112 DATE WITH THE GODS
books on this subject: The Third Eye, The Silver Cord, and
You Forever. I'd read them and there were bits and pieces
etched deeply in my memory. Also my friend Gracie,
who studied metaphysics, had told me about "going out
of your body" and "taking fantastic trips," but at that
time all this stuff was too far out for me.
As I sat, somber and deep in thought, Rama put her
arm on my shoulder and pointed to the positive signs on
my pad.
"These signs make your soul," she said. "They're
constantly revitalizing your physical body. This is your
thinking process, too. It can be projected to any point in
the universe, depending on how you stretch it.
"Your thought is your soul. You transport thoughts,
you're transporting ananas. The shape of the thought is
a conglomeration of ananas."
"I don't understand you on that."
"Close your eyes. Mentally transport yourself some
where." I followed her instructions to the corner of
Broadway and Forty-second Street in New York City.
Then she said, "I can see you're creating shapes. You
see the high buildings, Loew's Theater, the Castro
Convertibles sign, the Times Square building, the en
trance to a subway station. Now your thoughts have
movement; I can see cars moving, a fire engine going
down Seventh Avenue."
"Rama, you're fantastic! How'd you do that?"
"Don't be impatient, my friend, you11 be able to do it,
too. Want to do another one?"
"Yes! This is fun."
"You go. I'll tell you."
I mentally transported myself to Radhusplatzen in
Copenhagen, Denmark, and imagined going on a tram
from Radhusplatzen toward Viktoriasgade. I had a
mental image of going past the entrance of Tivoli
Gardens, the great S.A.S. Building at the corner, the