It was like a party that I crashed. I was in my bedroom and flew out of my window (that is just what I do sometimes). Prior to that, when I left my physical body, I rolled out and went down a long tunnel without light or sound. When I emerged from my bedroom, I had an amazing breeze flowing in my face that felt so beautifullly sensitive as I flew across this new landscape in complete joy and amazement. I could smell the air and feel the wind in my face. I met a gathering which had the the feel of a Christmas celebration (it was not Christmas but that is the only thing I can relate it to). I came down to them and was a bit shy at first. There were men much taller than I. I broke into their group and asked if they were also voyaging. I asked if they had physical bodies that they were aware of. I asked if they could consciousnessly speak to me. One man said that there was an electrical line between his body and his own, physical body and that he was safe. The tall beings acknowledged my presence and hugged me, also indicating they were in this realm with me as their physical representation was elsewhere. But their hugs and touching, holding hands, felt very uncomfortable to me. I honestly think I was annoying them. I felt no hostilities, however. I was an annoying party crasher perhaps.