Astral Travel

I am spiritual person. There are these shows on Blogtalkradio.com where psychics and mediums have shows. The purpose of these shows are often to give readings for free, but some provide meditations and other teachings. Tonight I was listening to a show by this woman named Marisa Ryan. She is a psychic medium and during her hour show she lead an astral travel meditation. After the relaxation part I traveled toward a light and when I reached the light I ended up in this park with these dirt gravel path. Around me there was a well groomed lawn and shady trees. On my left there was a river flowing in a canal. On my right there were buildings. I walked down this path and on my right again between two buildings was a space with this iron fence that opened up into a garden with a brick path and a fountain in the center. Flowers and green plants created walk ways. Further to the right of the garden there was a bench. This bench was structurally iron with redwood planks. I sat down and waited and asked my dad to join me. My father died when I was a baby. I was only 3 months old when he passed away, and when he was walking toward me he was young. He sat down next to me. And I immediately felt like a little girl and sat in his lap. I felt him hugging me and rocking me. I started to tear up and cry. I had asked him if he was proud of me, and he said yes. Then I invited Clara, and my great grandmother and Mrs Oliver, but my dad was clearer. It felt good to be in his company. It was such a good experience.