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               Lord Geddes PC GCMG KCB MD – address to the Royal medical Society in Edinburgh 1937

On Saturday, November 9^th, a few minutes after midnight, I began to feel very ill and by 2 o’clock was definitely suffering from acute gastro enteritis…. By 10 o’clock I had developed all the symptoms of very acute poisoning…. Pulse and respiration being quite impossible to count… I realised I was very ill and very quickly reviewed my whole financial position; thereafter at no time did my consciousness appear to me to be in any way dimmed, but I suddenly realised that my consciousness was separating from another consciousness which was also me.  These for purposes of description we could call A and B consciousnesses, and throughout what follows the ego attached itself to the A consciousness.  The B personality I recognised as belonging to the body, and as my physical condition grew worse… I realised that [it] was beginning to show signs of being composite, that is, built up of consciousnesses from the head, heart, viscera etc.

These components became more individual and the B consciousness began to disintegrate, while the A consciousness, which was now me, seemed to be altogether outside the body, which it could see.

Gradually I realised that I could see not only my body and the bed in which it was, but everything in the whole house and garden, and then I realised that I was not only seeing things at home, but in London and in Scotland, in fact wherever my attention was directed it seemed to me; and the explanation I received, from what source I do not know, but which I found myself calling my mentor, was that I was free in a time dimension of space, wherein ‘now’ was in some way equivalent to ‘here’ in the ordinary three dimensional space of everyday life. 

I next realised that my vision included not only things in the ordinary three dimensional world, but also things in these four and more dimensional places that I was in.  From now on the description is and must be entirely metaphorical because there are no words which really describe what I saw or rather appreciated.

Although I had no body I had what appeared to be perfect two eyed vision, and what I saw can only be described in this way, that I was conscious of a psychic stream flowing with life through time, and this gave me the impression of being visible and it seemed to me to have a particularly intense irridescence.

I understood from my mentor that all our brains are just end organs projecting as it were from the three dimensional universe into the psychic stream and flowing with it into the fourth and fifth dimensions.  Around each brain, as I saw it, there seemed to be what I can only describe in ordinary words as a condensation of the psychic stream……………..

I saw A enter the bedroom.  I realised she got a terrible shock and I saw her hurry to the telephone;  I saw my doctor leave his patients and come very quickly and heard him say or saw him think ‘he is nearly gone’.

I heard him quite clearly speaking to me on the bed, but I was not in touch with the body and could not answer him.  I was really cross when he took a syringe and rapidly injected my body with something, which I afterwards learned was camphor.

As the heart began to beat more strongly I was drawn back and I was intensely annoyed because I was so interested and just beginning to understand where I was and what I was seeing….. Once I was back all the clarity of vision of anything and everything disappeared and I was just possessed of a glimmer of consciousness which was suffused with pain.

It is surprising to note that this dream, vision or experience has shown no tendency to fade like a dream would fade, nor has it shown any tendency as far as I am aware of to grow or to rationalise itself as a dream would do.  I think that the whole thing simply means that, but for medical treatment of a peculiarly prompt and vigorous kind, I was dead to the three dimensional universe.  If this is so and if in fact the experience of liberation of consciousness in the fourth dimensional universe is not imagination, it is a most important matter to put on record….