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Sandman

Adventures of a Sleep Technologist

Chapter 3


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Chapter 5

Wide Eyes Day Two

I woke up to a day off. Sometimes I wonder if I really woke or had a dream that is still moving through time. I spent the morning thinking about yesterday and what might happen today. I had never spent time away from work with patients, I never really wanted to and nowadays it is not something that sleep technologists do. But this was the old days and for some reason, I was drawn to Doctor Morph and was experiencing some excitement and nervousness about the day to come. I kept thinking that perhaps he was not playing with a full deck. But what did I have to lose? Just a little time that might turn out to be a very entertaining experience. Wow, was I in for a big surprise!

This is the story of the entire day, as it happened. I have told a few friends and family members over the years, but I have never typed these words on a keyboard before. So, here we go.

After breakfast and my afternoon yoga, it was about time to head over to the hotel to see Dr. Morph. Everything was still going along like any normal day with the exception of meeting a patient from my sleep lab.

One of my biggest frustrations in all my readings concerning esoteric concepts was the authors were dead. Some of the most interesting ideas about sleep and life were written hundreds of years ago. I felt that I might have come across someone who not only had the knowledge I was seeking, but wanted to teach me and was already operating in other dimensions. I always had the feeling that this had something to do with what narcoleptic patients experience but they had no idea what they were going through. Dr. Morph seemed to have some special knowledge.

I was feeling a little nervous when I arrived at the hotel. At the desk, I got his room number and called. He was back from the sleep center and said he was feeling much better now.  He was back on his medication and said I should come up.

On the way up to his room, I thought about what to ask but decided to improvise until I knew what he was like on his medication. I arrived at the door.

"Come in," he said.

"How did the meeting go?" I asked.

 "Really well," he replied. "I should have no more problems with shift work at my hospital."

We talked a little about what went on in the meeting. They kept his medication the same dosage and he was now officially diagnosed as a true narcoleptic.

"Well, said Dr. Morph. "Would you like to see my etheric double".

Exactly what I wanted to hear. "Yes," I replied.

"First, I have to say these are not the best conditions." he said. "The light in the room is a little low and the walls are not bright white which would help, but we will give it a good try".

He stood up against the wall near the balcony door. He pressed his body against the wall with arms spread straight out.

"Just relax your eyes," he said. "Look at my entire body at once with broad vision. I will project my etheric double the best I can, now wait till I am done before telling me what you see."

I stared for several moments, changing my focus from time to time. At one point I saw a faint shadow around his body, not sure if it was the shadow from the light, his projection, or my just wanting to see something. I leaned forward just to get a closer look, hoping I would see something that would make me certain I was seeing his etheric double, but nothing came, just the slight shadow that could have been coming from a combination of room and window light.

"What have you seen?" he asked.

"Well, I did see a faint shadow around you but it didn't seem any different from the shadow I saw when we first started. However, I think I might have seen a little change but not sure.

"I don't doubt that," he responded. "Really need a white wall and good light, of course it also helps to practice under the best of circumstances."

My first thoughts were going to the bookstore and picking up some books on this subject. So, after the first demonstration was over we headed to the East West Book Store. Once we arrived, he was very amazed at the old Victorian house that was turned into an esoteric bookstore.

"The selection of books here is unbelievable," he said. "I have never seen anything like this."

"I really like coming here" I replied. "There is always a feeling of positive energy in the air. I spend most of my time in the room on the right. That is where the books by Gurdjieff and friends are located. Each room covers different topics”. He was looking to the left and checking out a bookshelf across the wall. The topic of the wall was Theosophy. He slowly walked over and peered at some books.

I had always avoided the Theosophy section. The word reminded me too much of Philosophy which brought up negative memories of the subject in college.

"I say, what do we have here?" he said. "Blavasky's entire 12 volume set of The Secret Doctrine. And look at the price, only $150 for all twelve books."

"Well, I may have to wait on getting that set," I said.

“It also comes in a 3 volume paper back for much less," he replied, “but the 12 volume set is most desirable, especially, if no one else has touched the books."

We started moving through the store. He pointed out the books I should get. Three hours later, we left. My pockets were $100 lighter, which for me was a huge sum, considering my salary. I picked up about 8 books including The Etheric Double, The Astral Body, The Mental Body, and The Causal body. I was leaving with so many bodies I did not know which body I was in now or going to be in later. Could it be, I am all of these bodies at the same time and only aware of the most predominate one, the physical body while awake? Still I had an itch telling me that this may not be for real, just a nice fantasy. However, if there was something to it, I was going to find out. I felt I might have a real live connection, a mentor who could help me with learning almost a new language and someone to answer my questions when I was stuck. I began to hear a song in my head by one of my favorite artist, Bob Dylan, “The Times They Are A-Changin'”

We decided to eat at the Oasis, a place not far from the bookstore, just across the street. The restaurant was filled with college students. We talked about the books and ate our burgers and watched the crowd.

Later, we went back to the hotel. I was still feeling a little cautious but I was totally interested at the same time.

I started thinking about what I would really like to experience given the small amount of time I had with Dr. Morph and what kept coming into my mind was astral projection. I had read many books where the authors had talked about their astral projection trips. I knew of a travel agency called Astral Travel in northern California. Of all the bodies that had come up, it was the only one I was familiar with through previous readings.

