Core-Experiences

Copyright © G Osborn 1997. All Rights Reserved.

My own core-experience happened just before I awoke one morning during November 1993.

  I remember standing in a room or corridor that was narrow and circular. This corridor curved around an inner central wall. I seemed to be at one end of this room or corridor looking towards the other end where it went around the central wall and was lost to view. The central wall was to my right and on this wall – and about several feet away – there was a wide TV screen or monitor that just displayed the “white snow effect” that one finds between channels, when trying to tune a TV.

  Sitting in front of this screen was a person or “being.” I can’t really recall what this entity looked like, or even whether this entity was male or female. I only have the impression of someone wearing dark clothes and sitting in front of a wide rectangular TV screen. I think that this “being” turned his or her seat to face me at the same time as the vision before me became more lucid. It seems that this “being” had known I was there and was curious about my reaction, as I was becoming more conscious and more interested in where I was.

  To my left, there was a door with a handle. The door and the walls looked like well-polished wood – the kind you would see in a modern lecture complex or theatre. The image and atmosphere of this place was like a modern lecture room or small cinema; the smell, the dry non-acoustic sound etc – and I’m sure I was standing on a deep red carpet.

  The TV screen – although it was showing nothing but white flickering dots on a black background – had me mesmerised.

  Suddenly the room began to vibrate.

  The vibrations were very low – almost rumbling and they made me feel nauseous and sick. As the vibrations grew physically stronger and louder in sound, I began to feel that my life was in danger; it felt as though the low vibrations were shaking my body apart. The floor also rocked as if an earthquake were under us. I then heard a buzzing sound in my ears that turned into bells or chimes – just as if a ‘bell-tree’ (percussion instrument) had been stroked. The vision of the room began to look distorted along with the vibrations and it was then that the scene began to fade. As the room faded from view, I gradually became more conscious of myself lying on my bed and on my back. I must have come out of the “dream” but my eyes were still closed and I was in what I can only describe as a semi-conscious state.

I then became aware that something in my own body was vibrating and that the frequency of the vibrations were intensifying and climbing higher. I would emphasise though that the vibrations were not at the level of my physical body: If someone had walked in and seen me lying there on the bed they would not have seen my body vibrating or shaking at all.

  These vibrations were happening on a level above the physical; maybe a level that some people would describe as being “Astral.” While all this was going on I just lay there trying to remain indifferent to what was going on and so I just went with it . . . it was as if all thought ceased and so I just observed the experience without judgement. I must have been quite successful at sustaining this detachment because the vibrations became finer as they increased in frequency.

  I felt these vibrations course up and down my body at a tremendous rate and I knew that this was somehow familiar to me . . . as if I had once had this experience before. The vibrations increased in frequency up and down my body until the vibrations seemed to “whoosh” right up to the top of my head. A light then seemed to explode in my head. This light was brighter than I could ever relate with words; it exploded in my head like a “super-nova” and I had the impression that this light-energy went out in all directions around my head. Along with this explosion in my head was the most terrific feeling of release. This release felt sexually orgasmic but a thousand times more intense. I saw everything come together in my mind, as if the whole universe became as One. This is something that many of us would find unbelievable, and so it is very difficult to explain.

As the energy faded I then opened my eyes, and it was then that I became more conscious of my physical surroundings. I felt very elated and I laid there for a long time just looking up at the ceiling. I then knew that I had had the same experience as my brother, but I couldn’t be sure that it was only a dream. It felt very real and also unreal at the same time – but as I said I didn’t really feel as if I had been fully conscious. It was a weird kind of consciousness – I was neither awake nor asleep.

  I immediately told my brother about my experience.

  Paul’s first opinion was that my mind must have been influenced by his experiences because the content of my experience had similar themes. He thought that it might have been brought about by some kind of autosuggestion or osmosis. All the same, I felt that I had had an experience that was very real and personal to me.

  I guess I first played down my own experience in favour of Paul’s because his description seemed more “earth shattering” than mine, which didn’t seem to have lasted as long as his and wasn’t as detailed. Paul remembered more of his experience because he was fully conscious and so he was able to objectively observe what was happening to him.

  Some of the details about my first experience of this energy are still vague and this is why I felt it had a ‘dreamlike’ quality; again, it was neither ‘real’ nor was it ‘unreal.’ Even the vibrations and the explosion of light were ethereal or dreamlike and also very emotional. But I would stress that the energy I felt from the whole experience was objectively Real. Still I believe that my experience was a real ‘awakening’ because I didn’t feel the same afterwards. Others around me had even noticed a change in my personality and behaviour. I now feel that this ‘core-experience’ was conducive to my later insights and also helped me to attain the knowledge I have tried to convey in this book.

  Of course, many would take Paul’s first point into consideration. His first comments still put doubt into my mind that my own experience may have been influenced by what I heard from him concerning his own account. But then again I am safe in the knowledge that today we have both come to a mutual understanding that his experience was a trigger for my own, and that my own experience was equally valid and significant. I mean, how else would I have been able to write over a thousand pages of mostly new and original material when I had never written a thing in my life until these experiences?

