Out-of-Body Experience

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1965 (written on 4 January 2024)

A Childhood Trauma and a Glimpse Beyond

When I was just four years old, a tragic accident forever changed me. My eight-year-old cousin accidentally slammed a door on my tiny fingers, severing part of my pinky and ring finger on my right hand. The injury was so severe that doctors wanted to amputate, but my mother refused to give her consent.

The physical trauma was more than my little body could process. To this day, I have no memory of the pain or the medical ordeal my mortal being endured. What I do remember, however, is far more extraordinary: I vividly recall my Out-of-Body Experience.

I found myself positioned in the upper corner of the room, looking down from above. I saw my four-year-old body lying in a hospital bed, my bandaged hand propped up on a pillow. Beside me knelt my mother, her forehead pressed to the mattress as she wept and prayed with all her heart.

What struck me most was the contrast between my physical and spiritual states. My body was broken and in trauma, but my spirit was in perfect peace. I felt no fear, no pain—only stillness and clarity. Strangely, my spirit identity was not that of a little child but that of a mature woman. Even at four years old, my eternal self was fully aware and whole.

It was my first glimpse into the reality that we are more than flesh and bone—we are spirit beings, eternal and unshaken, even when our physical bodies suffer.

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