Rose A.

Back in 1975 or 1976, about age 20, I was lying on the floor of my bedroom in pain. I don't mean to be so graphic, but once a month I had extreme cramping, usually lasting for two to four hours, before I would have any comfort from the pain. 

Somewhere along the line, I would usually get some relief from sleep. On this one day I found that part of me had separated from my physical body and had risen above my body to the ceiling. From above, I saw myself lying face down on the carpeting. Everything was so clear mentally and there was no pain; I sensed that the physical body was that which felt pain, that which would also hamper one's clarity of thinking. This other part of me, a spiritual me or a soul me, was so much more at peace being outside of the physical me. I knew that if my mother had entered the bedroom at that point, she would not have gotten a response from my physical body, but I would want her to know that everything was all right with me. I never got farther away from my body than the ceiling, but something told me it was time to return to my body. I reentered my body and immediately felt the pain once again. I got up and walked out into the living room. My mother saw me and commented, "You look white as a ghost." 

This whole experience is not one I will ever forget. Some might say it was a dream, but I have never had a dream that even comes close to what happened during this experience. Back when this happened to me I would not have considered myself religious by any means. However, as of four years ago, I have had what I consider to be a fairly close relationship with Jesus as my Lord and Savior.