My first OBE (Out of Body Experience)

My first OBE (Out of Body Experience)

It was 6th March, 2010. It was the independence day of my country, Ghana and I had spent the whole holiday indoors watching the ceremony on TV. I stepped out briefly to have a tête-à-tête with a next door neighbour. Our houses were separated by a wall and we chatted over the wall. She was Dede. Dede was my partner in metaphysical sciences and we both tried a lot of things.

She was almost always quiet and self reserved. She was extremely knowledgeable. I jealous Dede's head. She was the first lady I tried telepathy with and she was my first tutor in meditation until I mastered the science.
It was forty five minutes past five that faithful Saturday, when the sun was about resting from a busy day. Dede positioned her head closer, and I knew she had something for me.
"Cliff you can try it one more time tonight", Dede said with much conviction in her eyes. "But I have done it so many unsuccessful times, how different is today from the last time", I asked with so much worry in my voice. It appeared astral projection was not meant for me. Or maybe I was too anxious?. Dede encouraged me to try it once more for the last time, and handed me a folded piece of white paper. "Good luck and all the best!", she wished me as she walked away.

Later that night around 11pm, I opened the paper Dede had given to me and I wasn't surprised at its content. That was what she did when we both were going to try telepathy. They were short notes she had prepared about soul travelling.
I laid very still in bed and everything in my room was calm except my thoughts. I battled so many sounds and thoughts in my mind. For once I thought of death, I wondered if my soul never returned to my body or if it delayed and my body was carried to the mortuary in the morning. Many funny thoughts were teasing my little brain. Suddenly I heard my phone rang and it was my mum, she had called to tell me to pray before I sleep, I was more frightened by the call. My mother never called me that late in the night, had she had some revelations about me. I didn't ask her why and said a very fallible good night to her. She might have sensed the fear in my voice.
I was terrified but I badly needed to experience some thing mystical. It was fun listening to Dede tell me her stories about the many times she travelled out of her sexy body. I needed this and felt this was my last chance. Dede had assured me of success earlier that day and I believed Dede so much.
Just when I could close my eyes, my phone rang again, and the sound awakened a certain panic in me. This time it was Dede on the other end of the line. She had called to wish me well and had advised that I tranquil my mind. That too was a science I learned from her.

It was 12:10am and the atmosphere was gentle. The wind blew in through the half opened window. And the curtains that covered the windows could be seen dancing salsa with the shadow of a trouser I had hanged on a nail in the wall close to the windows. I walked steadily to my mirror and I wasn't sure I saw my reflection, well whatever I saw was a mental picture. Finally I dumped myself in my bed and buried myself in a piece of blanket. I started to lull my thoughts. When I had gained control of that, I was able to calm myself. I laid down there motionless and I breathed through my anus.

I entered into my conscious 'sleep' stage, when I could see everything through my random access eye, though my eyes were closed. I focused on my breathe so much and made sure I didn't let go off my only chance of living.
Abruptly I felt very cold and something like electric jolts within my body, though it wasn't painful. I could sense the changes in my body, and my mind couldn't reason with the happenings at the moment. I just didn't understand what was going on in my being but I had promised myself that I was going to do this come whatever.
On the spur of the moment, I could hear voices, but I wasn't sure of who they were. I adjusted my sub conscience such that I could appreciate what was discussed. I heard a voice like that of Dede, she seemed to be giving me instructions and another on my right side was making comments.
I suddenly woke up from my sleep shouting Dede's name aloud. My cousin quickly dashed into my room and requested what Dede was doing in my dream, but I said nothing and she returned to her room.

Then again I forced myself to sleep and I could hear same voices. I ccouldn't feel them but I just knew they were present. I paid attention to that tiny voice and it was Dede, this time she sounded clearer than previously and instructed me to breath through my nose. When I did, my soul was fast leaving my body. I could feel some emptiness occupying me. Then fear gripped me at last, I stopped breathing through my nose and the soul fell back into my body. The other accompanying entity took the piece of paper Dede gave me and drew my attention to the number 8 item which read 'let your doubts evaporate with your fears, then breath faster through your nostrils'. I did and saw my soul leaving my body, but a tiny ray of light like a cord still connected me to my body at the umbilicus. Dede held my right hand and slowly pulled me towards her. Just when I was about getting off the bed, I turned to look at my lifeless body. I was smiling at it. I was so glad I finally experienced body and soul separation. But the greater part of the mystery was ahead, the travel of the soul.
I could feel Dede moving farther, she held on to me but I felt a sharp pain in my tummy like I have been stabbed right there. I forcefully gained my freedom after seconds of struggling with her. I then saw my soul entering back into my body and eventually gaining consciousness. I woke up from sleep and I was frightened to go back to even close my eyes. I went to the living room and watched DW tv till morning.

In the morning, I saw Dede and she was so amused. She teased me because I couldn't endure the pains of separating the soul from the body. And I have since then tried all sort of crazy stuffs with Dede, until we finally relocated and I left behind my Dede in body, but we occasionally met in spirit.
This morning, news reaching me from Dede's cousin says my friend, Dede, when she went to sleep didn't wake up and so she is dead. I am so scared, I have a feeling Dede is not dead, I feel she has travelled to some where very far and encountered evil lunar spirits. I don't know how to cease her body for a while. I am afraid they might bury my friend alive. Am so confused now, because I just don't know how to explain this complex story to her parents. I weep for Dede's soul. She is too young to die, she is not dead, I know and believe so.
What should I do?