About
Vernita Seahrey Sherman
About
Vernita Seahrey Sherman
If you’ve been experiencing spontaneous or naturally occurring out-of-body experiences (OBEs), know that you’re on a profound journey of awakening. These experiences can feel confusing at first, but they hold incredible potential for self-discovery, clarity, and mastery.
And I know this firsthand.
Years ago, I felt powerless and overwhelmed by unexpected OBEs. The sensations were startling and freaked me out. Vibrations, tingling, strange sounds (including voices), drifting away into unknown realms – it was crazy.
I had no frame of reference for what was happening and no way to make sense of it all.
But over time, I realized these experiences weren’t something to fear – they were something to understand, refine, and trust.
Through my journey, I moved from fear and resistance to confidence and consistency. What once felt overwhelming became an opportunity for growth, expansion, and effortless exploration.
Your OBEs are a calling to reclaim your connection with your multidimensional nature – if you choose to explore them. This is what I call Mystical Recall.
If you allow it, these experiences can unlock hidden truths that expand your awareness in ways you may not yet imagine.
With the right guidance, you can learn to make your OBEs more reliable, extend your time in the out-of-body state, and explore with trust, confidence, and ease.
That’s why I created The Mystical Ease Method – to help others transform their relationship with OBEs, just as I did.
Are you ready to move beyond uncertainty and experience your OBEs with clarity, consistency, and deeper mastery?
My Spiritual Journey and Search for Truth
I often describe myself as a truth seeker turned truth knower who is a non-conformist and spiritual warrior that has multiple experiences in multiple realities and is very much aware of multiple aspects of Self.
But that was not always the case.
I grew up in a traditional 20th century, middle-class black family in the DC area – Northern VA to be exact.
This means my parents worked for the federal government, we celebrated all holidays, and going to church and Sunday School was not an option – I had to go.
My roots go back four generations in the area, so I most definitely was raised in somewhat of a modern day “village” type of environment.
But my otherworldly experiences as a child was very different than others in the “village.” There was absolutely nothing traditional or “normal” about it.
Sure, I did the usual 80’s child things like playing outside, being obsessed with playing my Nintendo, going to camp in the summertime, and participating in many extracurricular activities throughout the year (sports, music, art, etc.)
But at night, my world turned into a mix of sci-fi and horror… yet it was really happening.
While lying in bed, I would hear the steps creak, as if someone was walking up the steps… but no one was there.
I always felt a presence in my bedroom when I would turn to face the wall (my bed was in a corner), but when I quickly turned back around, no one was there.
And then it happened…
The day I saw a man (a spirit) in my mirror when I was 7 years old.
It was a bedroom dresser mirror that was in the corner on the opposite side of the room where I slept. The man looked as if he were peeking around the corner while in the mirror.
Little me, plus mom and dad
I was terrified. I ran into my parent’s room, jumped in the bed between them and was crying profusely… screaming about how there was a man in my mirror.
My mother came back with me to my room, and of course the man was gone.
She turned the lights on, got a bed sheet, and covered my mirror with it. I was then able to go back to bed and go to sleep.
As an adult, I looked back and realized how much I allowed that incident to shut down that part of my clairvoyance. Every time I felt a presence, I didn’t want to see it. Plus, it was years before I could sleep in a dark room again with a mirror that wasn’t covered with a sheet.
The man in the mirror was only one of many types of “extrasensory perception” experiences I had as a child. Back then, I didn’t have the language for those experiences so in my child terms I called them the following:
- Controlling my dreams (Lucid Dreaming)
- Dreaming with my eyes open (seeing transparent images in another reality overlayed on this reality)
- Dreaming as a woke up (visions)
- Seeing things when I’m half sleep (hypnogogia/hypnopomopia)
I was also very sensitive to people’s energy, which oftentimes was mistaken for shyness.
As I got older, these abilities became more intense.
It got to the point where I used to be late for school, constantly missing the bus, and as an adult I was always late for work. My consciousness was so caught up in my visions/other worlds where I was doing something and had to finish it before getting out of bed, for example.
At some point, I would snap out of it and realize, “Oh no, I’m late… again.” It was all good, though, because I trained myself to be more present.
All the above was long before I started having out-of-body experiences.
I felt like I was living two lives: the projected normal, and the internal real (the things you see in science fiction, fantasy, and horror movies playing out in my reality).
Getting older and experiencing more strangeness that no one knew about
I knew early on that there was more to life than what church, school, my family, or other people in society were saying.
