This OBE experience took place in 1980 when I was already accustomed to traveling, but in this case, it was more automatic than I was to decide where my destination would be. It is provided here as a poem.
From my room through the air
I was blown by a wind
it carried me to a quiet town
I had not seen or been
I stepped across the street
to a park on the other side
and came upon a baker’s shop
that caught my searching eye
A few people stood by the window
and we all looked in
as a lonely young girl
placed a cake within
Slowly through the window
I put my arms and hands
to see what I could feel
as if I had this planned
The girl raised her head
and gave to me a smile
as if to say to me
won’t you please stay awhile
I smiled back
and went on not too far
then skimmed across the street
nearly being hit by a car
An older man was driving
his hair was short and gray
I could see the way he felt
was better he did not say
The wind picked me up again
back to my room I returned
to awaken from a journey
to where I may never learn
* The wind is called the Astral Wind. While standing outside my body in the room, I could hear and feel it as it swept me off to the town which took maybe 5-10 seconds to reach.
* Through the window/arms and hands: It was a sticky or clammy kind of feeling which I have experienced before when only able to move my arms and hands or legs out of body.
* Location Traveled to – If you’re familiar with the different levels surrounding the earth it would not be the astral plane nor the higher most levels but a level in-between.
* Everything happens for a reason, and the reason here was to show me this area of life. A pre-planned experience by spiritual teachers in the higher realms.