I made a plan to practice the Phase on Saturday night because Sunday morning was free and I could have time to practice the indirect techniques. It seems that I would have this luxury only once a week, so in future, I would have to figure out another way to enter the Phase so that I could practice more often.
I went to bed before midnight and set my alarm clock to go off in 6 hours. After the alarm clock went off, I made myself wake up completely: went to the washroom, drank some water, flicked through parts of Raduga’s book, read some paragraphs… My key to being completely awake was that my eyes felt wide open as if there is something inside holding the eye lids. My action plan was to do three things: look at the mirror, walk through the wall, and meet my beloved deceased grandfather. With these thoughts in mind, I went to bed again.
It was the first time I actually felt leaving my physical body. It is hard to explain but somehow instinctively felt like that it was time to stand up or roll out, then made the effort and somehow it happened. I didn’t quite realize what it was – standing up, rolling out or being pulled out – but somehow I was out of my bed and out of my body. Surprisingly, again I was not overly excited. But I just went with the plan!
I ran to the mirror and looked at it for a short while. Everything seems quite normal. Now it was time to run through the wall – boom! Ouch, it hurt! The wall was solid and impassable. Maybe I did not exercise enough control when doing it, so I try the other wall. The other wall was easier and I ended up being outside on the street.
OK, next my grandfather. But now the question was how would I attract him to me or where would I find him? The moment I thought about it, I saw a bus approaching. The doors open and he comes out! He is wearing a black hat and a dark blue mackintosh raincoat. I ran up to him and started asking him questions: How are you? Where are you now? Are you with grandma? He is silent but somehow I understood that he is without grandma. It disappoints me greatly and apparently the disappointment (weakening of concentration?) starts pulling me out of the Phase. I do not want to leave and seeing a green curtain with white flowers on it, I try to closely examine it to hold on to the Phase. The flowers become clearer but in the end, I still foul out. My first reaction was to get up and write everything down but on the second thought, I decide to fall back asleep and maybe try to get into the Phase again.
It seemed like I got back into the Phase the moment after I fell asleep. The first thought is what to do now? I have already completed my entire plan of action! It flashed in my mind that I needed to find my grandma now and figure out why she is not with my grandpa. I decide to go and find her via telephone by calling the local yellow pages (very stupid). I run up to the wall and see an old Soviet style phone without a receiver, hanging on the wall. How would I call? Being smart enough, I realize that since I am inside my own subconscious, I can make the phone have a receiver; and sure enough it shows up on the phone. I pick up the receiver, call the operator, tell the lady my grandma’s first and last name, but something scares me and I am out of the Phase for the second time.
I fell back to sleep again and somehow get into the Phase for the third time this night. Now I am at the seaside. I see the edge of the city on the horizon and am walking along the beach toward it holding something in my hand. There is some noise behind me which grows louder and louder. I turn around and see a huge wave coming my way. I start running and get pulled out of the Phase for the last time.