Paul Beecher's Out-of-Body
is the first time I have publicly come out and told
of this event. Prior to this, I've only told family
members and very close friends about my experience.
The reason is because I am skeptical of others recollections
of their experiences. Why wouldn't there be more similarities
between mine and others descriptions of their events.
The common similarity, "The bright light".
attending the University of Wisconsin, I developed a
casual working relationship with the Dean of Psychology.
It was one of 2 majors I was pursuing at that time but
Psych was my love. Prior to my coming to him and
divulging what I had just experienced, I had no idea
my professor was so curious about or familiar with near-death
having a party at our apartment celebrating the completion
of exam week, I fell asleep around 1:00 am. While
asleep, I found myself in a corridor without walls and
existence on both sides of me as I passed along this
pathway. I say, "passed along," because I didn't feel
like I was walking. Everything was so effortless. I
was also being communicated with by each of these entities
I passed, as I continued. It's the best way I can describe
it. I couldn't actually see anything or anyone on either
side of me, yet it was still very obvious whom or what
they were. As ridiculous as it may sound I remembered
the single celled ameba.
I progressed, there was an evolution taking place, both
physical and intellectual. I remembered specifically again,
passing by what was then referred to as a "Trash collector".
It was at that time, I noticed a light, that seemed
forever away, yet in the direction I was coming. I remember
an executive, then a leader, dignitary and scholar.
Although I can't describe any other specific life forms
I encountered, it was every form of life and they were
communicating to me without speech. I was spellbound.
Then I looked ahead and remember how surprised
I was at how much space we had covered and how much
closer the light was.
was the first time I really felt the presence of that
pure white light and also sensed it drawing me closer.
It's glow was so comforting and warm. It's maybe
hard to imagine a light being clean. It was almost an
antiseptic type clean that was odorless, tasteless,
but so perfectly balanced, it was amazingly pure tranquility
was at this point that I realized, that the physical
appearances on both sides of me had evolved to forms
I'd never seen. With these image changes came remarkable
advancements in intelligence. As I proceeded towards
that glorious light, now beginning to encompass everything,
I started to feel uncomfortable although continuously
being more powerfully drawn to the light the closer
I got. I also realized, soon there were no more material
entities on either side of me anymore - just immense
evolutions of intelligence without form. For the longest
time I couldn't understand what was being communicated
and I found a new peace and security that came from
their evolution of their knowledge. I just can't put
their affects on me into words.
I sensed that beautiful and tranquil light was drawing
me into it. I became panic stricken and finally reached
a point where I was going to have to make a choice that
I didn't want to make. I was torn between the feeling
of nirvana, which I'm certain would have been the result
of letting the light consume me, and a sudden anxiety
- a fear that soon the decision would no longer be mine
and I had to act now.
sat straight up in my bed after yelling, "No!" and decided
I didn't want to go any further into the light. My roommate
rushed in having heard my yell. I was holding my left
chest and could feel my heart pounding. It wasn't until
then that I started to sweat profusely. I had to tell
someone. My professor seemed the logical choice.
divulging in detail the previous evenings proceedings,
my professor told me that, had I not waken up when I
did, I probably wouldn't have woke up at all. He told
me that that light was heaven - Nirvana - whatever that
final perfect place in my mind is. He said the authorities
would call it unusual that someone my age could die
from a heart attack, but something like that was
what my death would have been attributed to.
carry from that experience, a newly found resolve with
death. I have no fear of death. Quite to the contrary,
"I have seen the light!"