The Path of the Soul

I was on the balcony, a beautiful day, the wind was lightly blowing, and when I closed my eyes, I could hear it pass by my ears, also hear the birds singing and some neighbour murmur in the background. I wanted to get some past life memories, and instead I found myself remembering a scene of my childhood that I haven't though about in years. My mom was a math teacher and she took me once on a school camp for a weekend, I think. She was there with other teachers supervising children from the school and I was just tagging along. I remembered it was evening, and I should have gone to sleep, but instead I went to a room where people were dancing and talking, and I felt so important there, like I was in another world, of the grown ups. Strange how this memory surfaced now, it was long forgotten. I'm trying to think what triggered it, but I have no idea. I'm glad though that it's something I remembered from my childhood, it was a nice, if innocent, memory.