This happened in 1988, and I need to make it clear that I was not using any drugs medicinally or recreationally. I had awakened at about 5 a.m., and seeing that I didn't have to get up for another hour, I rolled over to go back to sleep.

But, trust me, this was no dream! Suddenly, there appeared before me three people, and they were lying in repose. They appeared in a kind of holographic form, on a screen that was brightly lit from behind. There was an adult woman who was closest to me, an 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 scene dropped from view and the room went black again.

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 and tried to convince myself I had been dreaming, but I knew in my heart this was not true.

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 my vision), and I awoke early in the morning and saw the woman standing before me. She was alone this time. Again, she was lit from behind. She was holding a telephone receiver, and screaming into it, though I heard nothing. She was crying and desperately trying to communicate something. I was more curious than scared now. Again, it appeared as a holographic image. Again, I asked, "Who are you" and again, the image disappeared. When I say that it dropped from view, I mean it literally - like an elevator, it simply dropped out of sight.

At that point, I was very curious and very frustrated, so 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, 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 manner. I asked her to look at me. She met my eyes, and I told her to turn and go into the light. I told her that her husband and son were waiting for her. I have no idea who those other people were, but the words just left my mouth before I could think about it. She looked at me for a while, then turned and walked into the light, which was fading.

Sherri

Posted Dec. 27, 2009