[Apparpsmose]

Sunday March 30th,2008

H had a sleepover birthday party so I used his bed for rhythm napping. Slept in my own bed until I woke naturally around 3.19am. Stomach unwell. Read a bit, ate a banana, drank half a glass of milk and returned to sleep after an hour.

Became aware. Decided to float out and began to. Then I changed my mind and thought an internal, lucid dream type projection would be better. Suddenly, I’m accosted. Something begins tickling me. It's unpleasant and annoying but I’m not at all afraid. I believe the intention is to restrict me and it’s working because while I’m struggling with this thing that’s also holding me down, I’m not exploring. I guess it succeeds this first time because I don’t recall any further adventure.

I dream something that I tell myself to remember but I can’t recall it now. I don’t think it was important.

A little later I’m again aware. Before I even contemplate what to do the tickler is back. This time I’m ready for it and there’s a struggle. I sense that it’s made of particles. What felt like fingers now seems to be a kind of charge. Again, I’m annoyed rather than afraid. I throw it off and there’s no pursuit. I’m heading upstairs through the dining room and living area. Now I wonder if I’m really doing so physically. It’s still dark and I have no vision so I could actually be physically journeying through my house (at least if I ignore the fact that there’d be moonlight through the skylight). Just in case I’m out of body, I've decided to go fast to get away from my physical body. As soon as I contemplate whether I’m physical or astral, I begin to float. I’m in the laundry floating above the stairs. I'm beginning to attain vision. There's some light.

Now a dream kicks in. I’m young again and sleeping in the same room I'm in physically. A lawn mower wakes me up. It’s way too early for such things. S and J, my brother and sister come into my room. They’re talking but I’m silent. I know I’m not a kid anymore and that this isn’t the house we grew up in (therefore I'm to some degree lucid but playing along, I guess). I wonder who sleeps in what room. J and S are discussing the lawn mower, talking about how much trouble these neighbours have been. Mum and Dad come in. I wonder if they are still married.

As I wrote this I remembered that I had read about a tickling entity that had arrested somebody else’s early adventures and, sure enough, I found the post on another site. I wonder if it was a thought form I manifested as a result of being unwell in the tummy since that's where I was tickled. It occurred to me too that I woke up without a tummy ache so I ask myself if some type of energetic blockage had been cleared.