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Story of my first Astral Projection. War,Witch,Shadows

On the front lines in Ukraine, there’s a saying: “There are no atheists in the trenches.” Soldiers, facing death up close, choose to believe; without faith, the fear is just too overwhelming. But there’s a vast difference between believing in something and experiencing it firsthand. You can watch a war from afar, feel sympathy, even condemn its horrors, yet never know the darkness that surrounds those who live within its grip. You might go to church every week, seeking comfort in faith, yet still feel a lingering doubt about the afterlife—until the moment you find yourself standing beside your own silent body, watching from outside, a quiet observer on the edge of the unknown.

War

At the moment of me writing this article it's almost three years into the war, it's easy to think it was a mistake,to come to Ukraine and maybe you’re right. But back then, war felt like a distant fiction, a nightmare that couldn’t touch reality. However, now, looking back, I realize I had no way of avoiding what was destined to unfold. Each step on my path toward Out-of-Body Experiences, once random and aimless, now reveals a precise orchestration—something that I can't logically explain but can't deny either. It's as if I’ve unknowingly become part of a vast, hidden plan, an unwilling participant in a project far larger than I could have ever imagined, and something tells me that it’s just a beginning.

My story begins in February 2022, in the aftermath of a long and exhausting breakup with my fiancé. Searching for a fresh start, I decided to reconnect with my roots. I booked a flight from Toronto to Kyiv, hoping to spend time with my parents and old friends—people I hadn’t seen in years.

Little did I know, my search for peace would soon collide with chaos.

On the morning of February 24, 2022, at exactly 4 a.m., the world I’d known was torn apart. The first missiles struck administrative buildings and residential areas across Kyiv. I was jolted awake by my father’s voice, his words still echoing in my mind like a surreal nightmare: “Mark, wake up. The war has begun…”

My parents live in Kyiv, and at that moment, the situation around the Ukrainian capital was escalating rapidly. By 9 a.m., the first notifications came in: Russian mobile groups were roaming the city, engaging in firefights with the Ukrainian Army and Police, while the main enemy forces were gathering around the outskirts of the city in an attempt to encircle the capital. The battle for Kyiv had begun.

Machine gunfire echoed through the streets, making it too dangerous to go outside. But we knew that if Russian tanks entered the city and began to "clear the perimeter," the chances of survival for civilians would be almost nonexistent. Under the pressure of the situation, we were forced to make a quick decision: should we pack whatever we could into the family car and evacuate, taking the last road still controlled by the Ukrainian army? Or should we stay and prepare for a Russian siege of the capital?

Luckily, a friend of mine called while driving through the "corridor of life"—the last safe road out of the city—and reassured us that it was still safe to use. He and his wife were rushing to their village house in a relatively remote and safe area. He invited us to join them, emphasizing that it would be safer to stick together.

At first, my parents hesitated and didn’t want to leave, but after a few ballistic missiles hit a local power plant visible from the windows of their apartment—causing the entire 10-story concrete building to shake as if it were made of cardboard—the decision was made. We quickly packed up and left the city.

WITCH

After arriving at my friend's village house, we found out that, along with us and my friend's family, he had invited 2 other people to stay in his house, and they had brought their families as well while running from Kyiv. The house was overcrowded, but at that moment, it didn’t matter. Now, since all the explosions and other sounds of war were relatively far away, everyone was starting to reflect on the new reality of their life. Some people were crying, some had fallen into a stupor, or were calling their friends trying to figure out where they were. Among us were also a few older people who, after experiencing such intense stress, felt really bad and required specific meds that weren’t accessible in the village, which was so far from the big city. My friend and I, since we were able to handle physical and mental stress better than others at that moment, decided to go into the village to see if, by any chance, the locals might have the meds that the older people in our group needed.

Unfortunately for us, no one from the locals had the medicine we were looking for. Instead, at least 5 different families from the same village that we were asking for help suggested we go to the house of a local woman who was collecting herbs throughout the season, making meds out of them, and presenting it as “folk medicine,” selling those to the locals who didn’t have enough money to afford treatment at the hospital in the big city or just didn’t trust “modern medicine,” preferring the “old ways” instead.

Some people even referred to this woman as no less than a “local witch,” who, besides her vast knowledge of herbal medicine, had the ability to heal with words and hands, see and predict the future, talk to spirits, remove the evil eye, and a whole other spectrum of superpowers, which varied with each new family advertising her to us.

I remember similar stories about such people from the time when I was a schoolkid. It always was a scam where religious people, who had lost their belief in the ability of clinical medicine to cure them from some deadly disease, were looking for help in the hands of witches, witchers, self-proclaimed saints, spiritual teachers, and fake monks, all of them promising salvation and a better future. The nineties in a post-Soviet republic were a golden time and place for such charlatans.

