I know it's been awhile since anyone replied to this, but I felt I had to say something.
I stumbled upon this site using Google; I'd typed in something like OBE Christian perspective. So here I am.
I don't know exactly what they are, but OBEs, astral projections, whatever you call them, are real. They happen to me frequently, much to my distress.
I suffer from sleep paralysis, which occurs when the mind becomes conscious while the body is still paralyzed during REM. It can be a pretty scary experience, but it happens to me so much that I've learned to mentally calm myself and slowly try to move a muscle or wait for them to start up on their own. In just about every study I've read, sleep paralyisis is something of a fertile breeding ground for OBEs.
This is not a question of are they real or aren't they: they are. When millions of people report the same sensations, fears, noises, experiences, etc., that's not exactly a coincidence. However, what is at question is the nature of the experience: Is it just another symptom of sleeping disorders? Is it a seizure, simply a medical condition that can be treated? Hallucination, or product of individuals with active imaginations? The "medical" definitions can go on and on.
However, the question that I think frightens us, especially Christians, is this:
If there is not a medical explanation, are there other astral planes, other dimensions that exist far beyond our normal perception? And if so, is it possible for us to travel to those planes?
I don't know what I believe. Someone posted something earlier that made me smile: You can always find "proof" to go along with what you want to belive. So yes, I've read tons of studies, personal accounts, and etc. But the only thing I can honestly believe is what happens to me almost every night when I go to sleep. Feelings of pure terror, or pure bliss, "dreams" that seem so real that I can smell, taste, and feel everything around me. Feeling like locked and untouched doors in my mind are finally being opened.
Usually, I have frightening experiences, horrible experiences. But last night was something so different that it prompted me to write.
I was swimming. With someone named Samuel, someone I couldn't see, but always felt near to me. He was a good person, of that I was certain. I asked him if I could call him Sam. He said okay. I came up for air, then held my breath and started swimming underwater. Then, someone said, "Breathe." So I did, without question. And it was amazing.
My body felt like it was shaking then, which is what happens during the onset of sleep paralysis, so I readied my mind to pull out of what I thought had been a dream and got ready to de-paralyze myself. Then, it was like I was in two places at once.
Since being in two places at once makes it pretty hard to describe what happened, let's just say, "What if someone was observing the situation?" Well, if someone was watching, they would have seen a girl lying in bed, and a ghostly looking version of that girl sinking back into her physical body, taking time to squeeze the water out of her hair, and turning around to smile at her body before finally going back in.
Then, I woke up, freaked out, and turned on my closet light.
I don't talk about this stuff to people, but I felt like I had to say something. I'm a normal college student, ex sorority girl from an upper-middle class home who isn't into goth stuff, dressing in all black, or wicca (not knocking it, btw, just trying to paint a picture) Anyways, this isn't something I wanted. But it happens to me. And since God created me, whatever it is that's happening to me and others who've had similar experiences, He knows what's goin' on. And I've just gotta trust that He'll handle it, in His time, His way.