#Learn Astral Projection

[elasticperception]

Preparing Your Mind and Body for Astral Projection Meditation

Spiritual projection meditation is a powerful practice that requires mental focus, physical relaxation, and a deep sense of self-awareness. To begin, it’s essential to create a quiet, distraction-free environment. This allows your mind to fully focus on the meditation without external interruptions. Choosing the right time, such as early mornings or late evenings, when you’re not disturbed, can significantly enhance your chances of a successful astral journey. The physical space you choose should feel calm and serene, making it ideal for deep meditation.

One of the most crucial mental preparations for Astral Projection Meditation is setting your intentions. Before you begin, take a moment to clarify your goals for the experience. Are you seeking spiritual insights, communication with higher guides, or simply exploring the astral plane? By focusing your mind on a specific intention, you guide your energy in the right direction, making it easier to stay aligned during the session. This level of mental clarity is key to avoiding distractions and grounding yourself in the experience.

Physically, relaxation is paramount. Start by practicing deep breathing exercises to release tension from your body. Inhale deeply, hold your breath for a few seconds, and exhale slowly to calm your nervous system. Progressive muscle relaxation can also help, where you systematically relax each muscle group from head to toe. The more relaxed your body is, the easier it becomes to shift your consciousness from the physical plane to the astral plane. The body’s calmness allows your spirit to rise freely.

Maintaining a positive mindset is key to success. Trusting the process and letting go of fear or skepticism enhances your ability to project. Patience and self-compassion are vital, as the Astral Projection Meditation takes time and consistency. Each session, though challenging, brings you closer to mastering the art of separating from the physical body for spiritual exploration. With regular practice and an open mind, you'll gradually deepen your understanding and experience of this transformative journey.

[the-barefoot-hatter]

Relationships: Bill Cipher/Ford Pines, Bill Cipher & Ford Pines

Characters: Bill Cipher, Ford Pines

Additional Tags: Blind Bill Cipher, Post-Theraprism Bill Cipher, Handyman Bill Cipher, Bill Cipher is Trying, Bill Cipher Has Issues, Bill Cipher's Happy Place is Inside Ford, Ford Pines is Trying, The Mindscape (Gravity Falls), definitely didn't finish this to avoid doing taxes, Trust Issues, Beards (Facial Hair), relationship status: two steps forward one step back?, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Fidentus omnium. Magister mentium. Magnesium ad hominem. Magnum opus. Habeas corpus. Inceptus Nolanus overratus, forbidden life hacks, i don't know anything about the astral plane and i refuse to learn, gravity falls does it different lets pretend, Astral Projection, i don't see why the stars shouldn't also be two dimensional in Euclydia, the nightmare realm smells like brunt hair, yup no other reason to feel homey

been sittin' here in 10 below

Summary: So what if the Axolotl itself says his blindness is 'permanent' and 'irreversible' and he'll 'only damage himself more trying to brute force a solution'- he's an overgrown frog! Bill's not going to let some wishy-washy fish dictate his life!!! Bill's totally got this figured out! AKA, Bill do not got this. Not at all. But Ford and Bill finally share a mindscape again and that's something. (Blind Bill AU, when Ford reaches out)

[missfiorear]

I feel like joining in on that Sinking Town trend because it's my favorite song by Yoeko, and I want to combine some of my favorite things.

But before that, I’ll need to watch like 30 tutorials on how to use CapCut—and also, I first need to finish my exam week without losing my sanity in the process.

So for now, here’s this little drawing of the Doll and my headcanon of Maria that I made as the base idea I have. I also took the chance to go back to using textured brushes and improve my rendering. I’m actually pretty satisfied with how it turned out—I'm not used to working with that color palette, but luckily I feel like it looks good haha.

Now I’m off to try to draw the damn city of Yharnam because I'm too dumb to just take a screenshot—I have to draw it or I’ll feel like a useless artist.

[mushroom-punk]

why do all the gay people in my phone live in fucking narnia

[ijustreallywantagrilledcheese]

The amount of times I have had to say the phrase "that's why you have nipples" to cishet magats to explain why that one executive order is fucking stupid and why they can't attempt to cling to science like they do the bible because "facts don't care about your feelings" is honestly exhausting at this point.

Nice try, pal, but you can't exactly try and get one up on me on this one because for like four years from the age of 16-20 I had a neurodivergent hyperfixation on biology and fetal development so I know DAMN WELL that conception doesn't happen until a week after ejaculation and even THEN, it takes another 9 weeks for male development to occur if it does at all. Which, everyone say it with me, is why cis men have nipples.

[exteenpopstar]

now we are watching a movie where jeff goldblum and cyndi lauper are both psychics. psychicism seems to present along heavily gendered lines: if you're a man it's more like autism, if you're a woman it's more like a dissociative disorder. who's to say whether this is socially mediated

[solivagantingrebel]

I hope you guys like werepire Ghoap because I plotted the entire thing out today and wrote 2k words just now 💀

[reu8ell]

i need three politicians to die. immediately. hitler did it. whats stopping the other guys. come on now die die diediediediedie

[bbylovesxo]

if i could read in my sleep id be unstoppable

[elasticperception]

Astral Projection Meditation

Embark on a transformative journey with Elastic Perception’s guided sessions, designed to facilitate out-of-body experiences through structured techniques. Under the mentorship of Florentin Ionita, gain insights into spiritual dimensions and enhance emotional well-being. Access the free training video to initiate your practice and connect with a supportive community. Begin your astral projection meditation journey today.

