I grew up in a row house of a city. As a boy I used to run around on the street alot,that is play all kinds of running games. I,like others, usually played till I was plumb tuckered out,till I was exhausted(even by a boy's standards). One summer evening when I was 14 years old I was doing such running around I became exhausted and left the guys to go to my house to lie down. I dragged myself in the house,slumbered up the steps to my bedroom and flopped down on the bed. I got up to swing open the large picture window to allow for any breeze to come in. I positioned the opened windows in such a way as to have any breeze go directly across the bed from the foot to the head of the bed. I layed back down facing the picture window. Now and then I felt a slight breeze come up across my body. It felt good but that wasn't enough I needed a little more breeze than that. So I decided to lie as still as possible to be able to feel the slightest breeze coming through. I felt the more still I was better I would be able to then feel all and any breeze coming through. I decided infact to calm my body as much as possible to achieve that goal. I even decided to literally 'talk' my body to 'sleep' inch by inch. I started this 'talk' at my toes and ever so slowly inched my way up to my shoulders. It worked. My body became so relaxed I felt breezes that I didn't even know were there. So,becoming so very comfortable now I continued on and relaxed my head inch by inch. Then suddenly that's when it happened. I went out,unconscious. The next thing I know I am floating above my bed looking down on 'me' lying on the bed looking up at me floating in the air. I,lying in bed, became startled and asked 'me',floating in the air,-'What's going on. What's happening?!! The 'me' above said'Don't worry Otto everthing is all right.I'm just going to go away for a moment than I'll be right back.' I,lying in bed, was still scared and asked'Where are you going.Please don't go.' The 'me' above asked me to please don't be scared that everting is okay. Well,I,lying in bed,didn't like it at all. I felt if 'he',floating in air,left I would die. And I was crying in fear. Then......I woke up. I was startled to death. My heart was throbing. I had no idea what had happened to me. I ran everything through my stressed mind over and over again,but to no avail.I simply decided to chalk it up to a bad dream(that comforted me,I was satisfied with that idea) Eventually I was convinced it was only a dream. I was convinced of that till at a time I entered college and was studying psychology. It was then when I learned just maybe what I experienced at 14 was NOT a dream. My interest in psychology got me into reading about things related to the mind,ESP,clairvoyance, telepathy,psycho-kenetic energy...etc.It was long before.low and behold, I was reading about OBX(out-of-the-body experience) Then,almost immediat- ally,I couldn't help think about my experience when I was 14 and lying on my bed. I slowly recalled it all and became sure that experience was an out-of-the-body experience as was explained in the psychology text. Everything described in it was what happened to me. Today,at 58 years of age,having read more extenxively on OBX, I am thoroughly convinced beyond any shaddow of doubt that there is indeed such a thing as out of the body experience. Why it happened to me when it did I do not know,-I have no idea. All I KNOW is it did happen to me. Some approach me by saying such things as 'You were concentrating on it(obx) at the time you went to bed and that's why you 'dreamed' it. Or they say 'You simply read something about 'flying' and then you dreamed it.' BUT,you see at that time I didn't know anything about psychology nor any of its intimate studies,-ESP,clairvoyance, or OBX. I was only fourteen,a runner on the street. I hardly ever studied let alone read anything with the meat of psychology and its related fields. I didn't learn anything about those things untill 5 years later when I entered college. When I was 14 and younger I did sometimes dream about flying but I NEVER,EVER dreamed about ME hovering above MYSELF(which is quite a difference). Otto Macha Jr. October 30th,1997. E-Mail,-otts@hotmail.com. (I know it is not an angel story,but, I thought it would be interesting for your unsolved mysteries) How it changed my life:To KNOW thaty there IS a spirit world;and to know most emphatically that I,Otto Walter Macha Junior,do have a soul.
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