r/GatewayExperiences

So a while ago I had an astral projection experience that was memorable, but not in the same way my other previous experiences had been. In this instance though, I’m pretty sure I went about 6–8 months into the future. I was meditating, laying on my bed, listening to a binaural beats/Hemi-Sync sound frequency meditation with the desire to induce an OBE, but not forcing it, just open to whatever. Then after about an hour and 20 minutes ish, it began, the heaviness and then the intense vibration. It always feels like I'm on one of those old-school carnival rides where they strap you into the center of a gyroscope and spin you 360° in every direction to mimic astronaut training.

​I started to slowly raise out of my physical body, which always seems to start slow, with my hands or arms. They once they were out, I very quickly begin to roll off the side of my bed, a.k.a "the roll out method". Every time I do this, I’m so scared that I’m not actually gonna be out of body and I’m going to end up knocking the heck out of my head on my bedside table. Thankfully though, that’s yet to happen. lol. So I end up kinda floating on my back, up through my ceiling (I lived on the bottom floor of an apartment building) and into the upstairs unit. I was floating above a brown leather sectional sofa with an ottoman that was pushed up against the far right wall of the living room. I saw a cute little girl, maybe 5 or 6, in her stomach, sprawled out, laying over top the ottoman. She was half watching TV that was on some kids network and half fidgeting with a toy in her hands, and I could hear her occasionally talking to and looking off at someone to her left in the dining room, which was just out of my sight.

​I decided to go around the corner to see who it was and I saw a woman who I presumed was the mother, that's definitely the feel I got. She was multitasking; cooking while also folding clothes and/or towels on the dining room table. When I fully turned that corner, I was now at one end of the hallway that lead to the bedrooms and I see two other young girls, but just. slightly older than the first. I could tell they were all sisters; they were sitting on the floor playing with some toys that were scattered about, I think the main one was a Barbie-style dollhouse. I was just observing, but I was confused because these were not my current neighbors! Yet for some reason, the thought of traveling in time didn't even occur to me; I just thought my OBE had turned into a lucid dream or something possibly.

​I end up getting a little too bold and decide to dive down in front of the two girls. I wasn’t really expecting them to see me, but I wondered if they might, since children can often sense energies and spirits more easily. I was about three feet in front of them at eye level, watching them play, when suddenly they noticed me. They began quetly questioning each other, with confused faces and then they just started giggling and kinda pointing right at me. I’m surprised I wasn’t snapped right back into my body in that moment because I became so nervous to be spotted, even though I’d basically asked for it! lol. I was nervously and kinda sheepishly smiling, trying to send out positive, safe, loving vibes (even though I probably only appeared as a ball of light or something) and thinking I should probably leave because it just felt "wrong," when then literally less than ten seconds later, the mom realizes somethings happening.​

I guess because of the slight, yet sudden eruption of giggles and excitement from the 2 girls, she turned directly around from the stove, with pan and spatula still in hand, and legit propelled in my direction. I knew she couldn't actually see me, but she had that womanly and motherly intuition that something "supernatural" (for lack of a better word) was going on. She started yelling in my direction and threatening me, cursing me out, telling me to leave right now while waving the frying pan in the air, but down towards my general direction.

Needless to say, my butt was gone! I panicked so hard and said "I’m so sorry!" with a panicked expression (whether in my head or with the lips of my energy body, I’m not sure) and jolted out of there.

Immediately I was back in my bed feeling so much guilt. I felt terrible that I might have scared that woman, probably thinking I was some demon trying to harm her kids or something. Geeze, I still feel awful about it and its a lesson learned, I'll never get that close to people again, or do any kind of spying. lol. Though that wasnt my intent, just kinda where I ended up. Anyways, it took me like 30 minutes to calm down from that and remember that these weren't even my current neighbors at that time and I hadn't ever even seen these people in my waking reality before, that I knew of. It absolutely didn’t feel like a dream though; it felt like your classic OBE. And again, at this time, the thought of time travel didn't enter my mind for some reason.

Then, about 6 to 8 months later, we got new upstairs neighbors; a woman and her three daughters. It didn’t even dawn on me until a few months after they had moved in, when I was sitting down to recall and write down my prior astral experiences. That’s when it hit me; my new neighbors were the same people from that encounter half a year prior. My mind was so blown; I probably just sat there staring into the void with my jaw gaped open for who knows how long. lol

Overall ​it was a very interesting and eye opening experience and the only time I've experienced what seems like a form of astral time travel. It’s funny because I’ve actually tried to go to the past and observe my own childhood before, but with no success, but when I wasn’t even intending to do it, I end up 6+ months in the future. Or maybe it’s not time travel in the way we usually think of it, but more of a multiverse thing. Idk, but I’d love to hear if anyone else has had an encounter like this?

English not my native, so I write simple. Sorry if something wrong.

