I am telling you here, I haven't told anyone for 10 years because
there were no witnesses, save for those who I met during the experience.
It happened 13 years ago during the shuttle Challenger disaster.
During that time, my life was in chaos. I was failing school,
my mother was living in the shadow of a wife-beating heroin addict
for a husband. And the worst thing was, I was hearing voices in
my head. They gradually developed over time. I did my best to
ignore them. But around this time, they seemed to do everything
to get my attention. One of the voices told me that a space shuttle
would be destroyed, and a young teacher would die at the same
time. This was 2 days before the disaster. I did not believe this
until 2 days later when I watched the launch of the space shuttle
Challenger. I watched in horror as the space shuttle exploded
in mid air. I watched the video repeated 5 times on TV. Then I
suddenly suffered a nervous breakdown. My thnking was if these
voices had the ability to give such prophetic information, then
there was no telling what they would do.
I decided right then
and there to end my life to protect my family and everyone else.
So I ran to the bathroom, took a handful of Nytol pills and collapsed.
Then I felt a sudden release. It was like I took a deep breath,
held it in for a while and let it go. I felt myself get up. At
this point, I did not believe I was dead yet. My eyes were closed
until I was on my feet. Then I looked into the mirror. My reflection
was not there! The whole bathroom behind me was reflected, but
my face and shoulders weren't being reflected. No part of me
was. I looked down and saw my body laying down and gasped. "I am dead. I am
really really dead," I thought. I was almost in shock.
But then every negative
feeeling I had seemed to fade away. I looked around. Everything
was different. Spirit eyes have the ability to see things physical
eyes can't. The light seemed as though it were shining through
a prism. I could see it separated in all its colors, even the
ultraviolet and infrared spectum. I could stare at an object
and see every aspect of it. The walls looked thin as paper to
me. I floated all around the house through walls, closed doors
and windows. At one point, I saw my cat come dashing towards
me and suddenly stop. She reacted as though she could see me.
I called her name (Patches) but she didn't react. I waved my
hand over her eyes, but she didn't respond. She simply sniffed
the ground under my feet.
Then I floated outside
and noticed something odd. Right where the sun should be, there
was this ringed-shaped form, a portal. I felt a sudden need to
go there, so I did. I found myself flying off earth, past venus
and mercury at the speed of light. The portal seemed to transcend
time and space. It was a long tunnel. When I emerged out of it,
I found myself floating over what looked like an ocean. Below
me was this blue energy which glowed like fire, crackled like
electricity and rippled like water. Off in the distance, I could
see a light. This was a very powerful light. Even a million blue
stars put together could not match the brightness of this light.
I felt drawn to it.
The source of this
light was this fatherly figure. He was standing on what looked
like a beach. I suddenly realized this person was none other
than the founder of Christianity, the Lord and Savior, Jesus
Christ. The very one who used his blood to wash away the sins
of others. He was incredibly beautiful, a being of pure crystal
spinning the purest light. He beckoned me to join him. I followed.
I found there were a few other spirits here with him, the spirits
of the Challenger crew. The spirit of Judy Resnick turned to
me and smiled. But that is where my memories of the experience
end. I lost most of them right after I returned to my physical
After I revived, I
suddenly had a vomiting spell. I looked at the clock and found
I had been out for 90 minutes. That experience had changed my
life mostly for the better. My grades in school improved somewhat.
People had noticed a change in my personality. I used to get
easily ticked off when people infuriated me. But now my temper
seemed to cool down a lot. My guidance couselor looked over my
grades and disciplinary reports (which were mostly blank) after
that semester. He was amazed at my change in attitude and said "It's like you were touched by
God." I had made a lot more friends and got out of the wrong crowd. And
a few years later, my family packed up and walked out on my mother's husband.
I tried helping him myself, but he always responded with abuse.
Every now and then,
I do recover a fragment of a memory of my experience 13 years
ago. One memory I recently recovered was the image of a waterfall.
This waterfall is as tall as Angel Falls yet infinitely more
beautiful. But unfortunately, I cannot find any way to draw it.
To draw it would be to take away a lot of its beauty.