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her own astral projection experience.

"I stared at the flickering candle. My head felt light. I physically felt a kind of tunnel open in my mind ... Once again I felt myself become the flame ... I became the space in my mind. I felt myself flow into the space, fill it, and float off, rising out of my body until I began to soar. I was aware that my body remained in the water. I looked down and saw it. David stood next to it. My spirit or mind or soul, or whatever it was, climbed higher into space. Right through the ceiling of the pool house and upward over the twilight river I lit erally felt I was flying ... wafting higher and higher until I could see the mountains and the landscape below me and I recognized what I had seen during the day." "And attached to my spirit was a thin, thin silver cord that remained stretched though attached to my body in the pool of water. I wasn't in a dream. No, I was con scious of everything, it seemed. I was even conscious that I didn't want to soar too high ... I definitely felt connected. What was certain to me was that I felt two forms ... my body form below and my spirit form that soared. I was in two places at once, and I accepted it completely ... I watched the silver cord attached to my body ... It glistened in the air. It felt limitless in length . . . totally elastic, always attached to my body. My sight came from some kind of spiritual eye. It wasn't like seeing with real eyes. I soared higher and won dered how far the cord would stretch without snapping. The moment I thought about hesitation, my soaring stopped. I stopped my flight, consciously, in space ... I directed myself downward, back to my body. Slowly I descended ... with a soft fusion of con tact that felt like a puff, I melded back into my body. My body felt comfortable, familiar, but it also felt re stricting and cumbersome and limiting ... I was glad to be back, but knew that I would want to go out again." (Out On A Limb, by Shirley MacLaine, Bantam Books, 1983,pp.327-329)

By staring into the candle, Shirley blanked out her mind, directly opening a doorway for the entrance of demons. She eloquently described this by saying, "I physically felt a kind

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