I wasn’t considering this “local witch” even as an option, but after visiting a few more houses and being unsuccessful in finding the necessary pills, my friend, out of lack of other options, suggested we go and visit that woman. At least if her herbal meds didn’t work, they had less chance of being harmful due to their natural nature.

When we came to the “witch's house,” we were met by a pretty active woman in her sixties, living with her daughter in a brick, one-story house that wouldn’t stand out from any other neighboring house in the village: a well-kept yard, a garden, and a section where people usually kept chickens, pigs, and cattle. Nothing would indicate that the owner of this place possessed any type of extravagant knowledge or abilities.

After a short chat with the “witch” and explaining our problem and what we were looking for, she told us that she would be able to help us, but she needed time to mix and prepare the medicine, so she invited us in and escorted us to one of the rooms in her house that served as her office for appointments with locals. It was a small, dim room with white walls, a wooden ceiling, a round red carpet on the wooden floor in the middle of the room, a small square window at the far end, a couch by the wall on the right, a vintage set consisting of a table and three chairs on the left, and a rack to the left of the door to the room with dozens of glass jars, bottles, a few plates, candles from the church, books, and a few Bibles. The walls were decorated with texts of prayers and old Christian Orthodox icons of various saints.

While we were exploring the room, she went out to mix the herbs. It didn’t take her long to do it, and in a few minutes, she was back with a paper package in her hands. She passed it to my friend, since I remained skeptical about this woman, and it was my friend who insisted on the necessity of visiting “the witch.” He was the one who had been talking to her the entire time. She took a few more minutes to explain the dosage and how to use the medicine. He paid her, and when we were about to leave, for some reason, she turned to me and asked if I could stay because she had something that she needed to tell me face to face. I was surprised. My friend and I looked at each other. He noticed my confusion. Without waiting for my answer, he said that he would wait for me in the car, said goodbye to the “witch,” and went outside.

Once we were left alone, she offered me to take a seat on the couch while she took a seat in a chair behind the table across the room. For a moment, we remained silent. She was just staring at me, saying nothing. It was an awkward pause, and only I was about to break the silence by asking her “how can I help her?” when she went ahead of me, saying:

“- I see that you have problems with your woman.”

It was a weird moment. Yes, I broke up with my fiancée a month ago, but since I was always the type of person who preferred to go through the storm of life’s circumstances inside my own head without sharing it with others, there was no chance someone else would know it. I thought maybe it was her lucky guess and that this lady was a good psychologist who somehow learned to read people by external signs like facial expressions or body movements. I had met such people before, who could read your hidden issues only by seeing your mimical reactions, the way you walk, and hearing the sound of your voice.

But as soon as I had this thought, she suddenly started bombarding me with random facts about my ex, describing her eye color, hairstyle, and the way she looked, where she lived, what her main disadvantages and psychological problems were, along with precisely describing my feelings towards her. I sat there with my mouth open. If it was a trick aimed to surprise me, it certainly was working.

Once she finished retelling the story of my recent unsuccessful relationship in all its details and took a pause, I finally squeezed out a question that had been bothering me the entire time while I was listening to her: “- How do you do this?” She smiled and replied: “- I just saw it, that’s all.” And while I was trying to process what was happening, she decided to seize the initiative and start explaining why she had asked me to stay.

According to her, she saw that I had some “black knot” around my heart area that apparently was a result of communication with people who were negatively disposed towards me, and she wanted to help me remove it. At that particular moment, her words didn’t make any sense to me. Only later on, after being unable to deny or explain the experiences that began unfolding in my life, did I start my research in the field of the “paranormal” and come to the conclusion that people like Valentina (that was the name of the “witch”) often have the ability to see what in Eastern esoteric tradition is referred to as the human aura. But due to the lack of education and the way people acquire these extraordinary abilities, they often can’t explain what they see or the physics of how it works.

Once Valentina told me about the “black knot,” I didn’t know how to react since I didn’t understand what she meant. As if she sensed that and wanted to make her point clear, she asked me if I was feeling any pressure or heaviness in my chest. Somehow, Valentina was right again. I had been experiencing such a feeling for a few months at that point and always thought about it as pressure on my heart. But I never added any “mysticism” to it. I tended to believe that it was a side effect from the COVID-19 vaccine I was forced to take to be able to take an international flight from Canada, and I was planning to visit a doctor as soon as I had a chance to do a medical check of my heart.

