My prayer was heard instantly and the “dark critters” (monsters) looked up and over my shoulder with a startled look in their eyes.
I never got around to giving a full testimony to all the guys about what I had sight of during that 14 minute interval from when I left the physical body to when I left the scene and went into the light. I was trying to respect the belief and ‘disbelief’ of their own minds when it came to spiritual and religious matters. I was not a religious person and everyone knew this. I was sort of an ‘anti-church’ person. My NDE’s had led me to have a direct relationship with spirit. I had studied religion and church and felt there was too much politics involved. It made my friends nervous when I spoke of having sight of them ‘feeding’ their monsters prior to me departing my physical body
When my close friend ran away from the room to call 9–1-1, I had been partially out of my body. My ‘second sight’ was returning as I prepared to leave the body. The one young man whom I had the argument with that led to the collapsed lung wouldn’t allow anyone to come to my aid. I had been trying to make a point about his anger — and him ‘feeding his demon.’ When I looked up and saw that it was sort of contagious — I started crying. My thought was ‘forgive them for they know not what they are doing or saying.’ All of them were making fun and ridiculing me. None of them knew that I was in the middle of a serious medical crisis and a few seconds away from ‘giving up the ghost.’ The sight of people ‘feeding their demons’ was nothing new to me. I had witnessed it many times after my 1978 near death experience — and many times during my childhood after and during my childhood NDE’s. It was always a sad sight for me to bear. I called out for ‘God’s help’ and for God to ‘bear witness.’ I did this more for my protection than for the minds of my friends. I didn’t want to be attacked by these ‘dark spirits’ once I left the body. (That would happen during childhood.)
My prayer was heard instantly and the “dark critters” (monsters) looked up and over my shoulder with a startled look in their eyes. They started running all over one another to get clear of the scene. It was always cartoonish to witness this with spiritual sight. My friends were standing in the room with these ‘fiendish’ spirits feeding on a ‘negative energy’ that was coming out of their mouths in their words. My friends also gave a startled look and that is what led me to believe they could see my spirit coming out of my body. It happened at the same moment. My friends later told me that what they were looking at was my physical body going into some sort of seizure flopping around on the ground like a fish out of water. I had audio of both the physical and spiritual worlds during that transition out of the body. The ‘critters’ were making so much noise in their departure that I couldn’t hear the physical noise coming from behind me when the physical body started going into convulsions.
Departing the Body
I jumped up (in my spiritual body) and was walking (hovering) up to each of my friends trying to get their attention. They were ignoring me. I thought they were being rude. They kept looking on the ground behind me and below me in the direction I had been laying prior. I tried to speak to several of my friends but they kept ignoring me. It wasn’t until a few seconds prior to when my close friend returned from making the emergency call for help that I turned to see a body laying on the ground where I had been laying. At first — I thought it was a trick from the ‘tricksters’ (monsters) who had departed. I thought one of them had been trampled on in the rush. Then I noticed that this body had on clothes that was similar to my own. I was just about to realize it was me — when my friend came through the door and saw the body laying on the ground. When my body had stopped breathing — it had coughed up a lot of blood and the lung that had collapsed was clearly visible in the mouth. Everyone said looking at the face was like looking at a frog that had been ran over in the middle of the road. It was a very horrid sight.
My young friend fell to his knees and started pounding on the ground. His tears started flowing. Then I noticed the young friend whose anger it was that led to the situation at hand. He was on his knees as well. He wasn’t crying as much as he was praying. This amazed me as well as everyone else because he had been a very devout atheist. He was talking to God and pleading with God to bring life back to my body. Everyone else was trying to keep my other friend from crawling to the body laying on the ground. They were all trying to put their hands on him some how and comfort him. Everyone knew we had a special bond together and he was the one who was going to suffer the greatest loss — if — I didn’t get back into my body. Or — if I had been a ‘goner’ for good.
It was at that moment that I started noticing the fact that when everyone ‘thought’ I had died — I started seeing the flow of love they had for me in their hearts. It was flowing outward and washing over me in spirit. When my close friend started pounding on the floor — the stream of invisible love he had in his heart was gushing outward like Niagara Falls.