"Do you think it is possible for me to experience an astral trip in the near future?" I asked.

"Maybe under hypnosis it could be possible now," he said.

"Ok" I replied. "How do we get started?”

He stood against the wall near to where he tried to show me his etheric double and told me to lie on the middle of the bed facing up. My head was against the headboard and I could see him from where I was laying. He was still leaning against the wall opposite to the bed when he began to speak slowly with a low tone.

"As you lie relaxed, pick a spot on the ceiling and focus on it," he said. "Soon all your thoughts will disappear, you will remember everything that happens. Begin to focus on your breathing, keep staring at the spot on the ceiling and feel yourself relax. Breath deeply and slowly. You are feeling very comfortable and relaxed now. I am going to contact your astral body."

"Move out of Sandman's body and wait next to the bed", he continued. "Now I want you to go to the bathroom."

Until that point, I did not see or feel anything out of the ordinary. I felt very relaxed but that was all. As soon as he gave the command to go to the bathroom, out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow in the shape of a large egg on its side quickly swoop from my side around the corner and into the bathroom. I could not see it once it moved around the corner.

"Now look around," still talking in a low voice. "See what it looks like, notice everything you can and remember what you see."

I tried visualizing what I might be seeing, allowing the visions to come on their own. What I saw or imagined was an open door, straight through the door was a mirror on the wall with a sink below. The mirror appeared yellow and had round corners. Below it, was what appeared to be an old sink. It looked dirty and I could almost see something moving around on it. Next to it was an old toilet that also had a yellowish hue and seemed to have something like insects crawling around inside the bowl. To the far right, there was the bath and shower curtain.

"Your astral body will now return to you" he said.

Again, as soon as he said, “return”, I saw the shadow swoop back from around the corner and into me.  I did not feel anything but did see something for sure. I really did not know if it was my astral body or another body but it was very visible from the corner of my eyes. I had kept my eyes focused on the ceiling but I was able to see things from the corner of my eyes.

This was the first time something happened to me that seemed real, but I was unable to rationalize any of it.

"Now I want you to focus again on your breathing, stay relaxed and when I say return, you will be back to your normal self and remember everything.....   "Return"

With that word, my first movement was to look to my left toward the bathroom to see if anyone or anything could have caused the egg shaped shadow. I saw nothing. Then, I looked at Dr. Morph.

"Have you seen this bathroom before our little experiment," he asked.

"No." I replied.

"So tell me what you saw", he asked.

I described everything I saw in detail.

"Now, lets go and take a look in the bathroom and see how it compares," he said.

I found the door closed. He opened it. Everything was where I described it but nothing looked old or yellowish and the mirror had square corners not round as I remembered them. The sink and toilet looked much newer and they were very clean.

"Well, everything is in its place but nothing looks old or dirty." I replied.

'This is normal," he replied. "The astral body's vision is on a different frequency than our physical body so things won't always look the same as they would in the physical world. If you had said everything looked exactly the same, I would think you knew what this bathroom really looked like and just wanted to make me feel better."

It was getting late and Dr. Morph was getting tired. He was flying out the next day.

"Once you are back home will you be able to contact me through the astral level and will you be able to find me when you are sleeping?" I asked.

"It is possible for us to connect but it would be much easier if we exchanged something that had been near our body for a long time. It picks up your vibrations."

I was wearing an African bead necklace that I had picked up in an arts and crafts show. Not expensive, but nice and I had been wearing it for several months. I was a little attached to it but knew it was the best thing I had to give him.

"Will this necklace work?" I asked.

"Yes, that would work nicely," he replied. "And for you, let's see. Ahh yes!! Here it is! I have been carrying this French coin around in my billfold for over 5 years. Keep this on you and I will use the necklace whenever I want to contact you."

"Thanks," I said. "I will keep it in my billfold at all times. Also, we should exchange phone numbers, I have a feeling I will not be able to find you as easily as you find me, if you know what I mean."

We both chuckled. He gave me his card and wrote his home phone number on the back. I gave him my phone number, which he wrote in his address book. I let him know I would be calling from time to time to get some guidance. I was still full of questions but knew we did not have time for them and I wanted to read enough to ask intelligent ones.

"You know, I don't fly out until 6pm tomorrow night." he said. "I will be checking out about 2pm. If you like, we can try hypnosis one more time."

"What would be the goal of it?" I asked.

"I would like to wait till we start to tell you," he replied. "If I tell you now you may get really anxious and not sleep well and your thoughts and expectations could interfere with the process. But I will tell you one thing for sure, if it works you will be taking a big step in your connection to the....., well I really don't want to tell you more about it tonight.  You will need some good sleep and tomorrow will be here before you know it.”

We said our goodbyes and I left feeling something inside me had changed a little, but not sure what it was. I had a gut feeling that Dr. Morph was for real. As I walked back to my car, something told me tomorrow was going to be a special day and I was about to embark on a special journey, a journey that could change my life.

I went to bed with all the books and started flipping through them just to get the feel of what I would be reading. I dozed off wondering what kind of day awaited me but never, in my wildest dreams would I have believed what tomorrow had in store. I was about to embark on the greatest adventure of my life and it would start off with a ROAR!!!

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