Yes, I was raised to be a Christian, but freed myself from the conditioned mentality of having to “believe” or have “faith” in another person’s explanation of what’s true.
It was always taught to me to have faith and believe. But from my perspective, when a person has faith or believe that means they really don’t know.
If faith and belief never turn into knowing, then there must be some doubt somewhere. I was the type to question that doubt.
In general, I never understood why people had more faith in words written by humans than in direct communication from the divine one they believe in.
People interpret things differently, so the only way to know the truth is to ask the source of the truth yourself. That way, you don’t have to rely on third party information.
For example, if I want to know the truth about my mother, I wouldn’t read about her in a biography that someone else wrote and said that it was inspired by her. I would simply go to her myself and ask her directly.
As for church, I grew up in a United Methodist Church from the time I came out of my mother’s womb. I was very active in my church – I attended Sunday School, I was an acolyte, usher, a member of the youth choir, read the scripture and/or was the liturgist on some Sundays (the Sundays when the youth led the service), and participated in many church activities.
Along with that, I also went to a private Lutheran school from kindergarten to the 7th grade. We had daily bible study class (which we were graded on just like with any other class like English or math, etc.), and church on Wednesdays.
Having influences from two different denominations within one religion caused conflict within me. As a child, I didn’t understand why some things were accepted in one church but not accepted in the other, since both were under the same religion.
You don’t argue with “grown-ups” so I left if alone until I was 14 and started to seriously question EVERYTHING about Christianity and about life in general. By that time, I was no longer going to a private school, but I was still going to church.
I decided to read the bible for myself instead of basing my beliefs on what the minister/preacher or anyone else said. I’ve read and studied the bible my whole life up to that point, but this time I was going to read it all the way through – in order – and study it on my own and develop my own interpretations.
This turned out being a hard thing to do, because I ran into too many contradictions. I had more questions than answers, so I wrote my questions down and asked several pastors for the answers.
Intense indoctrination, but I'm so thankful for the love that was expressed towards me in these two buildings
Every single one of them had a different answer.
And don’t get me started on the numerous books and study guides that were all saying something different.
I was so disappointed.
Who was right and who was wrong? I wanted to know the truth so bad.
I realized that there were so many different denominations because of so many interpretations of what the bible was saying.
So, my thing was trying to find out which denomination was the truth… or was the truth in another religion… or was the truth outside of religion altogether?
From that day forward, I was on a search for the truth about life – who I was... how I got here... why I was having strange horror and science fiction/fantasy movie type of experiences ... what the deal was with bible contradictions, missing books, underlying messages and hidden messages... what other religions taught… you name it.
I just kept digging and digging and digging… but came up with more confusion.
By the time I was around 23, my journey came to a standstill. I just accepted that I wouldn’t know the real truth until I die, so I said that I believe in God and all the other details were questionable.
But 5 years later something happened…
At The Age of 28 I Started to Wake Up... But It Was Rough
I began to listen more to my intuitive side than my extremely analytical mind, and truth was slowly unveiling itself to me.
The year was 2008, and all my out-of-this-world experiences became stronger and clearer. Plus, more “other senses” began to activate.
Around this time, I soaked up other people’s energy like a sponge (way more than when I was a child). Unfortunately, it was usually unpleasant energy attaching to me and weighing me down.
I also was feeling nonphysical beings around me when I was alone (nothing new, but way more intense); I saw shadows reflecting off of objects and forming faces, then I would get an immediate vision; I had thoughts about doing certain things that were not part of something I would do, then I later find out that these thoughts were other people’s thoughts; and sometimes lights would get brighter and then dim on their own.
Waking up to truth
The great thing was that I started meeting people who understood the “hidden” side of me better than I understood myself (although they really didn’t stick around to help me understand).
I was a police officer at this time, and I met a woman who was the wife of one of the sergeants I worked with. She said to me, “You have a gift – you see death.”
Then later she said, “You would be good at working in the homicide unit.”
She had the ability to see past the physical and was able to read my energy in a way where she knew I was able to see people who have passed.
I had absolutely no desire to see spirits, as I had been blocking that out since I was 7 years old with that man in the mirror incident.
She thought that working in homicide would be perfect for me because I would be able to communicate with those who have transitioned, and they could tell me what happened that led to them leaving this world.
I didn’t want to do that or anything else related to dead folks. I didn’t want the so called “gift” or any of the other stuff that I was experiencing. I just wanted it all to go away.
But it didn’t.
