Beginning of a Spiritual Life

From:  
Story type: Out of Body Experience
Location: NYC APT.
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Fri Dec  2 22:13:09 2011

Religious beliefs is discriminating. One claims better than the other. Spirituality is not. It is universal and connected. Everything changed for me that evening.

I was a Fashion Design student at FIT in NYC. It isn't unusual that I pull an all nighter of designing, cutting, sewing or making patterns. I lived a floor above my parents pre-war apartment in Queens, NY. I remembered being very tired. There were pieces of fabrics, pattern paper, tape measure, books and fabric scissors on the floor next to the sewing machine. I remembered looking at the mess and thinking, the mess can sit until tomorrow. I decided to turn off the lights and laid down on the couch in the living room/ work space.

I closed my eyes to rest, and the next thing I know, in this dark room, I was slowly floating upward, toward the ceiling. I remembered being confused then scared stiff because there was nothing I could physically do to get back on my body. I willed myself to go back, but to no avail. Each time I attempted, I would just go up higher close to the ceiling. I remember telling myself that if I get passed it, I am through. I looked down and saw the mess, including the pair of scissors on the floor next to the sewing machine. I prayed hard to the father in heaven to pls. let me go back and that I was not ready to die.

Finally on my third attempt, my spirit settled back down and felt the weght of my body, it felt heavy. I remembered opening my eyes, like coming out of drowning. I took a big breathe, got up very very slowly, turned on the lights, walked over to the door and shut it behind me, not even bothering to lock it. I went downstairs to my parents apartment and slept in my parents bed. My mother was surprised and asked what was wrong. I said, "nothing" and curled up in the blankets next to them. I didn't speak of it for about two weeks, then decided to tell my mom. That was twenty some years ago.

Now I am married with two beautiful children. Thank you God for giving me my life back. I never again believed in accidents. Everything happens for a reason...everything.