Astral Projection

I astral projected last night. I flew around for a while. Sped up, slowed down. I heard the astral wind. Wooooo. It’s no big deal. You feel-make it happen. You just find the middle way after a few moments of going too fast and loosing control or going too slow and beginning to fall. Its a middle way that we unconsciously know well. In an act as simple as say, holding a glass, we excel in it. We don’t hold so hard that it breaks, nor so lightly that it slips from our hands. We hold it just right. And we don’t even think. And in that very act of holding is the secret of life. That middle ground in which power and control are in harmony. And its a funny thing really, when you think about it, that your hand lives the Tao better than you.