Out of Body Experiences – What Can OBE Stories Teach us About Conciousness and Our Authentic Life’s Purpose?

I love reading out of body experience stories of others. They are uplifting, inspiring, enlightening and ultimately, they offer hope that there truly is a wonderful “world” of some sort waiting for that piece of each of us…..that is inexplicably eternal.

Having had a number of exceptional experiences myself…..I understand the difficulty in explaining, through words….the details of an unbelievable, amazing and life changing event. An out of body experience, whether you are skeptic, or a believer, or somewhere lost in between, is one of those experiences that ALL admit is something that changes us at our core. (the difference being…the BELIEVER thinks it’s real, and the skeptic, while acknowledging it’s power….thinks it’s an imaginary adventure that may change you, but not for REAL reasons..

Check out the OBE experience below…..it’s pretty exceptional, well written, humble and very easy to understand. I think, regardless of where you fall in the scale above, you’ll enjoy reading it as much as me!
clipped from darvish.wordpress.com

Like a flash, my consciousness, or soul, or spirit, or ka, left my body. I was flying upward around the curved rim of the universe at an impossible speed faster than thought. I still had a body, but it was ethereal, light as a feather. I could see the small oval shapes of thousands of galaxies on my left as I sped past. A heartbeat later I was there.

In front of me was a long luminous table, like a raised dais, and seated there were beings bathed in light, but human in form. They had heads and bodies, but I could not make out their faces. Were they angels? Judges? I don’t know. I think there were ten of them. At least that is the number that is in my head. Then I began to spin like a top attached to a string, though my consciousness looked straight at them. I am spinning and looking straight ahead. How is that possible? And I began to weep. I must be dead, I thought, and began, without any prompting or question being asked, to recount the sins of my life, and they were many.

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