it was an OBE (or astral travel)

the other day i wrote about what happened the other night. i shared the story with two spiritually gifted women i trust and each confirmed it was an out of body experience (or astral travel). in my life as a grown up, i can't think of another time this happened. but it validates my experiences as a child. i think i was 5, maybe 6, but definitely under 7. we were living on rolph street and i shared a room with my sister and my bed was in the left side of the room. i recall so clearly moments when i'd be laying in bed, but my face was up against the corners of the popcorn ceiling in my room. in my heart i understood this to be unusual and have held that memory sacred, even if i didn't know what was going on.

so one of the women i shared this story with told me i'm coming into my own now, emerging out from underneath the heaviness of physical life to return back to who i really am - a kind and beautiful spirit. she thinks i'll be an awesome teacher and healer.