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appearance, it was identical to the physical, only less dense. However, upon return this second body appeared more real, the more solid of the two. Upon entering the second, the actual physical then seemed more definite. Also, I began to observe more closely my separation process, presuming that if the premise were valid, I would be able to perceive the release from this near-second body. I found it was very real. I could stay in the second body, hovering near the physical, but could move no more than ten or fifteen feet away. It was reminiscent of my first limited out-of-body activities. It also brought back the memory of the many frustrative attempts in those early days to move away farther—and the moment I found the release point. Without being aware of the reason, I had provided subsequently to others in training the key to such release—the mental “security repository box,” where one can place thoughts that get in the way. Once I had become aware of the actual process, it became automatic, and both separation and return contained these elements —leaving the second body in “orbit” close to the physical, moving and being entirely apart and separate from the physical in a “third” body, or an energy essence (without form?). I no longer concerned myself with the details. Understanding it functionally—if not the reason—was enough for my purposes. Another early result of my new navigator (my total self?) was remembering the going-to-class format. This came after my usual outof-body separation process, releasing to such guidance, and without much movement finding myself among a crowd of gray forms. “Crowd” means so many they seemed to fade into the distance. All were focused in one direction, and none seemed to notice my arrival —except one, brighter than the others. It approached me and stopped. It opened—with words! In my consciousness. (Glad you’re back, Bob. You’ve missed quite a few sessions.) I flickered. (Well, uh, I’ve been busy.) The form focused. (You’re different. You haven’t been on drugs or alcohol, have you?) I opened wide. (I’ve lost a lot of rote, or I can’t pull it out. Where am I?)