One evening when my husband was out of town, as I rose from a chair, half of my body, including my head, suddenly went limp and tipped to one side. There was no feeling in it. I wasn’t afraid, but I had a strong impulse to lie down.
With gratitude for each piece of furniture to lean upon, I made my way to the staircase, and then up each step of the stairs. Then I sank down on the bed on my back. I remember thinking I needed to pray, but I didn’t know where to start, so I just lay there quietly in the dark, waiting for inspiration.
Immediately, I was conscious of being surrounded by what I can only describe as a circle of softness. I could see this, yet not with my eyes. I could feel a gentle presence as the softness came closer, embracing me. I had no fear, no sense of danger. It was wonderful, and I welcomed it.
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