned the quest. A thought did occur to me that I would be able to find her just by knowing her, and I know this is possible, but I let it go this time. (This was a great breakthrough, though, as this is the first time I've given consideration to go visit someone while in the Astral state.) Shortly afterwards, I feel the tug, and know that it is time to return, which I do effortlessly.

This integration wakes me up just long enough to be aware of what has occurred, but no sooner do I turn over, than my astral self sits up and flies off again. This time, I do not give any thought to doing anything other than being outside again, taking myself there in a fraction of a second, and again just hover around the neighbourhood.

Suddenly, I feel a tug, and know instantly that it is not to come home. I follow it, everything beneath blurring, and find myself looking into the upper windows of a very large home. I immediately am aware that this is a group home of some sort, and I further sense that it's a university fraternity house. Feeling like a voyeur, I look into the lighted window on the upper level and see a group of about four young men. All are wearing just their boxers and t-shirts and just hanging out, and in the midst of a vigorous discussion. This room has couches and tables, a fridge and stove in the corner, and I see doors to the darkened bedrooms off in different directions. I am at a total loss as to what I am supposed to observe here. No other clue comes to me - to me it all looks very normal and good. I turn away and determine my will to get back home and within another fraction of a second, I integrate with myself.

Shift, turn, momentary awareness, and then it all repeats again. This time, I head off to an apartment building that is very old, dark and seedy-looking. The floors creek all on their own, and there's a musty smell in the halls. I float around the different floors (it feels like a 5-story building), puzzled as to what I'm supposed to see. I'm now on the 3rd floor, and the floor creeks loudly, even though nobody is there. The door opens, and a woman's voice calls softly, "----?" Sadly, I knew instantly who she was calling for. Of course, she doesn't see me hovering right there in front of her. (Names and persons withheld for privacy reasons.)

I float down stairs and outside, taking time to do a few lazy corkscrews and nosedives, loops and swirls, making it a game to float between the raindrops. They look like diamonds suspended in mid air, as they slowly make their way down.

Now I am being pulled back home. Final integration, I open my eyes to the sound of some solid rain beating against the window. I know I fell asleep at around 4:30 am, and see that it is now 8:00 am.