I do soul journey sessions where people go deep and meet Higher Self. And I see this pattern very often - someone comes with anxiety, depression, feeling of never belonging. They have good life on paper. But inside is empty and scared. They not know why.

What I found is - the reasons are not always from this life.

I had session recently with woman. Lets call her Helen. She came because she felt anxious all the time. Depressed. Afraid of being alone. She felt she never belongs anywhere.

When she went deep, she found herself as a little girl. But not in this life. She was in a past life, maybe 200 years ago. Her name was Malayla. She was around five years old, barefoot in green grass, wearing a green skirt, carrying a leather bag with pebbles. She was lost in a forest near her village.

The forest had wolves. She was scared. She had run away from home because she was upset.

As the session unfolded, we saw her whole life. At 23 she married a good man - but she did not love him. She went through with it because it was tradition. At 35 her mother died. The man left her later. She raised children alone. At 93 she died poor and skinny.

in the afterlife, her husband appeared and said he loved her. He forgave her. He told her she was okay as she was. The guilt she carried was not about leaving him. It was about marrying him without real love. He wanted her to know she was forgiven. Her mother came too. Malayla told her mother she loved her - something she never said in life.

So what does this have to do with anxiety and depression now?

Higher Self explained that Helen carries the memory of all those separations. Leaving the village as a child. Losing father early. Marriage without love. Mother dying. Husband leaving. Dying alone. Each separation created a wound in her energy system.

When she came into this life, those wounds made her afraid. Afraid to be alone. Afraid to trust. Afraid to belong - because every time she belonged in that past life, she lost it.

The depression was linked to stopping the things she loves. In the past life, she stopped doing what made her alive. In this life, she stopped surfing, stopped being outside, stopped connecting with nature. Same pattern repeating.

The hip pain she had? It was not the hip. Higher Self said it was a broken heart wound from the past life manifesting as this pain.

Healing was not instant. Higher Self used white light to reprogram the anxiety. Golden light for the hip and heart. But the main instruction was simple: return to what restores the heart. Nature. Water. Warmth. Doing what she loves. Letting people in slowly.

The lesson here is - if you feel anxious or depressed and you not know why, maybe the reason is not from today. Maybe it is from another life or your childhood events you forgot. The feeling of never belonging, the fear of being alone, the sadness that has no cause in this life - it can be a memory your body carries from somewhere else.

The healing is not to fight the feeling. Is to feel it and understand where it comes from. And then to show your body that now is different. Now you are safe. Now you can trust.

If this resonates, try this simple exercise:

Sit somewhere quiet. Close your eyes. Take three deep breaths.

Imagine you are standing in a misty forest, like Malayla did. You feel lost and scared. But now you are not a child. You are adult and you have light in your hands.

Look down at your heart. See if there is a cord or chain attached to it - something old, maybe from another time. Do not pull it. Just place your hand over it. Say out loud or inside: "I see you. I am not there anymore. I am here now, and I am safe."

Then imagine golden light coming from the sky into your heart. Let it fill the old wound. Stay like this for 5-10 minutes.

Do this every night before sleep for 2 weeks. The body needs time to learn that the old story is over.

Hope it helps. Take care.

Heads upp - Englis is not my native language, so please bear with me.

I am sharin something I learned from a session that still sits with me.

I work with quantum clarity hypnosis, where subjects are in deep trance remembering their past lives and speaking with Higher Selves and guides. And sometimes the answers I hear challenge everything we think we know about illness, suffering, and the soul.

Let me tell you about Miriam.

Miriam had a past life as a woman named Sarah. Sarah grew up in a house where her parents shouted at each other all the time. As a teenager, she left. Ran away with a backpack and a bit of money, took a long bus west. Ended up in a town like Sedona, a dry desert climate. She met a man there - a father figure - who helped her get on her feet. Found a spiritual community. Became a yoga teacher. Then a Reiki healer. Then a sound healer. She worked with groups, teaching yoga and guided meditation. She married someone from the community. Had a son named Zach.

She was a healer. She helped people.

And she died of cancer in her forties.

When I asked her Higher Self why - why someone who spent her life healing others, who raised vibration, who worked with energy - why cancer? - the answer was not what I expected.

"To learn how to let go and love unconditionally."

I asked if she learned it.

"Yes."

So she chose this. Before she was born, she chose this. Miriam, as the soul she truly is, chose to experience this life, this cancer, this letting go. Not as punishment. Not as a mistake. As a lesson. As a curriculum she designed for herself.

This is hard to sit with. We want illness to be something that happens to us, not something we agreed to experience. But when you remember that you are the one who chose this — that the soul is not something you have, it is what you ARE — then you see the whole arc differently. The running away, the building, the healing, the helping, the cancer, the letting go, the peace on the other side. All of it was chosen. The spirit guide Rachel explained it simply: "To heal. To overcome. Heal the inner child. Overcome the obstacles. Find strength."

