The Transition


It was the day of my 27th birthday in the early 1970s. It was a sunny weekend day, I don't remember if it was Saturday or Sunday as I was working on the electrical panel in the back yard of my small rented house. I was alone except for my faithful German Shepherd and had no plans for the day. For some unknown reason I had avoided making any plans for my birthday that year. I had been exploring new realms and developing new views on life for the past few years and just wanted to be alone that day. As I was working in the panel with the full 240 volts alive in there I was distracted by something my dog was doing in the yard and put my hands on the hot conductors in the panel. My muscles locked up causing me to strike my head on the metal panel cover sending a jolt of electricity through my head. I was thrown to the ground and lost consciousness yet I was still aware of my thoughts though I seemed to be in a world of my own. I felt a force pulling at me as though trying to pull me out of my body. It was too strong to resist and I didn't fear it so I went with it. I have no recollection of being above my body and seeing it laying there on the ground but the next thing I knew I was being pulled through a sort of grey brown tunnel. There seemed to be someone there with me saying phrases over and over to me as though it were a poem. The meanings were familiar to me as I had been studying philosophy and eastern religions for the past few years in an amateur sort of way in a search for the meaning of life. I don't know who this person was but as it turned out it was my guide who stayed with me throughout the experience.

As I was being pulled through the tunnel I saw images seemingly on the walls of the tunnel. One of these images was the face of a man which I will never forget. I didn't know him but the image was embedded in my subconscious memory and the way he was moving his jaw from side to side left an unmistakable impression on me. I met this man one year later and we became friends although I didn't recognize him at the time. We both worked for the same company and were on a temporary assignment for a three month period in another city. One weekend we took a little trip together to a resort lake and got into something that I won't mention here. He became mentally unstable and wanted to sit somewhere and rest. We found a vacant bingo room in the building and sat in a couple of chairs. I looked at him and saw his jaw moving from side to side just as it had when I saw him during my N.D.E. I then recognized him and told him about seeing him a year before. He freaked out and became extremely paranoid and left to use the restroom. I became concerned about him and went looking for him but he was nowhere to be found. I search the town the whole night looking for him but he was just gone. He had talked about missing his wife during this assignment and I thought he may have caught a bus and went back home to see her. I went back to our motel room and found his things were still there and he hadn't been there. The next day when I still couldn't find him I had to leave to go back to the city where we were working and left without him. I didn't see him again for three days. When he finally turned up he called me at work from the resort town and told me the story of how he had lost his identity and orientation and didn't know who or where he was. He said he only remembers a "sea of people falling away from him". He had walked out into the street completely lost and someone picked him up and took care of him until his mind returned three days later. He caught a bus back to the city and returned to work the next day but we had a very strange psychic connection after that and he seemed to think that I was responsible for his unfortunate experience. I didn't see much more of him.



The Transition

The Unveiling

The Departure

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