At this point, I completely gave up on trying to rationalize how she was doing it, and my skepticism was replaced by curiosity. I was waiting for what would come next. Valentina told me that to remove the “black knot,” she would need to perform a ritual and assured me that it would not take long. I agreed. She moved one of the chairs to the middle of the room and asked me to sit. Meanwhile, she took a deep plate from the rack, filled it with water from a glass bottle, and gave it to me so I could hold it on my lap while sitting. In the meantime, she took a church candle, lit it, and held it over the top of my head. At the moment when the smoke started coming from the lit candle, she leaned over my head, brought the candle closer to her mouth, and began to mumble something, making short rocking movements back and forth. From time to time, she would briefly leave her trance state only to loudly vocalize the episodes of my life that were waiting for me in the future and would quickly return to her muttering again. The whole process lasted for about 5 minutes. In the end, when she came back to consciousness and moved away from me, she asked me to wash my face with the water from the plate I had been holding on my lap the entire time, explaining that it was holy water from the local church.

After we finished, the pressure in my chest didn’t disappear, and I told it to Valentina. She reassured me that I had no need to worry and that in a few hours, the feeling would be gone. She said that we were done and I could go to my friend, who was waiting for me in the car. I thanked her for the help, and we said goodbye. Later, on our way back to my friend’s village house, I suddenly heard a click in my head and felt as if water that had gotten into my ears after swimming had suddenly, with the click, gone out, and now I could hear much better. Next, what I felt was that the pressure in my chest slowly started to go away, and by the time we arrived back at the house, it was completely gone.

The DREAM

After we arrived, my skepticism returned, and I spent the rest of the day reflecting on what had happened, trying to explain it to myself. I settled on a version where Valentina was a master of hypnosis, and it gave me some ground under my feet, at least for a short time. Today, when I look back, I often laugh at myself and my naive attempt to hold on to the world that I was used to, but little did I know at that time that everything I knew about life was meant to be questioned, and the choice for that was made a long time ago, before I was even alive…

In the evening of the same day, when I finally went to sleep, I passed out in seconds. I was emotionally exhausted and tired. It was a long and strange day, but what was coming was even stranger. After I fell asleep, the darkness of unconsciousness wasn't too long. In what felt like a few minutes, for some reason, I found myself standing in endless green fields under the blue sky and shining sun. Suddenly, realization came to me: this place isn’t real. Just a moment ago, I was in bed in my friend's village house, and it’s February — there should be no green grass and sun outside. Jesus, I'm dreaming, and I can recognize it. I was lucid dreaming. My excitement went through the roof. I knew that some people are able to be conscious while sleeping. I read about this before, but I never expected that one day I would experience it myself. Even though I knew it was a dream, everything seemed so real — my body, the grass under my feet, the feeling of the sun on my skin. The colors were so bright, it was an amazing experience. When I finally shook off the initial excitement, I decided to look around and see what else I could find or do. I turned around and saw behind my back an old Anglican wooden chapel standing on the shore of a small lake. The wooden walls had turned gray over time and were covered with mold. It looked like it had been abandoned and no one had visited it for a long time. On the small hill left of the chapel, I saw a graveyard with maybe 5-7 graves that were surrounded by a fence. One grave, left of the chapel, had an old, huge willow tree growing next to it. The scene looked peaceful and didn’t frighten me at all, so I decided to get closer and inspect the location. While walking toward the chapel, at some point, I thought I heard the sound of clapping, singing, and laughing. With each new step, the sound became more obvious. When I was finally approaching the chapel, it became clear that the noise was created by people who were celebrating something behind the building. Cautiously, I peered around the corner, and what I saw made me freeze in place.

I saw my ex-girlfriend sitting on a chair, holding a doll the size of a child on her lap. My ex’s face was twisted with a weird, frustrated smile. Around the chair where she was sitting, a swarm of people dressed in black suits and dresses were holding hands and doing a round dance. I took a better look and recognized those people. It was her family and friends. They were laughing, singing, and smiling as if they were all high. Some of them had creepy, psychotic smiles. The whole scene looked frightening. I thought maybe my ex needed help. I slowly approached the scene, but there was no reaction from the crowd. They acted as if I wasn't there and just kept having fun. I came closer to my ex-girlfriend and called her name, but she didn’t hear me either. Upon closer inspection, I saw that she was afraid but trying to mask her fear with a fake smile, occasionally catching someone’s glimpse as if she was looking for approval from the people in the crowd around her. I tried calling her a few more times and even grabbed her hand but quickly realized that none of them could see me and that my attempts to help her would bring no result. I turned around and left the scene. Once I went behind the church, I was kicked out of my first lucid dream back into reality and found myself lying on a bed in my friend's village house.