During this “waking up” process, I realized that I could no longer run and hide from who I really was… because the older I became, the more these other senses started to make themselves known to me.
These senses would not allow me to block them out anymore. I saw things and I felt things that many people didn’t see and feel, and I had to accept that.
I was cool with it at night while in an altered state, but to be fully awake and have some of these experiences was extremely uncomfortable to me.
Then it got even worse…
I had to maintain some sense of “normalcy” as I policed the streets of Atlanta
Around 2009 or so I started having out-of-body experiences that I was so fearful of I fell into a deep depression.
Not clinically, but I shut myself away from everyone. I was already an introvert, but this was on a whole other level.
At first, the OBEs were gradual and mixed with sleep paralysis. Eventually they went straight into the usual drift away feeling.
It wasn’t until around 2012 that I began having them on a regular basis. Everything from astral travel and astral projection, remote viewing, my conscious awareness being in multiple places at one time (not just bilocation but trilocation), my consciousness going into other people’s bodies (yep, seeing through the eyes of other people and merging with their consciousness), hearing conversations between people who were in other dimensions and then my etheric body traveling there, and experiences that I can’t even put into words.
All these experiences were spontaneous and not willfully done – I never knew when I would “turn on.”
While people were complaining about surface level stuff like what someone said about them… or gossiping about who did what, in my mind I’m like, “Girl please. I was pushed out my body by a shadow bird thing last night.”
Yes, I’ve been pushed, grabbed, pulled, and poked.
What I quickly realized was that what happens in other planes can affect you in this plane. There’s like this bleed through or thin veil between planes. And when your other senses turn on, so to speak, you become aware of it.
The key is to protect your energy field by emanating an energy that’s more powerful and loving than the energy that attempts to pull you down.
It took a while for me to understand that, because I didn’t allow myself to have the courage to face the fear.
Constant fear, anxiety, terror, confusion… that was my life for YEARS.
I felt like my OBEs and other experiences I had with my nonphysical senses were all a scary burden.
And the worst part was that I had no one to talk to about it. I was alone.
It’s not like you can just tell everyone about things like this. Remember, I came from a traditional Christian environment.
Many people are quick to say you’re crazy, cursed, messing with “witchcraft,” or start talking about the devil and demons, etc…
But none of those things were the case with me at all.
It was very hard for me to deal with on my own, especially when you’re surrounded by people who can’t even fathom the realness of stuff like this without talking about “the devil...”
Still in the beginning stages of my waking up process
I eventually found my way to peace...
Ironically, the OBEs were the key.
It takes exploration into other dimensions… realities… planes to really know the whole truth about anything in life. Otherwise, you’re just guessing or believing whatever you were taught from someone else in this 3D reality.
Experience trumps theory any day.
While traveling, I’ve met my spirit guides, guardians, friends in other planes, and other benevolent energies.
My OBEs started to get very exciting and comforting.
And yours can be too.
Being exposed to other worlds allowed me to make sense of this one. Everything that I feared was truly nothing to fear. I was scared of it all because I wasn’t raised to know anything about it.
Even the entities that were pulling and grabbing my etheric body were nothing to fear.
Most people are not aware of low vibrational beings that are all around them when they’re expressing lower emotions like fear, sadness, anger, hate, etc.
Nefarious beings do indeed come around every single human in this world that expresses lower emotions and stays stuck there. People are just not able to perceive them, because they may not be as sensitive to energies as other people, such as myself.
You must be about love!
Don’t swim in a pool of lower vibrations. Love keeps the negative entities away.
I received that training in other realms and so much more over time. Then I put it into practice and have literally seen the power of love.
Once I experienced that power – along with remembering our true multidimensional nature and the truth about our galactic origin, then tapping into that truth through recall – my feelings around my nonphysical senses and interdimensional travel changed.
It wasn’t until around 2019 when I began feeling comfortable with it all. By 2022, I became a master at navigating my OBEs and I allowed my other senses to continue to grow stronger without hesitation.
All is well, and I'm at peace.
I no longer dwell in fear, anxiety, or any other negative emotion. I'm all about confidence, ease, and effortless flow.
It took a very long road to get to this point, but I made it. I now know that I had to go through what I went through to be able to assist others.
I see the bigger picture now, and I’m so thankful for everything that I’ve experienced since being born into this world.
You’ll get to that point one day, and you’ll do it much faster than I did.
Always remember that you’re not alone, and you have the power to overcome anything.
When you’re ready to reach out, I’m here for you.
Vernita
