Lots of Experiences Lately
I go through periods when I’m having experiences, and this is one of them. Last Tuesday night I was meditating and suddenly shot out of my body, up through the ceiling and into the sky. I was really racing, going higher and higher, and fast. It was wonderfully energetic, delicious and marvelous. I was literally racing out into the stars when a wise, gentle presence came close to me and told me to go home. I recognized this being immediately: it was my dad. The last time I made a clean break with my body like that was in late 1986, and at that time I tried to get back in but couldn’t–not until my dad came and helped me. Same deal this time. The difference? Last time I wanted to. This time, I could have just kept going.read more