I just read and watched the story of Oscar the cat (on this site) who visits those who are dying. It reminded me of something that happened to me a while back and I thought I’d share it.

One day in 1988 I awakened at about 5 a.m. Trust me, what happened next was no dream. Suddenly, there appeared before me three people who were laying down. They appeared in a kind of holographic form, on a screen that was brightly lit from behind. (no television in my room, and back then, no computer so no screens of any kind). There was an adult woman, who was closest to me, and adult man, who was next to her, and a child, I think male. My heart was racing and I tried to make sense out of what I was seeing. I managed to sputter “Who are you” at which point the woman turned her head and looked directly into my eyes. Then the whole scene dropped out of site, like an elevator going down. I was so scared, words cannot describe it. I was wide awake, shaking like a leaf and trying to understand what I had seen. I told no one for over ten years. But it didn’t stop with that.

Three weeks later, I was sleeping somewhere else, (the change in venue convinced me the house I was living in had nothing to do with it) and I awoke early in the morning and saw just the woman standing before me. Again, she was lit from behind. She was holding a telephone receiver (in 1988, there were no cell or cordless phones), and screaming into it, though I heard nothing. She was crying and desperately trying to communicate something. This time, I was more curious then scared. Again, it appeared as a holographic image and again, I asked “Who are you” and like before, the image disappeared like an elevator dropping. At that point, I was very curious and very frustrated. I want to impress too that I was on no medication, did not drink or smoke dope and took nothing more than an aspirin.

After that, I went to a psychic, something I had never done before. I told her the story and said I feared I had attracted something dark in my life. She did a reading and said that no, this was someone caught in the astral plane, and if I saw her again, I was to send her into the light I was seeing behind her. This was all very new to me; I had never heard of anything like it before. She said I needed to do it quickly, because time was of the essence. Of course, I had no control over whether or not I’d see her, but I promised to do just that if I did. Three weeks after that, (why these three week intervals, I do not know) I did see her again. This time, the phone was at her side, and she was sobbing but not frantically, just in sort of a hopeless matter. I asked her to look at me. She met my eyes, and I told her to turn and go into the light. I said her husband and son were waiting for her (I have no idea who those other people were, but those words just left my mouth before I could think about it). She looked at me in the eye for a while, then turned and walked into the light, which was fading. It dropped out of sight and I never saw her again. But I do occasionally see others. But nothing like that experience.