The Spirit of Everything

Chapter 1 Floating Beyond Form Wait! Stop! What is happening to me? My mind races in confusion as I scramble desperately to get my bearings. Something is happening that I do not understand! The last thing I remember is the babysitter tucking me into bed to go to sleep. Now, all of a sudden, I wake up to discover that I am not in my bed anymore! I am hovering weightlessly above the bed, just below the ceiling. Looking down, I can see my three-year-old body sleeping peacefully below me. My thoughts rush to make sense of it all. How can this be? If I am down there, sleeping on the bed, then how is it possible that I am also up here floating on the ceiling? Moreover, what am I doing on the ceiling? How did I get here? I quickly realize that I am no longer in my physical body. I am in a body made of light. This light body feels different than my physical body. This light body weighs nothing at all. I raise my hands out in front of me and see that they are semi-transparent, luminous, and glowing. As I glance around in disbelief, I recognize that I am not alone. My four-year-old sister, Crystal, is floating in the air beside me. She too is alarmed and shoots me a thought. What is going on? What are we doing here? We are both so bewildered. I don’t know Crystal! I reply telepathically in silence. Here, give me your hand! Crystal floats closer to me and extends her hand. As I reach out to clasp her hand in mine, I am suddenly alarmed when our fingers pass right through each other. There is nothing to grasp! At that moment, I realize that we are not solid beings anymore. Crystal and I look at each other in amazement, noticing how our bodies have changed, and how our forms are shimmering and sparkling. Using the energetic language of thought, Crystal begins to communicate with me by sending ethereal pictures and images. To my surprise, I discover that I understand her perfectly. In silent conversation, we agree to set out and explore our surroundings in our newfound bodies of light. Gradually, as we drift wordlessly side by side, Crystal and I begin to relax into the experience. Our confusion soon gives way to a deep sense of peace and surrender. Hovering together in complete silence, we begin to take in everything around us. We are light in the darkness. As we glance around at our surroundings, we can see the entire outline of the pale green walls of our bedroom vibrating with fluidity. I realize, in my current state of awareness, that nothing is really solid. Everything seems to be held together by vibration. Soon Crystal and I discover that if we focus our attention together in the direction we want to go, we glide effortlessly and instantaneously toward the path of our thoughts. Making our way down the hall, we float along just below the ceiling. In our excitement, we converse with each other silently. We’re flying! We’re flying! As we grow more comfortable with our new ecstatic freedom, we practice drifting up and down the hallway together. Eventually, after many trips back and forth through the long corridor, we both feel satisfied with our out-of-body adventure. Together, we make the decision to return to our sleeping bodies on the beds below us. The instant we direct our attention to our bodies, we are pulled back by an invisible force that eases us down gently. As Crystal and I slip back into our bodies, I feel the weight and density of my flesh form once again. As I lay there, looking up at the ceiling, I am astounded and amazed by what just happened. Wow! That was so much fun! We were flying! I love flying! I think to myself happily. Yet, at the same time I wonder: Why hasn’t anybody ever told me about flying before? The next morning, Crystal and I wake up early and race into our mom and dad’s room to tell them about our flying adventure on the ceiling. They listen halfheartedly and dismiss us casually saying, “Oh, that was just a dream. You were only dreaming!” “No! No, that’s not true!” I insist. “We were not just dreaming! It was real! I know that we were really flying together on the ceiling!” Crystal nods her head in agreement and chimes in, “Yes! Yes! It was real! It wasn’t a dream!” Nothing my parents would ever say could change our minds about the night we flew together on the ceiling. Crystal and I know that it was not just a dream. We know for certain that it really happened. Even to this day, Crystal and I still reminisce about our mystical adventure and the night we flew free of our earthly forms. As I look back, I realize that this incident was my first conscious, out-of-body experience. At the young age of three, my view of reality shifted and expanded abruptly. From that point forward, I’ve always known that it is possible to leave the body and fly and that my awareness is separate from my physical form. My perception was permanently altered and I began to see and interpret everything about the world differently. I know from my experience that even though things appear to be fixed and solid, nothing is really the way it seems. All of life is vibrating with energy and moving molecules. I discovered that by focusing my attention intently, it is possible to direct my consciousness to travel anywhere, following the direction of my thoughts. I know that in addition to having a physical body, I also have a light body that is not solid. It would be many years before I got an explanation for what really happened on that miraculous night. In my search for the truth, I discovered ancient teachings on soul travel that validated my experience; confirming for me that in addition to having a physical body, I also have subtle bodies within my being that vibrate at higher frequencies. These subtle bodies make it possible to travel beyond the physical realm to experience different planes of consciousness. For me, this awareness changed everything.