And when Sarah took her last breath, she floated. Wrapped in a warm blanket of peace. And from the afterlife she could see all her lives projected like movies on a wall, and she understood: resilience.

Miriam's Higher Self said the session was arranged - "to show how powerful she really is."

The lesson here is - we measure a life by how it ended, by what went wrong. But we are the soul. From that perspective, you measure it by what was learned. Sarah faced cancer not as a failure of her healing work, but as the final letting go she came here to master. She loved unconditionally through it. She let go completely. And on the other side, she found peace that made it all make sense.

If this stirs something in you, try this - sit quietly and close your eyes. Bring to mind someone you lost to illness, or a fear you carry about your own body. Instead of fighting it or fixing it, just ask: "What is this teaching me about letting go?" Dont look for words. Look for a feeling. A warmth. A release. Even a small one. That is you - the real you, the one who chose this - showing yourself the lesson underneath the pain. Stay with it for five minutes before sleep.

Take care.

I've meditated for years through martial arts training, tbh when i try this method, I get ridiculously angry during and before it I don't think that's normal plus even the hemisync has little to 0 percent effect I don't dream i don't get downloads er whatever I think this is bs tbh.

Since you started a mediation practice via listening to the Gateway Experience tapes, do any of the following resonate with you:

1. Seeing electromagnetic looking, old analog TV style, white or grey coloured 'static' either in lucid dreams, during an OOBE experience, or in open or closed eye visions. Do you see that static in your minds eye since.

2. Have you, ever had open and or closed eye visions or had random 'remote viewing type experiences, in which you vividly saw humanoid figures, either in 'situation rooms' or similar settings, working in rows on computers, wearing military uniform.

3. Have you ever had lucid dreams, OOBEs, or similar, open or closed eye visions of 'scientists' or, in other words, humanoid looking people in lab coats, working in a laboratory like setting.

4. Have you had visions, lucid dreams, or OOBE and seen a giant eye or an 'all seeing eye'?

5. Have you ever had the sense of being 'under surveillance' and seeing a lot of eyeballs during mediation or in visions since you started listening to the Gateway Experience tapes.

6. Have you had open and/or visions, lucid dreams, or remote viewed biblical themed symbolism and / or occult themed imagery and symbols since you started listening to the tapes?

7. Since you started the Gateway process, do you have trouble sleeping or occasional or regular experience of unusual dream 'interference'?

8. Have you ever had 'audio perceptual phenomena' disturbances or 'visual perceptual phenomena' disturbances, since starting the tapes?

Good day

I'm hoping that the veterans here who have achieved Focus 10 can answer a few questions to help me out.

I tried it before years ago, stopped because it didn't work in a month. I'm back again about to attempt it with a new headset Audio-Technica ATH-M40x (Monroe Institute website says they use the M30x and the M40x is a newer version better suited to the task). Just trying to increase my chances of it working, the M40x offers a flatter, more accurate, and neutral frequency response favored for monitoring. My first few attempts years ago were with some cheap earphones that could barely produce lower frequencies.

But before I even begin I'd like to have a baseline so that I don't have unrealistic expectations (or so I can know if to even bother as there might be other things worth testing that can be ruled out on a much shorter timeframe).

1. What version of the audio files should I use (or would any work if used for the right timeframe). Better yet what version did you use?

2. How many days/weeks/months should I listen to the "Orientation, Focus 3" audio (how long should it take to achieve Focus 3 and what exactly does it feel like - how would I know I did it)?

3. How many days/weeks/months should I listen to the "Intro, Focus 10" audio (how long should it take to achieve Focus 10 and what exactly does it feel like - how would I know I did it)?

4. Are there any nootropics or drugs (legal and safe of course, stuff like L-Theanine or maybe some kind of mushroom) that you used which sped up the process, or made it work to begin with when previously it didn't work for you?

5. If there are any other things you would recommend related to doing this that would increase the effectiveness of the program, what would they be?

Let me start by saying I stumbled upon the Gateway experience tapes about 5 years ago and I was very intrigued. I have had a lot of trauma in my life starting at a very young age and a lot of loss. Unfortunately the people around me that were still alive either hid the truth from me, Or they had no idea what really happened. This caused a whole bunch of pent up rage, sadness and mostly questions. I have always been slightly intuitive and experienced very vivid dreams and had the ability to control them for the most part so I believed that it may work for me.

The first couple times trying it, I didn't get deep enough into it, but I kept trying. When I got to the Lift off on Wave III is when things started to actually happen.

