A Step Into the Unknown: Astral Experiences

Not for everyone, for madmen only. How my astral training began with simple guessing games — and why so few of us stayed.

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Imagination draws the first lines. Something else fills them in. — Image generated with AI.

Mental Journeys: A Light Walk

In the beginning, my astral journeys were light and not especially deep. They were more like mental journeys. I will never know how large a part of those journeys was actual "walking" through the energy-information field and reading that field. Or perhaps it was my imagination filling in the expected assumptions I brought to those journeys. It doesn't even matter. They were interesting and educational journeys. Every such journey into the Astral activated, deepened, and sharpened that inner part of us — the part with which we read that field and exert influence in it.

Exercises In The Astral: Energetic And Magical "Growing Up"

Over the years, our teacher, Dr. Wolf, gave us many exercises to awaken, sharpen, and strengthen our energetic and astral powers. Some exercises we did alone, mostly at home or in everyday life. Other exercises we did together with fellow disciples, one-on-one or in a group. The range of practices was varied and colorful.

We played guessing games. In small groups of up to several disciples, one of us would imagine a simple form. For example: a circle, square, triangle, heart, star, or something similar. That disciple would focus on the form, visualize it, and place it mentally in the space between us. The other disciples would enter a heightened state of consciousness. They would focus on connecting with the disciple who was imagining and with that collective energy-information field between us that we would create together, simply through inner intention and our collective connection.

The visualization would last shortly, a minute or two at most. Those doing the guessing would try to receive mental information or an image and to "see" or "read" the imagined object. Each of us would say what we had "seen." At the end, the disciple who was imagining would reveal what had been "created." Then another disciple would take over the imagining, and so we went around the circle. We repeated that cycle dozens of times in a single session. Besides shapes, we imagined numbers, colors, natural phenomena (wind, rain, sun, snow, and so on), or more complex combinations—a colored number, a colored object, and so on.

In the beginning, most disciples guessed very poorly. Sometimes I had the impression that I had no idea what I was "seeing." Shapes would shift in front of me. I was insecure about myself. Sometimes I had the feeling that I was just making things up. But over time, we got better and better. The images became clearer. Hits became more and more frequent. Naturally, not everyone had the same success. There were considerable differences in success among individuals. Success depended on natural gift, openness of spirit, previous esoteric practice, and dedication. Over the years, I realized that there are huge differences among individuals in their natural potential for esoteric powers. To this day, I haven’t figured out where that difference comes from.

Regardless of natural potential, all of us made progress. Slowly we were moving out of kindergarten into "elementary school."

"Not For Everyone, For Madmen Only"

This is the street sign above the entrance to the Magic Theatre in Hesse's novel *Steppenwolf*. A line I have remembered since my teenage years. Today it is clear to me why.

As the years went by, disciples dropped out. One by one, now and then, but surely. The vast majority gave up, sooner or later. They simply did not find themselves in it. I think a particular "wiring" in the spiritual and energetic makeup of the personality is needed to be able to enter deeper into other realms. To enter, to persist, and come out unharmed — energetically as well as mentally and psychologically. For the minority of us who stayed on for years, shamanism became a way of life. It wove itself into our perception, our paradigm, and our everyday existence. It became an inseparable part of us.

Step by step, we were moving up into "high school."

This is one chapter of a much longer journey.
The excerpt ends, but the journey continues.

The rest — more real-life shamanic stories and spiritual insights — is in my book "Astral World and Inorganic Beings."

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