was the day of my grandparent's 50th wedding anniversary
mass. The reception was at their home and the place
was very crowded. I remember trying to find any of my
siblings or any one I knew because I felt lonely. All
I could see was women from the waist down and, more
than anything, I noticed hands because that was what
I could see at eye level.
I entertained myself by looking at them and noticing
the difference between them, until I saw this hairy
hand and heard an unexpected male voice that startled
me. At that moment, I flew up to the ceiling where I
felt safe. While there, I saw my mother and some of
my siblings. I tried to talk to them but no one could
hear me. Also, I could not distinguish conversations;
all the talking was just one general humming sound.
I started to enjoy myself from up there, looking at
the people, and flying all over the party. While I was
there, my sister Diana joined me. She was one year old
at the time. She asked me what was I doing up there.
It was like we both knew that this was not the norm.
talked for a while and then she left. Later, I saw my
father looking worried and I knew he was searching for
me. So I was back in my body when he found me. But during
that day I went out-of-body at every opportunity I had.
That was the only way for me to see what was going on.
My first OBE that day was probably caused by loneliness,
but the rest I think was my curiosity .
amazes me is that my sister, who was an infant who couldn't
talk yet at that time, could converse with me while
we were OB in an easy-flowing dialog.
Mar. 19, 2011