Back in 1975 or 1976, about age 20, I was lying on the floor of my
bedroom in pain. I don't mean to be so graphic, but once a month I had
extreme cramping, usually lasting for two to four hours, before I would
have any comfort from the pain.
Somewhere along the line, I would
usually get some relief from sleep. On this one day I found that part
of me had separated from my physical body and had risen above my body to
From above, I saw myself lying face down on the
carpeting. Everything was so clear mentally and there was no pain; I
sensed that the physical body was that which felt pain, that which would
also hamper one's clarity of thinking. This other part of me, a
spiritual me or a soul me, was so much more at peace being outside of
the physical me.
I knew that if my mother had entered the bedroom at
that point, she would not have gotten a response from my physical body,
but I would want her to know that everything was all right with me.
I never got farther away from my body
than the ceiling, but something told me it was time to return to my body. I
reentered my body and immediately felt the pain once again. I got up and walked
out into the living room. My mother saw me and commented, "You look white as a
This whole experience is not one I will ever forget.
might say it was a dream, but I have never had a dream that even comes
close to what happened during this experience.
Back when this happened to me I would not have considered myself
religious by any means. However, as of four years ago, I have had what
I consider to be a fairly close relationship with Jesus as my Lord and