Departing the Physical
There were 8 friends on the scene when the lung exploded through the airway when I stopped breathing. There was confusion on my part when I found myself outside the body and in spirit. After I recovered from the hospital trip and reunited with my friends, it was confusing piecing together what had happened. My memory had been effected by the short stay in the hospital. I was comparing notes with my friends about what they could recall of the scene. We agreed on everything up to the point where I 'became' a spirit and was hovering around the scene trying to talk to them.
They felt I had lost consciousness at one point where - from my point of view - my consciousness continued outside of my body. This revelation and testimony astonished my friends. I could tell them every thing that was said and that had happened up to the arrival of the ambulance. There was a duration of time where my spirit had departed the scene and had been busy in the 'spiritual realm.' I didn't have testimony of the events going on at the scene during my absence.
What I could recall about leaving the body was - it was so sudden and quick that I didn't realize I was outside of the body at first.
The first sight I had outside of my body should have been a hint to what happened but I had experienced 'third eye' vision in the past. I saw the 'dark spirits' feeding on the 'anger, mocking and teasing going on. They took off running when I rose up out of my body. The eyes of the 'dark spirits' grew wild and big. They were knocking each other over trying to exit the scene. (Little did I realize that the 'Albino Spirit' had showed up on the scene and was hovering off behind me. It took me awhile to see his presence on the scene.)
I had rushed toward a couple of friends who had burst out in tears. I was trying to comfort them and let them know I as okay and there was nothing to cry about. They kept ignoring me as if I wasn't even there. I felt offended by this. They kept starring over my shoulder to the location I felt I had been on the floor. I finally turned to look at the spot on the floor and was shocked to see a body laying on the floor. My thought was,
"Where did he come from? Who is he? What did I miss?"
I couldn't figure out who the guy was that was laying on the floor with a puddle of blood from his mouth. After a while, I realized it was my body. It is not a view of myself that I was used to seeing. I was used to a flat and opposite view of my face from a mirror. Or a photograph of myself in a flat image. A mind don't usually have a view of it's body from the point of view that everyone else has of it. When I figured out that it was my body on the ground - that is when I looked off to the side and saw the "Albino Spirit." The same one I had encountered in my childhood. The memories of my childhood near death experiences came flooding back and I understood why I was being ignored. I was a spirit again, outside of my body and invisible to the sight and sound of the ears of my friends.
I felt stuck between the two realms. I didn't want to leave my friends mourning for me as they were. I knew in an instant that I was coming back to the physical body. I had a trip to take to the light. All the hidden memories of the past came flooding back and I had sight of this in my past. This was not an accident as much as it was my fate and destiny catching up with me.
I tried to communicate with the inner hearts of a few of my friends. (Two of them later told me that thought they had heard me talking to them - but - thought it away as a figment of their imagination due to the trauma and stress from the incident.)
When I was able to confirm what I had said to them - they were amazed and accepted the possibility that my spirit had been in the room with them during the time I was 'supposedly' dead on the floor.
There was no doubt in any of my 8 friends minds that I had been 'dead' on the scene when the paramedics arrived. The paramedics confirmed this when they searched for vital signs and found none.