This outstanding dream was a very exciting experience, but what it meant remains a mystery to me. Why did I see my ex? Why was she holding a doll? And what was that weird dance for? Somewhere after a week, I gave up on overthinking what happened and decided to call Valentina and ask if she could shed some light on what I had experienced. After all, it happened after I visited her. Valentina listened to me, but she was a woman of few words. She said that it was a sign for me and that I should wait — and she was right again. In April of the same year, when the Russians realized that they would not be able to take the Ukrainian capital and their troops began to retreat from the city, my family and I decided to return to Kyiv, and soon I got a call from my friend in Toronto who told me the “news” that my ex was pregnant. In nine months, she gave birth to a girl.

I couldn’t believe what happened, but denying the objective reality was stupid too. Somehow, I saw what would happen to the person I was attached to, a year in advance. I didn’t know how it worked. I didn’t know what I should do with it, but one thing I could say for sure — I was intrigued. In my favor, the Ukrainian government closed the borders for all male citizens, and since I had a Ukrainian passport, I was stuck in the country without having a chance to return to Canada. So, now I had plenty of free time on my hands and I was craving answers. I decided that I wanted to try to repeat my prophetic lucid dream in hope that if I succeeded, I would have a chance to better understand the nature of the phenomenon and maybe even learn how to do it whenever I wanted, instead of having it randomly by chance. My logic was simple. I didn’t believe that it was a gift from God that could be experienced only once in a lifetime. I thought that if it could be done once, it could be repeated again. Miracles don’t exist; all I needed was the formula, the key, the hidden catch to understand how it works, and I would be able to master it.

As the first step in my extraordinary research, I decided to call Valentina and ask if she could teach me or at least consult on how I could repeat my experience. To my surprise, she wasn’t very enthusiastic about sharing her knowledge with me. She rejected my offer, saying that it took her 10 years to master her abilities after her father passed his knowledge to her. Besides that, a person must have an inclination for this “craft,” so basically it was a polite NO. But my curiosity was too big to give up, so I started my journey on my own. In the next six months, I read dozens of books, watched thousands of videos, attended numerous paid trainings, took private sessions with gurus, and practiced again and again and again. Unfortunately, 99% of all the information that went through me wasn’t working, but that 1%... when I finally felt it, I knew I was onto something.

SPIRITS

Once I started concentrating all my efforts and practicing the exercises from the 1% that were giving the most results, my lucid dreams became more frequent. But for some reason, in those dreams, I wasn't receiving any information that manifested itself in the same way as it did in the dream about my ex. Instead, I became exposed to a whole new layer that could be accessed through the dream world, a layer that my rational mind was barely able to accept.

One of the remarkable cases happened to me when I was practicing my meditation skills so I could better control my consciousness in the dream. I was doing my routine meditation while sitting on my bed in the absolute darkness of my room, with my eyelids closed and the sleeping mask on top. Nothing odd was happening; inside my head, it was a regular battle trying to stop the random thoughts from coming in and gaining inner silence. First, I was failing, but eventually, I took control and was enjoying my state of mind. However, for some reason, this time it felt as though I was rapidly going somewhere deep. Besides the absolute emptiness inside my mind, I also noticed strange sensations all around my body. It felt as though I was getting electrically charged, and my whole skin was covered with goosebumps.

Next came the vision. Behind my closed eyelids, I saw slowly emerging outlines of the furniture that stood in my room in front of where I was meditating. The scene was weird—it looked as though the fog was receding, revealing interior elements hidden in it. Gradually, it reached a degree where I was seeing the whole room in a manner that reminded me of when you come into a dark room and, at first, you can't see anything, but then your eyes adjust to the dark, and you start to see better.

It was a fascinating thing to watch. First, I thought maybe I had gotten too relaxed and fallen asleep, and now I was dreaming my room—the last thing I had seen before I went into meditation. I started thinking and trying to analyze what was happening but eventually lost control over my thoughts, and my vision vanished in the same manner it had appeared, just a moment ago.

In the next few months, the same vision would repeat so often that eventually, I lost the initial excitement and started treating it as something regular. Then one day, while meditating, when I was seeing my room again, I saw a little girl standing in the far left corner of the room. It was something unusual to see, and it freaked me out. When I saw her silhouette emerging from the fog, along with the rest of my room's interior, I got scared and occasionally snapped out of my trance state.

The next day, I saw her again, but this time I calmed myself down and was able to get a better look at her. The girl standing at the corner of my room, staring at me, reminded me of the dead teen from the movie The Ring. She was wearing some sort of dirty nightgown, and she had long dark hair that fell down from her head, entirely covering her face. She was barefoot, and her skin had a gray color, as if she had been dead for several days or even weeks.

Since then, this creepy-looking girl became a part of the vision of my room in each meditation. She never moved or said anything; she was just standing at the corner of my room, staring at me through her dark hair. At first, it bothered me a lot, but after a few more times, when I realized that she could do me no harm, I started ignoring her and explaining her appearance to myself as a visual representation of my subconscious fear that my mind was projecting into my vision during the trance state.

