I remember I was having a horrible panic attack -- the worst yet not too long after my father died. I was in bed and it was dark. I was shaking in fear. Suddenly there was a luminescent being at the foot of the bed. I believed it to be an angel.
I remember the being was brighter than anything could possibly be, brighter and purer light than sunshine. I was initially afraid, but it told me not to be afraid. At that point I suddenly felt no fear but the most amazing feeling of love. I can't describe that love. It is a kind of love I don't think exists here on earth, at least not in that powerful of a form. I also felt completely and absolutely at peace. I think he then told me some incredible things that I can't remember. The angel even told me I wouldn't remember most of what he said or even specifically what he looked like. After that, he told me to go to sleep and he would stay there and look after me until I fell asleep. Almost instantly when I laid down I fell asleep. In the morning I woke up and knew I hadn't dreamed the experience. It was more real than any other event of my life. Since then I have found myself reflecting on the experience often and very glad for it but it also left me with so many questions about spirituality and the afterlife. I also find myself afraid to tell many people for fear they will think I'm nuts. I'm glad to be telling you.
