Then I saw my mother appear from the darkened hall to my right. I don't know if I heard her or saw her first. I was not afraid of her. Now I am remembering more. This could not have been my first memory of my mother because the first time I saw her I saw only her top left face. I reared back because this "thing" was right in my face. I did not know what an eye or eyebrow was. Then I saw her mouth and chin. I didn't like this at all so I did something against her. She pulled me away from her then toward her again. Years later I figured out what I was doing to her. I was biting her as she tried to nurse me. Talking to you has made me realize the first two events of my life came in a different order. That's why I wasn't afraid of my mother when I saw her after my out of body experience. I had already seen her at least once before. 

At age 3 I recited prayers and began drawing. My personal artwork today reflects the unusual experiences I've lived through for the past 56 years. At age 4 more out of body experiences began. This one was fun and recurring. When it got dark outside I would go onto the back porch. It was made out of cement and had no rails. There was a yellow uncovered lightbulb above me for light. The edge of the porch was lit but over the edge it was pitch black. I would stand at the edge for a few seconds then jump. This was a 6 foot high porch. I would float down and get the feeling of weightlessness I so loved. But just before I jumped I would come out of me and go to the top of the big pear tree at the end of the yard to watch myself do this. Also for some reason my body was a different color once I became an onlooker in the tree. Has anyone had this kind of thing happen? I don't even want to tell you what color for fear of not being believed.  

Still 4 years old. The same house. My two sisters and I slept in a double bed. I was always the one on the outside by the tall narrow window which was open on good days. One night a violent storm woke me. It was loud, the lightning was heavy, and I was getting sprayed from the wind. (About 2 yards outside this window a lightning bolt struck the ground between my older sister and me while I was running after her one day. I was only about three or four feet away. My mother witnessed this. I don't know what it is about my sister and lightning. She attracts it. Her shoe got singed.) I'm getting sprayed and I'm up against my electric prone sister. Not only that but when the lightning struck it showed the shape of tree limbs on the ceiling. All of this together terrified me. I ran and woke up my parents crying. They explained what was making the shadows on the ceiling and closed the window so I was calmed down and thought I'd make the best of it. And I did. Until part of the ceiling to the left of me disappeared. I wasn't getting wet anymore but things were worse. I could see some of the lightning bolts through the ceiling. I knew I'd get into trouble for waking my parents up again so I talked to myself calmly about checking the window with the ceiling and see if there was a connection. There wasn't. Then back I ran to tell my parents of this new development. Of course they were mad. I think I got a swat. I just closed my eyes and didn't look anymore. I fell asleep. This wasn't the last time of disappearing walls. However, it was my son and a nurse I worked for who had the experiences. Those stories I will tell later. 

When I was a teenager I started having nightmares. I would immediately get out of bed and turn on the light. I would sort it out and turn the light off and go back to bed. That didn't work well after this one nightmare. In my dream it was daytime and raining. I was walking across a green field that had a fence in the middle. I was almost there when I tripped. I grabbed it to break my fall and found out it was an electric fence. I couldn't get my hands to open up. Bright rays began shooting out of me and I was vibrating under the current. I died and Jesus came to take me with him. At that moment I woke up. I went to turn the light on as I normal. I hesitated for some reason and thought I was being tricked. As I turned the switch on the light burned out just like I suspected it would. After that every time I was afraid to turn on the light it would blow out.  

Still a teen. I had a very bad experience that is too personal to tell. My step father thought it was funny and made jokes in public about it. He had a camera and when he had me crying hard enough among all these people he thought it was an opportune moment to take my picture. I prayed that he wouldn't get what he wanted. He was going to produce this picture for the rest of his life for kicks. The camera was expensive and he used the best film available. Every picture turned out perfect except the one I willed ruined. It was pure black.

Any associated medications or substances with the potential to affect the experience?     No      

Was the kind of experience difficult to express in words? Yes     I did not know words at that time.

What was your level of consciousness and alertness during the experience?           High degree

            Was the experience dream like in any way?   Not at all

Did you experience a separation of your consciousness from your body?     Yes    

LOCATION DESCRIPTION:  Did you recognize any familiar locations or any locations from familiar religious teachings or encounter any locations inhabited by incredible or amazing creatures?    No           

Did you see a light?           Yes    

Did you meet or see any other beings?           No        

Did you observe or hear anything regarding people or events during your experience that could be verified later?          Yes    

Did you notice how your 5 senses were working, and if so, how were they different?          Yes    

Did you have a sense of knowing, special knowledge, universal order and/or purpose?    Yes      

Has your life changed specifically as a result of your experience?         Yes    

Have you shared this experience with others?         Yes    

Following the experience, have you had any other events in your life, medications or substances which reproduced any part of the experience? Yes     Events are numerous but will be entered at intervals.

Did the questions asked and information you provided accurately and comprehensively describe your experience?               Uncertain      The questions are fine it's my memory that isn't.

Please offer any suggestions you may have to improve this questionnaire.    I think you are thourough and thought provoking. Thank you for your service.