My very first 'eye opening' weird experience happened many years ago during the sleep at night/early in the morning and to me it felt very profound.
I slept but I was totally awake. My mind was anyway. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move. I felt like captured inside my body which felt like from the concrete. Like a tomb. I could see everything around and only wondered. I so wanted to get "out"! I couldn't move my eyelids, shout or scream... But I could think. As much as I tried only something like a rasp or something similar to a coarse breathing was escaping from my mouth. It was surprisingly more like a whiff of air. My energy body was trapped inside, fighting to get out. Two bodies were one. I couldn't see any movement, but I was moving "inside". My hands were clasped on my chest in a peace like manner like I was dead and I could clearly see them but I was not able to move them. It seemed impossible to lift them, they were incredibly heavy.
My younger brother and my mum slept in the same room (big bed) with me (we were quite a poor family), it was almost morning and I could see them in the dim room sleeping calmly. After I got from the initial shock I was observing the state I was in with a clear mind and I couldn't understand why my brother or mum couldn't feel, sense or hear anything... They had no idea that's something happening with me. But it felt very real.
While I was in that detached state I was trying to figure out what's happening. The very first thought was - I was having some sort of unknown epileptic fit for the first time.
At the end I got back eventually - I connected with my body from the inside. But, it made me think and think for many days. I had realized the soul, spirit, "just" body and/or something more.
I think this very first experience was more like an OBE but the other way round. I felt like bounded, determined to get to know more. So I was trying to learn more.
And since then the various unusual, weird (paranormal) experiences and lucid dreams were just flowing to me. At the beginning I was very keen and open to them but some were very disturbing and maybe that's the reason why at the end I was with all my will trying to cut myself off it in the last 6 years. But they are still happening although I am pushing them away.
I have to admit that in the last years I was rather surviving and unconsciously grounding myself. But recently I've been forced to "google" to find more info about the lucid dreaming. I have read some university's page first and then this one.
This site brought it all up to the surface again and more powerfully because I am writing it all down, going through it again and it feels very alive. There were quite a few experiences which I am attempting to organize into a few stories. They all seem unrelated and yet related. I haven't read all the stories here yet just a few and some very insightful comments from some knowledgeable sensitive people. I wanted to write down all mine first without being influenced by others and their feelings perhaps in order to stay authentic to my own feelings and perceptions during all those altered states. I think I am too oversensitive and I can write too much at a time. So I apologize. I might be too empathetic, too, everything touches me too much and many times I realized I felt overwhelmed by being surrounded by too many people, feelings and emotions.
Thank you for reading it if you got until the end and looking forward to interact and learn and understand more.
Love and blessings
PS Interesting thing is I could correct my mistakes before submitting except the last sentence "...if you got until the end..."