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My Out of Body Experience - Part Two - Final Chapter

Updated on October 26, 2017
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Jackie Lynnley shares emotional times in her life in hopes of touching someone with like thoughts or feelings, feelings from the heart.

I truly believe I had this experience although I have absolutely no understanding of such things. I believe it was a benefit not only to me so distraught about my dying father but also for my father being forcibly taken from this life in a manner I certainly did not approve of.

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Out of Body Experience

I have never been engulfed in such sorrow as I was these many days and I just walked in remorse of ever leaving my dad with anyone else to care for him. I had no choice. Reasons were not given to me and I know my care for my dad had been better than anyone so far. More successful at least. In fact, even the therapist who had been coming in before Mom called me to come help, had given up trying. Refusing to come back.

Since then I had convinced my dad to try and he had gotten the will to fight and live. He was just weeks if not days away from walking on his own. His voice was still weak from his stroke but I knew he understood me and he was now making small conversation. He would ask for certain things or tell me his feet were dry or hurting. Being diabetic this was not unusual but it was such a big step for him to ask for help again and be specific. Few others even knew this, for they never came to see. They never even called.

It was true that other than visiting my dad in the hospital when he had his stroke I was not there for the worst of it. Surely now that he was doing better and would probably recognize them they would want to see him. I had not asked for or wanted any help from them. Things had been really hard the first few weeks but now they were going so miraculously well!

Until I was fired, with my mother's permission. Now there was nothing I could do and Mom was not around to talk to or reason with.


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Telepathy (from the Greek tele meaning "distant" and pathos or -patheia meaning "feeling, perception, passion, affliction, experience") is the purported transmission of information from one person to another without using any of our known sensory channels or physical interaction.


Nights were like days and even knowing my dad would never be conscious in this life again I just felt him wanting my attention. No one could comfort me and my only sleep seemed to be in short jerky naps.

The last night came though and I seemed to know that it was. My husband said it was because I was so tired, I had no way of knowing. I went to bed as usual and after laying there maybe an hour feeling this would be my dad’s last night on earth I was suddenly right in his hospital room. I saw his nurse but she could not see me.

I walked up to Dad's bedside. He opened his blanket for me to come be with him. I almost floated into his bed and slid my arms around his neck and we both were so comforted. We spoke to each other without speaking, it was as if we were both of one mind. Thoughts, words and feelings were exchanged and never was a sound uttered. I went to sleep in his arms so very happy. I knew he felt the same way. He was sleeping, too.


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Life Flashing Before Your Eyes

It wasn’t my life flashing before my eyes nor my father’s life. It was only our life together. It was not the things I already remembered but things I had completely forgotten.

My very first memories of just me and Dad were him taking me for my shots. I hated needles and was terrified of these immunizations required for going to school. I would never be a baby or protest in front of my dad, though. He did not put up with any nonsense and I knew it. My mom did not drive and even if she did she could not handle that job with the three boys younger than me, one a baby. So it was always Dad and although I remember no soft or kind words (he never said mean or cruel things either) I always felt safe with him.

How did he know how terrified I was? Apparently he did for there was always a gift and not of my choosing so either Mom told him what to buy or he used his own judgement. However it was, the gift was always there to admire on the way home and thoughts of the shot were all but forgotten. I had not felt this safeness in so long but now I did. A grown woman recalling the feelings of being a child. Knowing her parent would protect them no matter what happened.


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Love Not Always Seen

I recalled the fishing trips my dad had taken just me on. Most times it was only my brothers he took. I saw things of love he had done that I did not even recognize as love at the time. Helping me to learn to bait a hook; laughing at me trying to cast out the line and almost getting him instead, or a tree behind us.

I saw the time when I was fifteen and ran outside barefoot stepping on broken glass my brothers had forgotten to clean up. I screamed to high heaven it went so deep and hurt so bad. He ran out and picked me up, carrying me to the porch and setting me in a chair. The dad who hardly had two words to say, comforted me and treated me better than any doctor ever would. He washed all the blood away, disinfected and bandaged it tight to stop the bleeding. He told me it could use stitches but he thought he had bound it up to go back together good if I would stay off it a couple days. I didn’t want to go for stitches and this was the best medicine I had ever had. I couldn’t understand the joy that such pain gave me.

