Chapter XIII
The Immaculate Conception
On Monday, September 23, 197 4, I drove back to
Acaya. I was prepared. I'd read the book of Matthew in
the Bible, anticipating the discussion I would be having
with Rama. She'd told me she would analyze the origins
of Christ as they related to UFO phenomena. I could
hardly wait.
It wasn't quite as warm on Tuesday as it had been the
day before. I was especially sensitive to the temperature,
since I had to go swimming inside one of the chilly
bathhouses.
After my bath, I went to the restaurant to have
breakfast. It must have been about 10 o'clock when I
heard Rama's patrol bike approaching. I saw her driving
toward the river and called out to her. After we greeted,
we walked to my car to get my briefcase.
I couldn't wait to tell her my news.
"Rama, something really wild happened to me while I
was practicing astral projection," I said.
"Really, Chacho? Tell me about it."
"This is getting to be a lot of fun! It's turning out just
as you said it would, extremely entertaining and inter
esting. Yet it doesn't seem to interfere with my everyday
life, even though it takes a great deal of time and
concentration. I think getting to know your own spirit
and being able to take it out of your body at will is an
incredible experience."
"That's certainly a change in your attitude. I told you
you'd like it. What do you want to tell me?"
"The other day, I was trying to concentrate and get
into trance. I was sitting by the beach in my car, sort of
semiconscious, when it happened. I remember the
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