My father had died in a car accident when I was 6 years old. He was hit head on by a logging truck when his vehicle hit black ice and slid into oncoming traffic on the side of a mountain. Leading up to his death there was some things happening between he and my mom where he was accused of infidelity. The night before he died they had a big fight and my mom had threatened to divorce him and take me back east to be near her family. I always wondered if he did it on purpose because when the police arrived 15 minutes after the accident happened, they found no evidence of ice on the roadway. I also spent years trying to track down this mistress, to no avail. I would spend hours searching. Finding nothing but I knew her first name. Susan. When I went into Wave III I set my intention to get the answers I had longed for, for 25 years. Boy did I get them.

I ended up in a place I had never been before. It appeared as though it was the shoreline of a lake or an ocean. The shore was made of small shimmering obsidian like pebbles that shifted under my weight. The water that lined the shore was as black as oil. It was calm and made no movement. The sky and all around me was the blackest black I have ever encountered and as I turned around with my back towards the water, I saw him standing there. I wept. I melted into his embrace and after a moment, my dad looked into my eyes and said "you shouldn't be here, you cant be here yet". I just responded by saying.... "I need to know" I instantly woke with tears rolling down my face and I deleted the program. Feeling hopeless and more damaged than I was before I pushed the experience away and went on with my life.

Two weeks later I received a message from an aunt I had no contact with for years. She told me she had a box of pictures for me that she wanted me to have and I met her to get them. When I got them home it took me a while to actually open the box but when I did I realized it was EVERYTHING. Every school picture my dad had ever had taken, his yearbook, his baby book which I was told was destroyed in a fire. Pictures of family I hadn't seen in years, pictures of my dad and I, our family bible from the late 1800's. All these things I was told no longer existed because my dads childhood home burned down when he was in high school. Yet there they were. Letters from my dad to my grandma from when he was in bootcamp for the Navy, but the thing that hit me the hardest was pictures from his accident. The truck was unrecognizable. All that remained was a completely burned frame that was mangled. I cried looking at those photos probably harder than I cried at his funeral. I knew the truth though... he didnt look perfect as I was told when they identified his body... I had no doubt he was cremated before he even reached the mortuary. It was hard but I held onto those things like I had a piece of peace. Even if it wasnt much. It also reignited my search for the mistress.

Two weeks after that a friend of mine who I had mentioned this to calls me, completely out of the blue. She tells me the craziest thing happened and I needed to sit down. She goes on to say while she was at her daughters open house she was approached by one of the other moms at the charter school. The woman asked if she was friends with me and used my maiden name. At first she didnt know who she was talking about but eventually it clicked. The woman goes on to say that she had a relationship with MY FATHER and she had been trying to reach out to me over the years but she was so scared. She knew I lived here and she knew my name and she knew we were friends. She goes on to say she has some things that I should have and she would like to meet me if I would be willing. Her name was Susan.

The first thing that goes through my head is WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW? the second is, DOES SHE MEAN ME HARM? Why now? 25 Years later? Has she been watching me? Is she a stalker? does she want to kill me? so many thoughts flooded my mind. I waited a week. Then I reached out. Walking into the restaurant my stomach was in knots but as soon as I saw her I remembered her striking blue eyes. "You look just like him" she said as I sat down at the table. We ordered coffees; the air in the room seemed strange like I was living in a dream. She told me I could ask her anything and I didn't even know where to start so she did. She told me that she and my dad went to school together and were great friends. Her best friend was dating my dad and when he went away to boot camp they broke up. After writing letters back and fourth they realized they really cared about each other and began a relationship. When he came back they were together but unfortunately my dad ended up going away to war in the Persian Gulf. When he returned state side he was in Norfolk VA, which is where he met my mom at a bar on the pier. He knocked her up and he moved her back with him to the west coast. When Susan saw him again he showed up married with a baby on the way. Me.

Though they tried to stay away from each other the love they shared was still there and so the affair began. The day before he died she told him he needed to make a decision. He could not have both. I believe that is what the fight was about the night before he died. Susan found out on the news the next morning he had been killed. She gave me a bag that had his obsidian ring he bought during the war and a tape player with a tape of him singing different songs (he had an amazing voice and loved to sing) his death notice, some newspaper clippings of him from random articles related to his business and greatest of all closure. I asked her why now after all of these years? She said she felt like he was pushing her to do it... it was all she could think about. It needed to be done. That day walking out of the restaurant, a warm breeze blew and it was filled with the a peace I had never experienced before. The dull ache I had at the thought of him faded and was replaced with semblance of solace.

I haven't used Hemi-sync since but i will say, I am definitely more intuitive. I can easily read people now and sometimes I sense things before they happen. My dreams have become even more vivid and sometimes extremely scary. Most of them are dreams about future events... Or maybe events happening in real time in other timelines. I am not sure. What I do know is, the things that have happened are miraculous. I have 0 explanation other than that I do believe it works. Its just crazy to me that instead of getting answers within Hemisync, they played out in my physical life.

I hope you all find the answers you seek. <3