Psychic Phenomena OBE or NDE
June 15, 1986. I had gone to bed in usual fashion with a book. I don’t recall when I fell asleep but I had turned off the reading lamp, taken off my specs and set the book next to me on the bed. The next thing I knew I was in the throes of an Apnea attack. Unfortunately, this was a frequent occurrence following a particularly nasty strep throat. Each time it happened my throat closed without warning and I would not be able to breathe. It was terrifying and exhausting but usually it was over in a few seconds although the experience might occur 20 to 40 times before I would get to sleep. On this occasion, however, as I struggled to breathe I felt myself lifted out of my body! Artist Robert Venosa’s painting, Angelic Awakening, captures not the content of my experience but the feeling of being disembodied! Immediately this happened, I felt fine. No pain. No fear. Just relief. That was, until I found myself gently bouncing off the ceiling of the bedroom! The oddity of that made me “look” down. And there I was. Well, my body was there. Yet “I” was up on the ceiling! What had happened to me? Was I dying? Had I already died? And, if so, did this mean I was stuck in this room for eternity! But if I were dead, how could I still see? Having enjoyed the sensation of not having to struggle to breathe, I was now getting a bit agitated with the strangeness of the experience. I could see the alarm clock on the desk next to the bed. It read 3:15 and apparently I was on the threshold between life and death! Despite the circumstances, however, I noticed that I felt ok really – as long as I didn’t dwell on the idea that I seemed to be in two places at once. In fact, the experience had a peculiar familiarity about it that I couldn’t account for.
Psychic Phenomena OBE or NDE
My next memory was of not being alone floating beneath the ceiling – which is when I noticed the guy on the bed! It was a water bed and “I” was under the duvet whilst “he” was on top of it. He seemed to be weightless – which he probably was. But the really odd thing was that “he” was – at the same time! – right in front of me, floating. When I “looked” at “him” I felt an indescribably blissful sense of peace. I could get used to this, I thought. Then I realised that the Being that was radiating this enveloping energy was communicating with me through it. As I gazed at “him” I felt a great many things all at once. For one, I felt – for the first time in my life – completely UNDERSTOOD. He knew everything about me and there was no need to explain or justify anything to him. He somehow communicated a sense of total, non-judgmental, imperturbable acceptance. But, who was he and what did he want with me? As these thoughts tumbled through my mind I was also aware of a new sensation. I felt completely, unreservedly, and absurdly, HAPPY. There was nothing at all that I wanted in this being’s presence other than to stay in it! But I had to ask what it meant. As he watched me, I asked, ”Is this what people mean when they say they are HAPPY?” ”Yes”. Pause. Then he said: “And, this time, I want you to remember it”. Remember it? Fat chance I’d ever forget this amazing feeling! But then, almost immediately, I realised the implication. “Whoa! Wait a minute! THIS time? That means…?” ”Yes”. That’s why he seemed so familiar! I had encountered him before! His next statement has stayed with me as though it were engraved on my heart: “If you ever again begin to doubt that the purpose of your existence is HAPPINESS, return to this experience. Draw strength from it.” This was sounding suspiciously like a good-bye. Hey, we had barely said “Hello”. I did not want this experience to end – not then, not ever! Then, he dropped the bombshell: “You will not see me again for a long while. But you will see me again – eventually”. Everything in me cried out NO! Please, take me with you! Yet, even as I thought it, I knew that would not be possible. At that moment, death seemed preferable to losing this incredibly precious presence, even for a moment. I felt such total, unconditional love for this Being that my heart even now swells at the memory of him.
Time To Say Good-bye, For Now
Again, several things happened in what seemed like quick succession. I somehow was back inside my body and struggling for air. In a second, I felt the release of my trachea and air flooded my lungs. At the same time I was aware that the wonderful Being was beside me – lying on top of the duvet. He seemed ancient. I could only see him from the side but the image has never left me. He was extraordinarily tall, ethereally thin, no heavier than a small bird. I could see his profile. His head was disproportionately large in relation to his body and his neck was long and disproportionately thin and delicate in relation to his head. Both seemed to be covered in “peach fuzz”, like a baby’s head. His “body” was covered from neck to toes in a garment of some sort that seemed to ‘sparkle’ with light. His entire being seemed to be made of light and as I watched in stricken fascination, his form disintegrated and disappeared before my eyes! I could see a cloud of what looked like sparkling dust motes – and then, nothing.
I know there was more to this event because, when it ended, my clock read 4:11. I have no conscious memory of what may have happened beyond what I just described and that seemed to take only a few moments so there must be something else. Try as I might I could not remember what happened during that ‘missing time’. But what I do remember is how the central reality of my life permanently changed. I had experienced what I can only describe as ‘bliss’. I finally understood what Joseph Campbell had been on about for years! What we call ‘happiness’ is actually bliss – the freedom of existence outside the body in the presence of an amazing being who radiated an unending depth of compassion and acceptance. It was this part of the experience that he wanted me to retain and use in future. I felt an overwhelming level of love and gratitude toward this Being despite the underlying pain of separation from his presence. I had to admit I delighted in the knowledge that – not only was it OK to be happy – it was a sort of moral imperative! For the first time in my life (this one, at least) I knew that Happiness has a serious role to play in the destiny of humans.
Happiness Is Destiny
It makes perfect sense when you think about it. Look at who causes the trouble in both our personal lives and in the world: unhappy people who spend their lives in spiting others, asserting their will, bullying, manipulating, plotting and planning how to get what they want at any cost. They may succeed in fulfilling their vision of the kind of life they think they want, but happiness eludes them. No matter what they have, it is never enough. The problem is that they are ignorant of the fact that we are all born in possession of the one thing, the only thing, that bestows Happiness regardless of our external circumstances: Consciousness.
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