Closer to the Light – Dr M Morse

The next thing I was aware of was being up near the ceiling over the foot of the stairs.  The light was dim and at first I saw nothing unusual.  Then I saw myself lying, face down in the cement, over to the side of the stairway.  I was a little surprised, but not at all upset at seeing myself this way.  I watched and saw that I didn't move at all.  After a  while, I said to myself, 'I guess I'm dead'.  But I felt good!  Better than I ever had.  I realised I probably wouldn't be going back to my mother, but I wasn't afraid at all......

I noticed the dim light growing slowly brighter.  The source of the light was not in the basement, but far behind and slightly above me.  I looked over my shoulder into the most beautiful light imaginable.  It seemed to be at the end of a long tunnel which was gradually getting brighter and brighter as more and more of the light entered it.  It was yellow white and brilliant, but not painful to look at even directly.  As I turned to face the light with my full body, I felt happier than I ever had before or have since.

Then the light was gone.  I felt groggy and sick, with a terrible headache.  I only wanted my mother and to stop my head hurting