Originally posted by Evo
So, what was your experience?
OK, here it goes:
I woke up from an afternoon nap and for some strange reason found myself unable to move any muscle in my body. It was so weird! I tried to get up from the bed and no matter how hard I willed for my legs and harms to move, they would simply not respond.
I didn't know what to make it at the time. At first I thought I could be dreaming, but I ruled out the hypothesis. I was fully aware of everything: my location, the time of the day, what I had done before taking a nap, what I had to do after I woke up; you don't get that kind of clear awareness in dreams. So my next thought was, could I be dying? Maybe my body stopped working and my mind would be next. That didn't seem likely either; I was not experiencing anything that could be thought of as causing my death: no pain, no accident, no confusion, nothing; just the ordinary act of trying to wake up from an afternoon nap, something I've done countless times before.
So while still trying to figure out what was going on, suddenly I felt myself moving. "Great", I thought, "it's over". Then I got out of the bed and started walking towards the living room, since I had something important to do. To my surprise, before I got to the living room I found myself back in bed again! I could swear I had really walked, but it must have been my imagination. I went through this three or four times, each time thinking I had actually left the bed, only to find myself back in it a few moments later.
I wasn't impressed with that part of the experience that much. Sure it was weird, but it can all be explained in terms of a brain glitch. What did impress me, quite a lot, was that all the time I had this very strong feeling that my grandmother was at my side. My grandmother had died more than ten years before, but the sense of her presence by my side was far stronger than if a real person were standing in front of me. For that, I have no explanation. Not only was the feeling so strong, it was something I had never experienced before. I couldn't have hallucinated it because I didn't even know such a sensation existed. It felt like a sense I always had but never used, like a man who experienced vision for the first time after a life of blindness. I don't know what it means, I don't know if it has anything to do with spirits and the afterlife, and I don't trust anyone who claims to know. All I know is that I experienced it.
A few minutes after the experience, after I had regained control of my body and "my grandmother" went away, I was standing in a corner of the room, still puzzled by the whole affair, and then something very weird happened to top it all up. All of a sudden, a strong wind blew around me, lifting drapes, paper, and my own clothing. Up until then I wasn't spooked, but the wind scared the bejesus out of me! All doors and windows were closed and there was nothing that could have caused it. I tried to blow as hard as I could and nothing around me would move as it did with the "wind". I have no idea what caused it; the only thought that came to my mind at the time was, "that's grandma going". I must have watched too many movies.
By this time I suppose most readers are thinking, "this guy is full of crap". I don't blame anyone, and I seldom talk about this stuff to people. Myself, I would never believe it if someone told me.
So there you go, take it for what it's worth.