Soul Travel via Imagination
By Sri Harold Klemp
A gentleman once told how as a boy he loved to attend mass. In church, he sat among the other worshipers and marveled at the statues of saints that towered over the congregation on high pedestals. Some statues reached near the ceiling.
How wonderful it would be to stand beside them, he thought.
So, while others bent their heads in prayer, this industrious lad did Soul Travel. In the Soul body, he rose above his human body and stationed himself next to the saints, whose heads soared to such heights.
One day, he shared his unique ability with his mother. He confessed how he loved the wonderful experience of rising up near the ceiling by the statues. Why, he could leave his pew and fly up among the saints. Even better, no one could see him. His mother pursed her lips, trying to be clear in her mind on where her son claimed to go.
"You mean in front of the altar?" she asked.
"No," he said. "I mean up there by the ceiling."
"Don't speak such foolishness," she said.
That was that. The boy was still and said no more. Yet he wondered about his mother's reaction to what he had revealed. A frosty ear, indeed.
He had seen and felt himself in another location, in more than his imagination. No doubt about it. For where imagination is, there is Soul. It surprised him to find that others who went to mass never left their pews in their subtle bodies to float around in church. How dull.
What's the point in going to church? he wondered.
I tell this story to show that you too can move into the hidden worlds beyond our physical one. It all starts with the imagination. But first, fear and guilt must go. They are like the bricks and mortar of a high stone wall that separates us from our true spiritual rights.
They lock out freedom.
Excerpted from Past Lives, Dreams, and Soul Travel, copyright © 2003 ECKANKAR. All rights reserved.