posted on Jan, 28 2007 @ 11:50 PM
I want everyone to know that the story you are about to read is an actual account in my life the profoundly change the way I look at life and who I
truly am. I was a bit hesitant on posting it but here it is.
It was about 20 years ago. I will never forget what happened to me because I was scared to death after it happened. And it forever changed my
perception of life. I was in my late teens and the group of guys I hung out with decided that they wanted to go to Canada to drink and party. I was
the designated driver most of the time because drinking was not my forte. Anyhow the bars close at 1pm in Canada and we got over the Ambassador
Bridge it was about 2pm, by the time I got everyone home it was 3:30pm. I was a bit tired, but more hungry. I was living with my parents at that time,
so life was carefree.
My parents lived in a 2 story home with a finished basement. I pulled up in the driveway about 4pm and went straight downstairs to get something to
eat and switched on the TV. The TV was situated directly across from the couch where I was seated. I went to the kitchen, in the basement, and pulled
a bowl of pasta out left over from dinner. After eating the entire bowl I started to get really tired and I decided I would go to bed, so I started up
the basement stairs.
My room was on the 2nd floor so up I went, past the 1st floor then one more flight to go, by the time I reached the top step I thought $Hit! I forgot
to turn the TV off, so back down the stairs I went. When I reached the landing in the basement I turned and looked to the couch, across from the TV,
where I had been sitting. I froze up, because there was some guy sitting on the couch that I didn’t recognize, but he didn’t move or see me, so I
quickly jumped back up a couple of steps and hid behind the wall coming down the stairs. OK! What do I do I thought.
I wasn’t really scared at that moment just a bit puzzled to who it was. Did a friend come home with me that I couldn’t remember or did they walk
in after I went upstairs? Things were a bit off and I was feeling a bit strange. Ok, I am going to peek around the corner here and see who the hell
this is. I poked my head out, around the corner, hmmm he looks like he is sleeping, but it’s a bit dark cause the TV is flashing from dark to light,
but I think I know him. And that guy is eating my mother’s pasta. I pondered as the TV got brighter and I could see this person more clearly now.
This guy really looks familiar…….then it hit me, all at once. That’s me! Or my body or my self…WTF! But…I’m here…….I got really
scared. Just at the moment I snapped back into my body, my eyes opened and I was positioned facing the TV, sitting on the couch, with the pasta bowl
in hand and adrenalin starting to overcome my body.
I didn’t know what to think. WTF! I was just on the stairs looking at myself or my body now I am here. OK! I am going nuts. You all have to
understand at that time you couldn’t just jump on the net and start researching or asking people. What do I do? I sure as hell wasn’t going to
wake my parents and tell them what just happened, because for sure they would think I was nuts. So the next day I was up and off to the library, after
2 weeks there nothing, nothing in any areas, psychology, or anything made sense of my experience, nothing even remotely close. And who was I going to
Maybe I should talk to a priest, I thought……….nope, I wasn’t even going to go there. I was drawn to a little off the wall book store, in my
area, that I thought might have something I could use. The bookstore was a combination psychic shop and metaphysical bookstore, at that point I had
never even read a single book on metaphysics, or stepped foot into a shop like this. So I spent about 1 hour flipping through books but I found
nothing. A lady near me was sitting in a chair reading a book, she had been there a while and I was getting a warm feeling from her, she looked over
and said hello how are you? I replied, well, not so well, she said is there something I can help you with? I own the store and maybe I can direct you
to what you need. I said well you may think I am nuts, but here’s my situation and I told her what happened, she laughed and said your fine you had
an involuntary OBE or Out of body experience. I replied a what? Here she said, you can flip through these books here and buy the ones that most
resonant with your situation. I thanked her and immediately began my research into what had happen to me.
I was so thankful after reading many, many accounts that I was not alone and it was normal. Most people don’t remember when OBE’s happen. One of
the things I remember from a particular book is that most people have experienced OBE’s. The book said something like this: The best indicator is
when your laying in bed and your just drifting off to sleep and you feel like you are falling or drifting away and you snap or jolt back into your
body and it wakes you. You get the jolt and your whole body jumps. I’ll bet most people have had or remember that experience.
Anyhow from that moment on I knew I was more than my body and that’s when things really got fun and exciting as I began my journey. I hope you
enjoyed my story, so am I an ET having a human experience, are you an ET?
Changed title by request
[edit on 29-1-2007 by Realtruth]
[edit on 19/2/07 by masqua]