Expansion of Consciousness

Another form of Soul Travel is the expansion of consciousness. This aspect is the true state of personal revelation or enlightenment. It visits both the timid and the bold and is a gentler, less robust version of movement in consciousness. Most people experience this sort of gradual shifting of awareness.
Love and wonder define Soul Travel the best.
Here are true-life stories of people who experienced:

1)

A Spiritual Ecstasy: A Divine Melody Brings Total Liberation

ca lay down in bed, covered his ears with pillows, then listened for the Sound of ECK. Listening for this holy Sound is very much a spiritual exercise. Like a sweet, though rushing wind off in the distance, this divine melody seemed at once both near and far. In fact, it was inside him. Soon came the sensation of a gentle tugging at the top of his head. He stayed calm. Then came a total liberation from his human shell.
In the magnificent Soul body, surrounded by love and goodwill, he hovered over his human form in bed with wonder.
"The whole of this space was lighted with shimmering atoms and bright giant and small stars," he said.
He studied his appearance. To his great joy, he found the radiant Soul body alive with energy and power.
Now he sang "Sugmad" [another word for God] in a gentle lullaby. Thereupon he knew that all the glittering atoms and stars were a part of him. As he sang, energy began to vibrate from inside him, flowing out to sustain all things and beings in this unending universe of stars. What tremendous love and mercy he felt for all beings in this expanse of light!
A great Sound now arose from his breast. It touched and granted bliss, life, and power to all in his worlds. That, in turn, lifted him into a spiritual ecstasy, due to his act of giving love and mercy to all.
Now and again the ecstasy returns.
The experience was one of brief homage to Sugmad (God). It still enriches his life in every way.

2)
I sat with my sister, her boyfriend, and about forty other people in an Eckankar workshop on past lives, dreams, and Soul Travel.
Thrilled as I was to be with my sister after an absence of a few years, I still felt an empty spot. I missed my wife, April, and our two boys. They couldn't make the trip to the ECK Worldwide Seminar with me.
At about two in the afternoon, the facilitators asked our group to try a Soul Travel exercise.
"Place your attention above and between your eyebrows," they said.
This point is the Tisra Til, or the Third Eye. It's a place where Soul—you, as a conscious, individual spark of God—resides.
"Now take a deep breath, and join us in singing HU. It's pronounced like the word hue. HU is an ancient name for God; it's sung as a love song to God. Now imagine a place you would like to be right now, just for a moment or two."
I knew right where that was—home.
Together our group sang HU. The sound filled the room like a celestial symphony. It spirited me to Minneapolis, to the couch in our living room where I sat for a second with my hands folded. Then I got up, moved around, and looked in on the boys playing. April was busy with household chores. Although it all seemed to be just my imagination, it still felt real. It felt warm and comfortable to be with them.
But then the facilitators recalled us from the Soul Travel exercise to the workshop. My sister and her friend said they had enjoyed their experiences too.
Then it was off to other meetings.
We three met the next morning to hear Sri Harold Klemp speak. Later, my sister and her friend treated me to a walk along the beach and a quick tour of Hollywood before they drove me to the airport for my afternoon flight home to Minneapolis.
That evening my family greeted me at the airport with hugs and animated stories about the week we'd spent apart. On the ride home I told April all about my sister and that her friend was a nice guy. But I wanted April and the boys to know how much I'd missed them, so I told of the Soul Travel workshop.
"I Soul Traveled home Saturday," I said.
Wide-eyed, she looked at me and said, "What time was that?"
"Oh, a little after two, California time."
"You know," she said, pointing to my younger son, "around four o'clock our time, this little guy said, 'Mommy, I just saw Dad in the kitchen with you out of the corner of my eye. He was standing next to you with his hand on your shoulder.' "
Allowing for the difference in time zones, it was the exact same time.