The Immaculate Conception 237sensation of my spirit leaving my body, but it was more
like a dream because I didn't have full control of where
my ananas and anionites were going.
I was in a place with several waiting rooms that had
tables in the center and some magazines laying around. I
saw many people, wearing coats and carrying umbrellas.
I remember the air was moist, like it had just rained. I
picked up one of the magazines and started leafing
through he pages, not paying too much attention to
what I was seeing or reading. Then something caught
my attention; I saw a picture of the Virgin Mary,
surrounded by priests and nuns. The caption read, 'Pope
Clement XV.' I was conscious enough to react to what I
had seen, because I rushed back to my physical body and
woke up, suddenly, like one who is just falling asleep and
is startled awake. I guess my ananas and anionites had to
make a speedy return. Then I was fully conscious."
"Well, that happens every once in a while."
"Wait; I haven't finished yet. At the bottom of the page
I had seen the name and date of the magazine. You know
how sometimes it's very difficult to separate dreams
from reality. I was so confused I could hardly tell if I'd
had a dream or if it had been some weird facet of astral
projection. There was only one way to find out; I had to
go out and get the magazine article. I did. It was real; the
contents of the magazine were as real as I had seen them
during my astral trip.
Now I can hardly wait for you to tell me what
happened. How was I able to sense the moist air, touch
the magazine, and remember its contents ?"
"From what you're describing, it seems that your
spirit wandered into space and some attractional force
took it to a hospital or social security office in the south
side of Chicago, or somewhere on Long Island."
"What could have caused this phenomena?"
"One, your subconscious mind in search of evidence