Mexican circus

Eden woke up at 5am saying "Cookies! Cake! Cookies! Cake!" I wished that she was just sleep talking, but unfortunately she was *up*. Thankfully, she went back to sleep around 6:30 and so did I.
 
The vibrations and electricity flood into me. The power and crystal clarity of consciousness overwhelm me. It's been a while. I think of how these sensations are so intense that with each moment I have to re-surrender, and re-accept that they are here. Each moment I am overwhelmed and each moment I have to relax myself into them, letting it flow through me like a breathing river. I can see the Mexican room with clarity. I see our Mexican blanket with a white horse and the lacy peach colored curtains. I fly into them and through the window, rolling around slowly. I am waiting ever so patiently for these sensations to calm down, knowing they will, and knowing I will be somewhere else soon. I find myself hovering above the Yelapa beach. It's another scorching hot day and the water looks divine, but there are clouds hovering above the waves. Clouds? What are they doing so low to the ground? Then the circus appears. It's a circus in the clouds! All amusement and entertainment. Why does this seem so familiar? Eden shuffles around in bed and her movements destroy the OBE. I'm back in my body, but the paralysis returns and I leave my body once again. I can't remember a thing from here.