When we were doing the work of meditation and chanting, we both started regularly astral projecting. When I gave up doing the work, I slowly lost the ability. In my case the door I had opened, slowly closed.
But this was not the case for Stephen. After he stopped doing the work, his door did NOT close.
For many years after and to this day, Stephen has been experiencing a kind of psychic harassment.
There have been hundreds of incidents where he was about to fall asleep and then heard three loud knocks on the wall behind his head; always three knocks.
He regularly experiences uncontrollable astral projecting. When trying to sleep, he will eject out of his body and slam back in, again and again all night long, preventing him getting any sleep.
There is something we call the astral hurricane. You can hear it coming like a strong wind in the distance. Sometimes the astral body is blown out; flying high up into the sky, or it spins inside the physical body; blown and buffeted around inside the physical shell.
For me it was fun; I’d ride it like a wave made of wind, but for Stephen it would be far too intense; he said “it was like being in a tornado, being thrown around and beaten up, and I would hear deep menacing voices in the wind.”
Recently when Stephen was trying to sleep, he felt someone crawl into bed next to him. He could tell it wasn’t me. He ignored it and fell asleep. When he awoke in the morning he still felt a presence. Then a voice spoke in a clear, slightly Asian accent, saying the word “husband” in his ear.
In another recent incident, Stephen awoke in bed and saw a very large black figure next to him that was staring at him with yellow eyes. Stephen repeated three times, “what do you want from me?” It just continued to stare at him. At this point Stephen blacked out with no further memory.
This is what I mean when I described him being harassed; menacing voices and menacing beings. These were some of Stephen’s negative astral experiences, which were far outweighing any good ones.