[strangepersonthefirst]

A little story for you

This is between me and @falling-drops-of-ichor - I am the only one with a presence beyond this on the internet, so do not Bug them about this story. Some things, neither of us know. Ichor has had.. a history with me. We have been many things across their 3 lives in this one, and my 1:1 for this life. In short- We were called together once by a friend, and I saw the spark of astral in them. We were traumabonded, we did much- and in the end, I was the villain and left for my own health. Then that life died. In it's place, life 2 sprouted wings and was chained to the ground- and again, I met Ichor. I understood more, then. In life 2's span, I finally understood the fateweave- I could see it, process it. And I understood that someone had cord cut us, only for us to restructure ourselves back together. Not in the sense of soulmates, no. Soulmates are a more intimate bind- It was like someone built a shoddy little ladder of stardust. A million little connections to places unknown, and you'd almost think it Wrong were it not so wonderful in it's uniqueness. I left, Again- Things were too much for the both of us, I thought. And then.. What was 9 months ago, life 3's span began, the Ichor running fresh. and we met again- I gave them a place to be, we talked and understood. When people talk twinflames, I don't even think of this. Me and Ichor aren't twinflames- Some part of me wants to be bold and claim family, admittedly. Surprise, Ichor! But I know better- We are a bond forged in self-making. And this.. was the most subtle pull of fate i've ever had. Fate's hand is weirdly subtle, sometimes. This one? We hated eachother, on the first span. We tried to kill eachother, I almost think? and now, we share.. thoughts, and philosophy. And I remember more of them than themselves, and I will refuse to mourn a second of all those spans. Fate prevented us from killing eachother- and Fate made sure we sat down and continued sharing stories at the table.

[partywithponies]

I love writing Alex Drake so much that my fic put her in a void alone where the only person she can talk to is herself <3

[belowaveragesaber]

It was a surreal experience. Firstly, there was no sort of preparation — I'm the prince, there's no way the dragon would try to take me. If I met a dragon, it'd be to take it out! ...Or, more accurately, it'd be my free funeral precession, given I'm not going to butcher a migratory animal simply moving to warmer climate.

But secondly, the tower was... surprisingly not that bad? It was furnished, it was connected to a library... it only had feminine outfits, which was obvious given its usual clientele, but... Frankly, I had been looking for an excuse.

Did you know that the way dragons perform thaumaturgy is simply by speaking to the world around them? They command nature to output given effects directly, skipping the aria and magic circle stages entirely! God, it makes me wonder why I even wanted to study the faeries to begin with—

But this exact revelation could've only happened if I had gotten into this scenario! The time alone, with only a dragon for company, had given me truth.

...Knights were fewer and less common than I expected, frankly. I occasionally found myself sighing wistfully at the fantasy of a gallant, golden knight, but... well, lo and Behold, not many of them were gay. News had broken that I was the prince, not princess, after all.

So, I simply waited. I could use transmutation thaumaturgy to sustain myself, along with anything the dragon didn't eat. (Though the portions were a bit... big.) Every now and again, I decided to ingrain some Rituals into the construction of the tower.

And then I waited some more. The Rituals had begun to overlap with each other. Any arcanist worth their adamantine knows that layered Rituals get exponentially more complex, but can also allow for increased thaumaturgical potency. "By ten layers, even the laws of physics could be manipulated" was a common phrase. The domain of an old arcanist was an impenetrable fortress of bending space and shifting temperatures.

... And then I waited some more. My dad hadn't even sent a letter. I would've known if he did, too! I had set up a familiar network to acquire new books and find grimoires, and ended up stationing some around the tower out of sheer boredom. They played poker every now and again when I wasn't controlling them. Not one time did I see a letter. A pigeon. Not even a sprite! Seriously!

I think even the dragon could tell it was weighing on me. I had begun to converse with them via the language I had been learning slowly, painfully and thoroughly, and was surprised at the care they had in every word.

Time had lost its meaning, frankly—it was only a vessel from which more study may be performed. So I couldn't tell you how long it had been when I begun to see "It's" presence. "It" could hardly be called a person, but "It" could also not be called an object. Only "Something."

..."It" made me wonder things I hadn't pondered before. Why was it that nobody had done anything? Over the course of this scenario, I believe I had only seen two or three people, perhaps four.

"It" brought me clothing. "It" brought me knowledge. "It" brought me energy, fervor, windows and names.

Perhaps, if I used a layered ritual, I could deceive distance itself and invert the Astral Projection process to transport my physical body across space—then, I could figure out exactly what was happening. The mind was far easier to move than the body, of course, so I could simply set a second ritual to do that after.

...The air tore itself open as I ran through the circle placed upon the floor. What was once my window to the outer sky was now my window into my old room. Cold, unused... unloved.

You got kidnapped by a dragon because your uncle, the king, had no daughters. You were the closest thing the kingdom had to a princess.

[confessxcheese4tcc]

i wanna send a letter to lindsay so badly

CONFESSION #883

[trashshouldnt]

this is scheduled so it'll probably post when im already asleep but anyone else ever feel like their soul is peeling out of their body? like wow i am. Uncomfortable™

[wolvieispunk]

Ok this goes so hard bc I hc that when THEY (pl) became THE anchor being for Ware's timeline, they did merge, and now can't be separated.

Proximity fic. Can't find happiness without the other/red string of fate fic.

Yes I am working on it.

When being soulmates isn't enough so you need to merge your souls together