However, one day, when things weren’t going well for me and I lost my emotional balance, I went into my routine meditation, hoping to calm myself down. First, I stopped my internal dialogue, and then the familiar feeling of being electrically charged came, followed by the vision of my room and the girl in the corner. I sat there for a while silently, but the feeling of anger was growing inside me with each passing second. I shifted my concentration onto the creepy girl. Her silent presence was pissing me off even more, and she wasn’t giving me a chance to concentrate. I was willing to confront her, even though I knew this was all happening inside my mind. With my internal voice full of anger and hate, I told her to "F*** off" and not to bother me while I was trying to meditate.

I was about to say something else, but suddenly, for the first time ever, I saw the corpse-like girl move. Her head went slightly up as if she were trying to see me better. The next second, she made a long jump toward me. Her hair flew in all directions, revealing a horrific gray face with two deep holes instead of eyes, distorted with a grimace of hatred and agony. In the jump, her body took a horizontal position, and her gray corpse-like hands were extended forward as if she were aiming to grab me.

I freaked out and reflexively tilted to the right. At the same moment, I felt a scratch on my left cheek and saw her fly over my left shoulder, disappearing into the wall behind me. I instantly ripped my sleeping mask off my face and turned the light on. I was alone in the room, and it looked like it had just been a hallucination brought on by the deep trance, even though the scratch on my cheek was suspiciously very perceptible…

After that incident, I never saw the dead girl again. But the vision of my dark room remained and continued happening daily. About a week after my spooky experience, during a meditation when I reached the phase where I was seeing my room and observing it for some time, I saw how the door to my room was slightly opened, and my cat silently sneaked inside. In my vision, after she entered the room, she made a few steps and I saw her silhouette take a seat in front of my bed, probably to observe what I was doing. Her appearance in my meditation was distracting my concentration and disturbing my inner peace, so I thought that maybe it was enough for today and I should wrap up.

Continuing to sit in complete darkness, I took off the sleeping mask, slowly opened my eyes, and reached for my phone to check the time. When I turned on the phone and the screen light went on, illuminating the whole room, I was very surprised to see that my cat was sitting in front of my bed, exactly at the same place where I had just seen her a moment ago during my vision. I was confused. I turned on the flashlight and pointed it at my cat to make sure that what I was seeing was real. The light from the flashlight made her squint her eyes. She didn’t like it and left the room through the door that was slightly opened.

This experience raised new questions. Before, I had been using meditation as a tool to train my consciousness and improve my lucid dreams. But after researching the topic more closely, I found out that some practitioners, by using certain meditations, can experience the phenomenon of separating from their own body. More skilled and experienced individuals can leave their bodies completely and then travel to distant places around the world or even the universe.

This was my first time dipping my toe into Astral Projection or Out of Body Experience. Of course, before that, I had heard famous stories about people who returned from clinical death, reporting weird things like seeing what was happening in the surgical room while they were unconscious. They were cool stories to listen to, and they even gave hope for some form of afterlife, but they always seemed too extraordinary to imagine that I could experience something similar just by meditating in my room. But one thing that was even more mind-boggling than the ability to leave your body was that people who were experiencing Astral Projection firsthand on a regular basis were reporting seeing intelligent beings that could communicate with humans while they were out of body. Often, such beings were described as spirits, ghosts, shadows, or people who had recently passed away and got lost in the vast landscape of the afterlife world. I was terrified.

According to the information I found, during my meditations, what I was perceiving as a vision of my room was, in reality, my "astral head" slightly separating from my body to the point where I could see my room without needing to use physical eyes. What was even more disturbing was that I was supposed to accept that some freaky-looking spirit was constantly present in my room, standing and watching me, and eventually attacking me when I decided to confront her.

The second time I came across something too crazy to be true, but at the same time too hard to deny and pretend it didn’t happen, ignited my curiosity. The controversial nature of these experiences encouraged me to dive deeper.

First Projection

With the continuation of my training and constant improvement of my techniques, I soon began to feel a new, strange sensation of floating whenever my body became too relaxed and I started to fall asleep. Sometimes, this feeling would be so intense that it would wake me up. I remember one time when I was very tired and passed out almost immediately when I finally got to bed, but woke up just a few minutes later due to the intense sensation of something pulling me upward. I had fallen asleep while lying on my side, and when I felt myself rising, I exerted a great effort to resist falling into a deeper sleep and losing consciousness completely. Occasionally, in this semi-state, my eyes would alternately open and close, giving me a strange vision and a sense of flying above my bed at a height of about 1.5 meters, then falling rapidly back down, only to rise again and fall once more. Eventually, I opened my eyes fully and found myself lying in the same position on the bed as when I had fallen asleep just moments earlier.