  This understanding has been substantiated and strengthened by the fact that an old friend of mine – David Webb – had the same kind of experience after reading some of the material I had been writing. I know my friend well and I have never known him to lie or exaggerate. He has no reason to lie and was quite embarrassed by his own experiences of this energy. In fact, he didn’t want anyone else to know that he had had these experiences – even his wife! It seems right to say then, that this energy will also affect others in close proximity – but again this depends on the degree of receptivity regarding the consciousness of the individuals involved.

OBE Experiences

After my own core-experience, this energy phenomenon then began to translate itself more thoroughly through the familiar concepts and interpretations that I had read in other people’s experiences. My so-called “Out of body” experiences had become more and more frequent throughout my relationship with Claire, and it’s these I shall now relate in some detail.

  It seems that this ‘energy phenomenon’ is behind these OBEs as well as every other phenomenon. One of the most significant things about this energy is this:

  As soon as Paul and I began to look at what this energy could be and we began to read about other people’s experiences to find some correlations, we did indeed find these correlations . . . but we also found ourselves going through the same kinds of experiences. It was as if this energy could “mimic” or imitate the suggestions put into our mind about what this energy could be from our look at the more possible considerations and assumptions that we found in other people’s experiences

  Again, what we experience regarding the manifestation of this energy will be interpreted by what we start to believe is the truth regarding the nature of this energy – and so what we believe about it will be our experience.

  One of many manifestations of this energy is what we would call an Out of Body experience, and if we believe this is what really happens when this energy begins to make itself felt by our conscious realisation of it, then an OBE is what we will experience. The same goes for ‘Remote Viewing,’ ‘Alien abduction,’ a ‘Near Death Experience’ etc. We can see that it is this energy phenomenon that is behind all these experiences and more.

  Remember that these following accounts are still experiences of this energy phenomenon or Kundalini, as they contain the same hallmarks regarding the synergetic nature of the energy that is behind Kundalini – known as Prana to the Hindus.

OBE 2

This particular OBE happened around February 1994. One morning I got up for work and I was so tired because I had been up most of the night working on a new song. Claire was up before me and she quickly got ready and went to work. I was so exhausted that I laid down on the sofa in the living room and quickly went back to sleep. I thought that I would go to work later. Usually I am in work by 7:30.a.m. There was nobody else in the house and so I slept for quite some time.

  Suddenly I heard a high-pitched sound coming from the kitchen. It was a high-pitched “beep.” It sounded like the noise the microwave makes, and this coincided with the sound of someone or something on the stairs. It felt as if someone was coming up the stairs. (In our home the stairs led from the front door straight up into the living room.) It's strange the things that go through your mind. For some reason, I thought that someone had come up the stairs: had gone straight into the kitchen, and was playing with the microwave – which was highly illogical.

  I woke instantly. I was a bit shaken and fear gripped me because I actually thought that there was someone in the house. I was so shocked by this fear that I felt the top half of my body begin to vibrate. The vibration was violent, and I suddenly saw my arms lifting up from their position on my chest. The strange thing was that the arms that were moving were not my physical arms. I still felt my physical arms lying on my chest – I also saw them but I knew that my physical eyes were closed. These two other arms were opening slowly. The only way I can describe this, is that it seemed like they were made of cellophane – like cellophane that had been crushed into a ball and was now slowly opening of it’s own accord. I don't know why I thought of cellophane. I had the impression that I could see through these arms as they were slowly opening.

  The top half of my body also felt – or sounded like cellophane slowly opening and rising, as if I was peeling away from my physical body. It was an automatic movement that I didn’t seem to have any control over. It never reached a conclusion because I went into a mental panic and kind of shook myself awake. I sat up feeling dizzy and realised that the room was empty and strangely quiet and that I was by myself in the home.

  I sat there thinking about this strange experience – going over it in my mind. Then I suddenly got up, put on my coat, went downstairs to the car, and drove to work. I immediately told Paul about this when I got there.

OBE 3

One night my sinuses were playing up. (My mother, Paul and I have always had chronic sinus trouble) I kept getting out of bed and going to the bathroom to blow my nose. This must have happened about ten times that night. It must have driven Claire mad. The last time I was up, I found myself standing in the bathroom just staring at the mirror, or it seemed like I was in the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror. As soon as I was conscious of doing this, I also became aware of myself lying on the bed at the same time! Then I opened my eyes, and looked at the clock by the side of the bed . . . 2:20 a.m. I must have drifted back to sleep again, only this time I became conscious of myself standing in the spare bedroom. Suddenly Paul's daughter Emma appeared and she was taking me by the hand leading me back to the bedroom.

  As I walked into the bedroom, the room was different – everything was rearranged back to front! The bed was against the wall opposite. I could see that there were two people lying on the bed, but it was just a fleeting glimpse. "Emma" was still standing next to me and we were both talking about flying and I raised my arms above my head and said "Watch this" and I leapt up and flew through the ceiling, and through the attic roof. Then I felt the vibrations going up and down my body and this I knew signalled the approach of physical consciousness.

  I suddenly opened my eyes, and of course, I found myself lying in bed. I knew that I had been out of my body twice that night, and I didn't lose any time in telling Claire when she woke. It actually felt as if I had flown through the ceiling into the attic. Claire was humouring me as usual. It was certainly an interesting night . . . but why was Emma there? And was it really Emma?

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