All very strange, unreal happenings, but I knew it was happening to me.
On May twelfth of 1983 my life ended and began again thirty minutes later.
I was living out in the country and a friend asked me to do a favor for him involving electrical work. Having done this type of work before, I felt no worry about so simple a job as running an electric light out to his outhouse.
While in the process of running the line, there was a power pole I had to climb so I could fasten the line down. Some how, while I was on the pole, I came into contact with the high voltage field of an electrical transformer.
From that point on, my memory is not too clear as to what was going on. Witnesses said that there was a sound like a "snap", and that I fell thirty feet to the ground.
In my first moments of awareness I thought I was lying in bed just waking up. Awareness was very cloudy and my thoughts were very confused. I kept asking "What-Happened-What-Happened!?" I was told what had happened but was unable to comprehend due to the state of shock I was in.
Waking moments were not very long, but filled with experiences I can remember clearly: Parts of the ride down the hill, bits of memory of the ambulance ride. All very strange, unreal happenings, but I knew it was happening to me.
During recovery from this devastating accident I began to write down thoughts and ideas that came to me. This is how Life Lines came to be.
I now share with you these few lines. May you gain, as others have, a personal experience through them.