Musings

When I was 3 and 4 years old, I was convinced I could float, like a feather. I remember thinking that I could only do it if no one was watching. I have a vivid memory off chasing butterfly's and bumblebees through the yard (the colors of this memory are spectacular). I could jump very high and float down to the grass, but when I tried to show my mom I couldn't do it. Because it felt so real, and given my new knowledge of astral projection, I think this could have possibly been a projection. It's one of my earliest memories.