I saw a couple years later after the bad car accident I was in and the concern in my dad’s face being told I would not live through the night. I was in a coma, I had no way to witness this and yet I was seeing him cover his face and cry, almost sobbing.

Then I saw the joy when he knew I was going to live.

My father loved me and he had shown me in so very many ways. Now I could see it so clearly.


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When I woke the next morning, I was still there in his bed. I knew he was gone but it was alright, this was all in the understandings without speech just hours earlier. I felt no sorrow. I was spared them removing his dead body and I never once saw it. I walked out back of the hospital and something like an ambulance I knew held his body but I knew he was no longer there. This was the most special visit I had ever had with my dad. More love and warmth were shared telepathically than ever in our lives together. Yet, I saw how very much love had always been there.

I knew it was time for me to go back home. Dad was in good hands and I would be alright with that.

I woke in my bed at home having slept the whole night, or did I? Nothing has ever felt more real to me than this and I was sure this all happened. I had no sooner gotten up than my husband came to tell me someone had called and my dad had passed a few hours before. But I knew it. I was there.

© 2017 Jackie Lynnley

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    Jackie Lynnley 2 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    That is so wonderful Peggy. I only dream of my mom and that is very seldom, but thankfully she always seems so alive and well, which she was not here on earth before she left. I do believe there will be a wonderful reunion for us all one day. A very comforting thought.

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    Jackie Lynnley 2 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    Yes, Nell I do know there is. Thanks for stopping by to read.

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    Peggy Woods 2 weeks ago from Houston, Texas

    What a wonderful gift that was for you and your dad to experience! I think that there is a thin veil between this life and the next. The gift of his enduring love will always be a part of you. The closest I have gotten to be with my parents and other ones who have passed on to the next life is in my dreams. They are so vivid and real.

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    Nell Rose 2 weeks ago from England

    Okay, floods of tears now. Oh Jackie! how wonderful and awful and..well you get my point. I have had a couple of experiences like that, scary one, sad the other. There is more to life than what people say, bless.

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    Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    Thanks Bill, I do not know much about it either except for my experience but I can tell you that I described to my mom the nurse and dad's hospital room (even where his bed was in the room) and I had supposedly never been there. My body never made it but my spirit, soul, whatever you want to call it, made a last visit with my dad I am sure and I believe he was aware of it too.

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    Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    It is not easy to understand Rasma and probably you like me have not researched it (well I haven't anyway) and don't really care. I just know this was a miracle for me and I will never believe it was not real. It was almost a necessity and God allowed this I know by whatever means it takes.

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    William Kovacic 3 weeks ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

    So touching, Jackie. I don't know much about those experiences from a personal experience, but ai have heard many tlk of them. Glad you have those memories.

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    Gypsy Rose Lee 3 weeks ago from Riga, Latvia

    Yes, I have had different kinds of experiences. I was so heartwarming to read how you could be with your dad at the very last. Not soon after my husband died in August I had the pleasure of going over that threshold to see him. I know I was actually there and I learned a lot. Seeing him I realized that all those dark days and the funeral he was no longer there but up there he looked so handsome. I discovered that or rather was told that what I saw there was looking through the eyes of the living and those who have passed on see it completely different. I was told they too have rainy days. There was one moment with him and holding on to his hand that I felt it. My whole being wanted to go with him and I actually felt my loosening with the world down here. However I was not meant to be there then so when morning came and I woke up I was overwhelmed by it all but understanding that it was not that easy to just choose to be there. Now I hope that one time I can go back and visit some more with him. We will see how my sixth sense kicks in but he had been to visit me.

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    Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    Michael, I just felt inspired to share this and it really ran into telling more than I planned to but it seemed important to tell the whole story (well the most of it). Much i still do not understand today and although it was painful to remember much of this it was almost like a confessional in sharing it. Sometimes that is important to do I believe. Like a washing or healing.