At this point, I knew I was close to Astral Projection, but I wasn't satisfied. In my opinion, I couldn't call this experience legitimate. It was too brief, too episodic, and didn't provide solid evidence, like being out of my body and seeing it lying on the bed while I flew around and observed the surroundings outside the room. But one day, my prayers were heard, and help came from an unexpected source.

One night, when missile and drone attacks on Kyiv were especially intense, I went to sleep only at 4 a.m. when it finally calmed down. Due to physical exhaustion, I fell asleep very quickly, but the sleep was shallow and not deep, as my consciousness was overstimulated by the sounds of sirens and rocket explosions in my neighborhood. Through the dream, I began to feel the familiar sensation of rising into the air. I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn’t. I was flying somewhere in complete darkness. Suddenly, I felt my movement stop, and at the same time, my vision began to return. At first, everything was blurry, but gradually, as if I were waking up, it became clearer, and soon I could focus on the objects around me.

I realized I was standing in a dark room, similar in size to mine, but with unfamiliar furniture arranged in ways that signaled I was somewhere else. Suddenly, I saw a short, bright figure emerging from the darkness and moving toward me. I tried to focus on it and saw that it was a boy. The child’s silhouette was so bright that it looked as though someone had attached a lamp to his back, casting light from behind. As he got closer and stood in front of me, I noticed that his body was transparent, almost like it was made of smoke or cloud. I was fascinated. Unlike the creepy ghost in my room, this boy looked completely normal aside from being transparent. He seemed to be around 10–12 years old. I didn't feel fear or threat, so I just stood there, watching to see what would happen next.

The boy looked very curious and examined me with his eyes, scanning me up and down several times. Then, he looked into my eyes and, as if concluding his analysis, said, “She doesn't want you to wake up here, but you are sleeping.” The last part of his phrase struck me like a lightning bolt. I had been so fascinated by what I was seeing that I had completely forgotten that just a few minutes earlier, I had fallen asleep and my body was lying in bed.

Once I thought about my body, something happened, and the next second, I was standing in my room in front of my bed, looking at my body lying there, asleep. I was shocked—I had finally done it. I was out of my body and standing there, staring at myself in disbelief. The next moment, I thought it would be good to look around rather than waste this experience by just watching my body. I started to move away from my bed, and as I looked down, I saw a very dark cloud floating above the floor near the front end of my bed. It was so close to me that it was touching my feet. The cloud was so dark that it reminded me of smoke from a burning tire. It wasn't too large—about the size of a pillow—but it constantly changed shape, elongating or becoming round like a ball.

Suddenly, something round that resembled a head appeared on top of the black cloud. It had two red glowing dots that blinked. Each time the head blinked, the red dots disappeared for a second and then reappeared. The head moved around, and I saw the red dots following it. Then, the cloud's head turned upward, and its eyes stopped on me. A thought flashed through my head: This thing is alive.

At that moment, I was overwhelmed with absolute fear and panic. I entered fight-or-flight mode and went into a rampage. I began trampling the creature, but my foot passed right through it, doing no damage. The creature started to panic, stretching and thinning out, crawling away from me, trying to hide in the narrow gap between the wall and the bed. I took a quick glance at my body—still lying there. The thought that this thing was trying to hide under the bed while I was lying on it made me absolutely frantic. I quickly bent down and grabbed the dark cloud with my hands to prevent it from escaping. The cloud felt very light and soft, like fur. I squeezed it with all my strength, and I thought I heard it squealing in panic. Suddenly, a bizarre thought struck me: What if I’m fighting my cat right now?

I was still holding the cloud, but the thought of my cat made me ease up on the intensity of my attack. The cloud made another strange noise, and I pulled it closer to my ear to listen more closely. I felt the soft texture of fur on my cheek, and then I heard, “MEOW!” right by my ear. I thought, Jesus, it’s not a cloud—I'm fighting my cat while sleepwalking!!!

Immediately, I released the cloud and threw it on the ground. I yelled to myself, “WAKE UP!” At the next moment, I felt an invisible force pulling me toward my bed. For a second, everything went dark, and then I opened my eyes to find myself lying in bed. I jumped up immediately and started searching for my cat, but I couldn't find her. The door to my room was closed, and it seemed like I was alone, so I went out of the room and began searching the apartment. I found her standing on a couch, on all fours, with her tail raised and her fur ruffled. She looked sleepy but utterly terrified, as if she had just woken up from a nightmare. It seemed I was right—I had been fighting my cat, but it wasn’t a physical fight.

