I was in a film class in college. We were
studying a documentary about a hospital. When they showed a close up of
a small wound bleeding, being extremely squeamish at the time, I
fainted.
When I fainted, I did not have an out of body experience
in the sense of hovering above the scene. I think that first I went to a
place that most people might describe as 'heaven' where I felt I was in
the presence of a divine power. I did not see a specific religious
personage such as Christ or Buddha, etc. even though I have a Christian
background. Then I went to the beginning, by that I mean to a place
before the universe existed. It's difficult to describe as nothing
physical existed. There was an overwhelming sense of serenity where all
the souls that exist are in a sea of souls and where the boundaries
between individual souls was not defined, much like waves in an ocean. I
was individual yet part of a larger whole. I was there for more than an
eternity, sort of a timeless time, since time did not exist yet.
Then
'God' who seemed to be apart from or at a higher level than the seas of
souls, created the physical universe. One by one, the souls were pulled
into the physical universe but there seemed to be a voluntary nature to
the participation. This was an extremely interesting experience since I
witnessed everything from the beginning, formation of stars, etc. But
as the physical universe evolved and as my soul was pulled into the
universe I seemed to focus on just the Earth, but saw and experienced it
on a micro level, having simultaneous, complete knowledge of every bit
of earth especially of any living thing, including the smallest microbes
in the soil or ocean.
It's difficult now to remember the
feeling of being simultaneously aware of every living thing. Along with
the total history of the earth, I saw and experienced my little part in
it, thus seeing my own life and death. After I died in the experience,
my soul floated in space above the earth. Even though I was back to
being a soul, it seemed to have the form of my naked body. As earlier in
the experience, my soul had the godlike quality of omniscience and I
think therefore omnipresence. However, as I floated in space I slowly
became aware that I was gripping something in my hand.
At first, I
tried to ignore it but eventually I found I couldn't open my hand to
see what I was holding. At that point, I was 'informed' by 'God' that I
was still tied to the physical world and had to go back. My soul fell
back through a dark tunnel except for a thin shower of individual
photons that smarted like sand in a wind. It was almost like a birth
canal for a soul. I fought hard to keep from going back to the physical
world but was unable to prevent it.
I slowly became conscious,
one of the girls in the class was running her hand through my hair and
they were all crouched around me. Before I opened my eyes, I could feel I
was holding something. I opened my eyes and saw the wooden beams in the
old classroom and the first thing I said was something like 'How can
this still be here after all that time?' I opened my hand to find a set
of keys. I asked whose they were and a friend of mine from India said
they were his and he took them. The class instructor took me into his
office and asked if I had taken drugs. I was amused but I was not a drug
user at all. He wanted to send me to the school clinic but I went home
and slept for a long time.
Later I talked to my Indian friend,
and without first describing what happened when I fainted, I asked why
he put his keys in my hand and he said that in his area of India the
custom is that when someone faints or goes unconscious they put
something brass in the hand to keep the soul in the body. Also, as
mentioned earlier, when I talked to the vet in the class he told me that
he definitely thought I was dead. The girl who was rubbing her fingers
through my hair told me I was only out for about a minute. That's what
amazed me - how could I seem to experience multiple eternities in real
time during that short of a period?
NDERF.org, #4598
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