For the last few months I have been trying to learn how to Astral Project as the idea struck me as very interesting. Being able to use this to help advance your own life is too good to pass up. For those who have read about it, as I have read there are three different ways. Directly focusing before going to sleep, training yourself to catch yourself waking up in the morning before actually moving your body, or during Lucid dreaming. I've only had what I would call success with the later, leading to my experiences.
I have recently had two (partial?) Astral projections. The odd thing about it, both times I started off in a different bed from the one I was actually sleeping in. On both occasions it was a different place that I have slept at before, and been comfortable there. After this second one last night I can't help but feel a bit confused.
The first experience about two weeks ago happened early in the morning after I had woken up to go to the bathroom. I went back to sleep and started having a really strange dream in which I ended up running from some strange man. At this point, the dream seemed so odd to me that I said to myself "This has got to be a dream, I would rather Astral Project." As I opened a door I opened my "eyes" and saw the wooden ceiling of a room at my grandparents house. I floated up into the ceiling trying to get away from my body. That line of thinking immediately made me think, oh wait, my body isn't here, it is 600 miles away in my home. *Snap* I was back and immediately went into a deep sleep.
Now, last night was quite a bit different in some ways. My wife and I had gone out that evening and had quite a bit to drink. I woke up a little before 2 with a mild headache, drank some water and laid back down. I had trouble falling asleep so I started doing a bit of meditation and fell asleep like this (I presume).
So now I find myself staring out of the window watching the almost clear bright night sky through the tree in the front yard. As I'm thinking to myself how pretty a night it is two trucks drive by on the road in front of the house. The only thing wrong with that is that there is no road in front of my house. I then realize I am actually at my mom's house where I spent a good deal of my childhood, and look towards the hallwall to confirm that. Oddly, my vision blurs as I view the hallwall (My vision is quite bad). I then tell myself that shouldn't be the case as my body isn't here, and my vision clears and then blurs again.
At this point I hear my wife asking for me, and then a second time. I try to speak but nothing will move of course, so I figure it can wait. I also notice what I guess are the famous vibrations, what I can only describe as my body rippling and feeling like it is about to turn into water. Torn between the desire to see if everything is ok and to continue my journey I resolve myself to move. I can only guess my choice was to check on my wife, as I picked myself up my vision rushed to my body and I was fully awake.
The other interesting things about this were that she swears she didn't say anything but was having a bad dream. What I heard her saying coincided with what she was dreaming about, but neither of us are sure if she was actually sleep talking. Also my right knee started to throb with pain. I asked if she had hurt it, and sure enough she had hurt that knee the day before at work. I tried to fall asleep again but the pain was keeping me up, and it went away as soon as I left the room.
I realize that I should try to avoid the concern over where my body is, and once I realize I'm nowhere near it I shouldn't have any problem going wherever. Both times the shock of being in a completely different place than I expected threw me, though I held on for a bit the second time. I just wanted to see if anyone else had anything similar happen. If anyone has any thoughts or guidance they would be much appreciated.
A final thought that seemed odd to me was the blurring of vision while in this state. My vision was otherwise perfect until I looked down back into the house. It is worth noting that I had a lot of bad experiences there, and my vision steadily declined until I was in my late teens.