I went over to her, petted her, and calmed her down, apologizing for attacking her and scaring her. Later, a few weeks later, I ran into my neighbor who lived in the apartment above me. We chatted for a bit, and he told me that he was planning to send his wife and two kids to Poland to visit his mother, who had been staying there since the beginning of the war. His plan was to send his kids to a “quiet place” so they could get a break from the constant air raid alarms happening every night. He also mentioned that the main reason for this was that his son and daughter were so afraid to sleep in their room alone at night that each night, they would come to their parents’ bedroom and sleep in the same bed. His biggest concern was his younger son, who he thought had been so badly affected by the sounds of night explosions that he was experiencing the same recurring nightmare each night—seeing a male ghost visit him.

The next time I met his son at the entrance of our apartment building, I asked how his sleep had been recently and told him that I had seen his father a few days ago, and he mentioned that the boy was having severe nightmares. The boy turned to me and responded with just one phrase: “My sister sees him too; she just doesn’t want to tell my father.” Then, he went upstairs to his apartment. Later, I found out that the kids’ room, where the boy and his sister slept, was directly above my bedroom…

P.S.

You’ve just read a brief version of my story. In reality, it’s much more expansive, with numerous side discoveries made along my journey to master controversial skills like Out-of-Body travel. Moving forward, I want to emphasize that this ability is not a gift reserved for a select few—it's something that is available to all people on Earth. I firmly believe that it’s crucial for the greater good of humanity that such skills are acknowledged, learned, and practiced by as many individuals as possible. By doing so, they can positively influence the collective consciousness, shifting the trajectory of human thought and, consequently, our actions. This transformation could offer humanity the chance to evolve and break free from the cycles of war, violence, and widespread ignorance.

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Introduction to Kumbh Mela Tour

Welcome to our blog, where you can explore the spiritual journey of a lifetime—Book Kumbh Mela Tour today. Being a Kumbh Mela does not signify mere religious gathering but itself an experience-a cultural phenomenon offering newness in an experience to millions of devotees and travelers. The next Kumbh Mela scheduled to be held at Prayagraj promises to be such a heaving experience that many more people shall come closer to their faith.

With Kumbh Mela Tour Packages prepared in the intention of comfort and access, this is one experience you cannot afford to miss, as it is once in a lifetime to be part of the largest peaceful congregation in the world. From luxury tents to shuttle services, our Prayagraj Kumbh Mela Tour Packages include everything you may need if you want to enjoy the festival in style and comfort.

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Kumbh Mela Tour Packages: A Journey Like No Other

Kumbh Mela is a once-in-a-lifetime spiritual sojourn. This festival is repeated in cycles at the four holy places—Prayagraj, Haridwar, Nashik, and Ujjain—and attracts millions of devotees who take a holy dip in the holy rivers. For 2025, this holy event will be witnessed in Prayagraj at Triveni Sangam, the confluence of the Ganga, Yamuna, and Saraswati rivers. So, selecting a comprehensive Kumbh Mela Package is essential to maximizing your spiritual journey.

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Plan a Kumbh Mela tour with us to make your spiritual tour to Prayagraj smooth and meaningful. Be it luxury or budget-friendly, our packages for Kumbh Mela Tour Packages include all these highlights:

Booking of Luxury Camps: Stay at well-furnished tents that are just near the ghats, giving comfort and a place where all the key events take place.

Transportation: Shuttle service to the Kumbh Mela makes getting around the festival easier.

Guided tour: Expert guides are with you, so you remain well-informed about the rituals and meaning of the festival; thus, your spiritual experience would be all the richer.

Vegetarian meals included: Traditional vegetarian fare is also included in the package offered under the Kumbh Mela.

Royal Bathing: Witness all the sacred dates for Shahi Snan from Makar Sankranti up to Basant Panchami. Ensure you experience your revered rituals, untroubled by the anxiety of booking luxury Prayagraj Kumbh Mela Camps Package.

Kumbh Mela 2025: Important Dates to Remember

Important dates for Prayagraj Kumbh Mela Tour Packages 2025, especially for Royal Bathing ceremonies. Remember these on your calendar:EventBathing DateSignificancePaush Poornima13 January 2025 (Monday)An auspicious full moon day for early bathingMakar Sankranti (Shahi Snan)14 January 2025 (Tuesday)Royal Bathing marks the sun's entry into CapricornMauni Amavasya (Shahi Snan)29 January 2025 (Wednesday)A day for silent meditation and spiritual bathsBasant Panchami (Shahi Snan)3 February 2025 (Monday)Royal Bathing day, symbolizing new beginningsAchla Saptami4 February 2025 (Tuesday)Important bathing for purificationMaghi Poornima12 February 2025 (Wednesday)Full moon day considered highly auspiciousMaha Shivratri26 February 2025 (Wednesday)Devotees pray and bathe to honor Lord Shiva

All such sacred ceremonies you would be able to view once you book your tour package for Kumbh Mela Prayagraj.

