My first notable out of body experience happened unexpectedly, and when it did, it paved the way for a whole new understanding of reality.
One morning, after waking up early to get something to drink, I went back to bed and started to fall into that in-between stage of not-quite-asleep-not-quite-awake.
All of a sudden, I had a strong visual perception of what looked like an entryway or hallway area of someone’s home. There was a modern styled window to the left of me, letting in bright mid-morning light, and the carpet was white, clean, and new looking. It felt extremely detailed, as if I were actually physically seeing it in person.
I moved a little towards the back wall near where the window was, and as the hall turned I saw what looked to be a small sitting area with a couch. The time of day seemed to be exactly the same time it was for me in the physical. There was a person sitting on the couch; I could make out vague details about him but his form seemed to shift into something strange. I dimly wondered if he would mind my presence, but then decided that I was non-physical and probably didn’t have much of a detectable presence to him anyway, so I focused on other things. The house was in such vivid detail that I was busy experiencing all the visual data I could.
I knew, somehow, that what I was seeing was coming from somewhere else and wasn’t the simple product of my brain assembling images it had seen in waking life, as I’d expect from my dreams. This was something…actual, and I was so excited to be there and be seeing what was in front of me that I stayed there in that little section of the house for awhile, looking at the clean carpet, the windows, the fresh looking white walls, the couch, the flat screen TV positioned on the wall to the right side of the couch. The house was lived in but well kept and clean; nice and modern styled. After taking this in, I fell back into the general not-quite-asleep-not-quite-awake stage, and from there I was back asleep and dreaming. It occurred to me before falling asleep that something amazing had happened to me and that I should keep it in mind.
Afterward, I was still able to remember the experience in good general detail. During this experience I was fully aware of what was happening to me and felt no fear or discomfort. It lasted for what felt like a few minutes before I lost the focus and slipped into dreams. All of this happened completely spontaneously. I went through no consciousness transition symptoms; instead I just found myself very clearly present in someone else’s house. It was not a house of someone I knew, but I have reason to believe I might have some connection to it that is not yet relevant to me.