    Thank you so much for stopping by to read.

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    Michael-Milec 3 weeks ago

    Jackie, Only a brave woman would share experience the way you did. To me completely unknown, indeterminable. When ever I am exposed to similar testimonies I do not give opportunity to equivocal thoughts, questioning my belief. Rather I would answer "That is between you and your God." Any acquaintanceship with supernatural (spiritual) is always personal and intimate. I admire your unexplainable phenomenon.

    Peace.

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    Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    Perhaps my roots made it all come across differently than you may read about this things Kashif, but this story is mine, just how it happened and I may have written it up more excitingly had it not been just as it was.

    Thank you for reading.

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    Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    Thank you Linda and I am so pleased too we had this experience, I think it was so important for both of us and I cannot imagine what it would had been like if God had not given us this. I am most sure He did.

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    Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    Thank you Dora, I do believe it was a miracle, not only for me but for my dad and that I was allowed to go comfort him was more important to me than the comfort I got from it.

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    Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    Thank you Kari, I was blessed and I consider it a miracle really. One I hold onto.

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    Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    Sorry to disagree Eric, and although I did not include any, there are many stories more convincing than mine that they do happen. I consider mine a miracle really. Another thing that happened that I did not believe was my dad but everyone else with me did was after his funeral I got home where his car he gave me was parked had a balloon blown up against it that said, "I love you."

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    Kashif Ali Abbas 3 weeks ago from Pakistan

    The term, "out-of-body" can be symbol for "Soul"

    Your story has two levels, one simple other complex and you master crafted it nicely. Some diction was unusual, but overall, a really loving read-uo

    Thumbs up for me

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    Linda Crampton 3 weeks ago from British Columbia, Canada

    This is a wonderful story, Jackie, despite the sadness that it involves. I do believe that there are connections and events that happen but haven't as yet been explained. I'm glad that you had such a special time with your father.

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    Dora Weithers 3 weeks ago from The Caribbean

    Jackie, our brain also has the capacity to shield us from the grief and pain of the moment. This is how it does it, and it is a miracle. No matter how it happens, peace is from God! Glad you experienced it and are able to share it for your comfort and ours.

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    Kari Poulsen 3 weeks ago from Ohio

    I'm so glad you got to spend this time with your Dad. To know and feel how much he loved you before he passed. To relive the memories of forgotten moments. How blessed.

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    Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    Thank you Bill, so do I believe it. As I said I have had some beautiful dreams over my live but nothing like this and the others I might remember a bit now and then but this has always been so real and I never have it fade away.

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    Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    I know it was to me Road Monkey and I truly believe he needed it too and we were given these last hours together...or as I take hours in earthly time. It could have been minutes or seconds...one day I will know.

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    Venkatachari M 3 weeks ago from Hyderabad, India

    Very interesting story of your telepathic communication and out-of-body experiences with your father. You were there with your father invisibly and yet, physically, you were sleeping. And, everything you witnessed so realistically. That's amazing! Very few people can experience these things.

    Thanks for sharing these wonderful experiences.

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    Eric Dierker 3 weeks ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

    This is a wonderful story. Very sad to have one pass on, but great to connect in a way that will keep you connected. I always do a gut check of stuff that is only spiritual in nature. I have experienced out of body times often. But I have to remember that they are not real and accept that. Our spectrum of real just does not have words for such matters. They do not happen here but they happen there.

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    Bill Holland 3 weeks ago from Olympia, WA

    I'm sorry it took me so long to get back here. There was never a doubt, however, that I would. I believe there is a bridge between the two realms. I have no doubt this happened and I thank you for sharing it with us all.

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    RoadMonkey 3 weeks ago

    That was a beautiful telling and must have been a great comfort to you and your father.

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    Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

    Thank you Linda, this was quite a few years ago and I remember all of it as if it were real and although I enjoy dreams I never remember those. I believe it was real...and so necessary.

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    Linda Lum 3 weeks ago from Washington State, USA

    I believe in spiritual connections with those whom we love. I am sure you were there. The comfort given and exchanged was real. Don't let anyone take that memory away from you.