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Book Prayagraj Kumbh Mela Tour Package well in time so that you don't miss this spiritual experience. Luxury accommodation options for Kumbh Mela are filling fast, so the quicker you book, the better your chances are at securing premium spots for Royal Bathing.

Kumbh Mela Accommodation: Luxury and Comfort

Competition and accommodation go hand in hand during Kumbh Mela. Our online Kumbh Mela accommodation booking is created for the convenience of the devotees to make a booking in advance. And whether you are a luxurious person in quest of Prayagraj Kumbh Mela tour packages or you are easygoing about it, it doesn't matter.

If you are staying in luxury camps at Kumbh Mela, that is going to truly make your experience one of the richest and most memorable. As far as Luxury Camps Booking at Kumbh Mela at Prayagraj go, they offer the following kinds of booking options:

Spacious, big tents with all modern amenities like bathrooms and WiFi in them.

Close to the Royal Bathing Ghats. They can easily reach the river.

You can avail personal services, like getting traditional meals arranged and guides on hand to help you during the festival.

For all those who are searching for the most comprehensive Prayagraj Kumbh Mela experience, here we come with luxury camps of Kumbh Mela. The tent will ensure that utmost comfort and convenience are afforded to you so that you can concentrate more on the spiritual aspect of the event.

Budget-Friendly Accommodation Options

We also offer budget-friendly Kumbh Mela Tour packages so that everyone can participate in the festival. We have a basic tent for these packages.

To make a comfortable stay at very reasonable prices, accommodation in the form of dormitories is available. To access ghats and festive activities, all accommodations have been planned so that it reaches comfortably.

Food and Shopping Facility at the Kumbh Mela

Kumbh Mela is a religious pilgrimage and cultural event both, wherein Food and Shopping Options at the Kumbh Mela and have elaborate tastes. Here, from vegetarian foods, pilgrims and visitors enjoy a range that reflects the simplicity and devotion of the event. Here, one can relish local vendors selling handicrafts, religious articles, and souvenirs.

Conclusion: Why You Should Book Kumbh Mela Tour?

Prayagraj Kumbh Mela Tour Packages 2025 is but a spiritual odyssey and is sure to be transformational and unforgettable. Attractions include the majestic Shani Snan, or Royal Bathing, and India's rich cultural and religious heritage-behaving like insatiable activities that have no comparison with any other event.

Whether you would like a luxury extensive Prayagraj Kumbh Mela tour or a budget-friendly one, do not wait. Book Prayagraj Kumbh Mela Tour Package now and look for a place in this spectacular event. Whether your Kumbh Mela tour package happens to provide you with luxury camps booking at Kumbh Mela, guided tours, and above all, the coveted participation in the Shahi Snan, you will have everything that will help make this pilgrimage absolute.

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Why Kumbh Mela with Epic Yatra?

The spiritual journey on the Epic Yatra is always a memorable event. Actually, the Kumbh Mela Spiritual Package is a perfect combination of peaceful events, cultural exploration, and sacred rites. Whether you want to see this historic celebration in every aspect or just take holy baths in the holy rivers, our Kumbh Mela Packages are specifically designed to fulfill your spiritual desires.

Thus, reserve your unique Kumbh Mela Spiritual Package right away and experience faith, dedication, and tradition in a way that only Epic Yatra can.

If you want to learn more about the Kumbh Mela, Epic Yatra offers expertly designed pilgrimage packages that cater to everyone, from devoted individuals and families seeking spiritual growth to those eager to experience this grand festival.

Frequently Asked Questions

1. What does a Kumbh Mela travel package include?

Generally, a Kumbh Mela travel package includes staying, fooding, transportation, and guided tours. Packages vary from luxury tents to budget options.

2. How early should I book my package for Kumbh Mela?

Since you can book your Kumbh Mela tour well in advance, especially if you have an interest in attending the Royal Bathing, which is known as Shahi Snan. Mostly, people arrange for Kumbh Mela tours in advance to avoid congestions and long waiting lines.

3. Do luxury camps for Kumbh Mela exist?

Yes, we allow booking of luxury camps for Kumbh Mela. Luxury camps provide convenient and modern stays close to the ghats.

4. What is the cost of a Kumbh Mela tour package?

Kumbh Mela tour packages start from Rs 35,500 per person. It is different as various people choose different accommodation and services.

5. Can non-Hindus visit the Kumbh Mela?

Yes, the Kumbh Mela is for all people and their faith. This is a holy and cultural event for each human being.

6. What are some of the major events of Kumbh Mela?

The most significant one is Royal Bathing (Shahi Snan), in which million pilgrims have a holy dip in the holy rivers.

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