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Astral Travel

by Seann Vinyasa-Billson, BA

Living in Japan, teaching English, in 1993 was perhaps one of the finest moments of my life. I was in great shape, exercising a minimum of an hour and half a day. Proper food combining all aided in having superb health. My exercise routine involved walking, biking and re-bounding.

In June of that year, I was to return to Canada. A few months prior, I had a flying dream that took me over Los Angeles. As I was flying over the city, I was looking for Marc Price. The reason is because a year before on February 14, 1992, I went to a local radio station to sing him a little jingle. Another guy went with me as the two of us won an audition to do singing telegram deliveries.

As I was driving away from the station, after our little jingle surprise for him, Marc was still being interviewed and mentioned on the radio that he would like to see me again. Talk about a thrill. I went to see his comedy show at Yuk Yuk’s Comedy Club.

For some strange reason, after the show, I became shy and took off after briefly speaking with him. That is not like me. The fight or flight syndrome kicked in and I am sure he’s happy I didn’t stay around to fight. Anyhow, back to June of 1993. I did not find him in my astral traveling, however, I did notice a hotel and a castle like building across the street from the hotel. Pretending I was superwoman, I flew around the area again feeling like I was going to be staying in that hotel sometime soon.

When the time came to book my flight home to Canada, I insisted that I stay in Seoul, Korea overnight and to stay at the Hilton in Los Angeles. I asked the travel agent to book me into the Hilton closest to the airport. My desire to stay in Korea had to do with the shopping. A friend gave me his air miles to fly anywhere in the States one way, so that is why I was flying to Los Angelos and then onto Minot, North Dakota after a couple of days. It's located only an hour and a half from my home town in Canada.

Daring to leave the hotel in LA, I went to get my hair done and buy new spectacles. Coming back, there was the castle like building beside the hotel. It was exactly what I had seen in my flying dream. This was my first taste of astral travel. Boy was I excited. Conveniently, I had my camera with me and took pictures. Soon after arriving home, I would have my second experience. It was a WOW experience.

For the first two weeks I was home, I seemed to sleep a lot. I was helping to take care of my nephew Jeremy who was a year and a half at the time. When he would take a nap, so would I. Jeremy was in my parent’s bedroom which is located off the living room. I chose to sleep on the couch and flew out of my body and went to the farm. This time it was a different sensation.

It could be compared to a big squishy ball all around you that you could see through and move with. The colors were 1000X brighter. I felt like I was part of everything that I was seeing, hence the squishy ball feeling. Nothing was separate from me. All extended and molded into everything else.

Floating on the road looking towards the farm, I saw my Aunt and Uncle’s home from the view of the front entrance and the tree on the left of the house. There was something near the tree. As soon as I wondered what it was, zoom, I was there practically on top of it. Whoa! It was a picnic table.

I had just been at the farm and they didn’t own a picnic table. How could this be? The sensations were so surreal that I had a distinct thought that I must be dead. Suddenly, this voice out of no where said, “No you’re not dead. Get back to your body before Jeremy wakes up!”

With that, I woke with a start to see Jeremy waddling out of the bedroom towards me. He was a sweetheart then and he is a sweetheart now. Shortly upon rising I phoned my Grandma at the farm to tell her of my strange dream. My grandparents lived on the same farm but in a different house which was further back from the main road on the left side.

Recounting what had transpired, I then asked her what she thought about it. She was silent for a bit and then she became really excited. My Aunt and Uncle had purchased a picnic table a few days earlier and that is exactly where they put it.

The question to ask is: If Seann can see picnic tables, what else has she seen? Okay, okay, I’ll let you know of one more that was recent. I was out flying around one night and came across George Clooney. He was lying down on his back, on a couch, fully dressed and sleeping soundly. What a cutie! I was admiring how well he dresses and loved his cheeks.

What have I learned from my astral travel experiences? George Clooney sleeps on his back. Seriously, be grateful that you are in a body right now and have the time to change your mind. When I looked at the picnic table and wondered what it was, I was there instantly. There was no time to contemplate whether or not I really wanted to know what was under the tree.

The colors are amazing and we are not separate from anything. If there was ever a time to ask an important question about your life, that would be the time.