I had my "soul lesson" for free. I was really scared. When I came back to my body my first thought was "OMG what happened to me?" and I was one big fear. Really. Then a year more and I became myself again. I was scared all the time something similar could happen to me again. And it was a really nasty adventure. The adventure that made me aware I am not only body, I am not completely dependent on myself (hard to explain it - I mean higher/unknown forces can move me from place to place, can...hmmm... dismantle me totally... can put me back into my body and into the place where I used to be. What a message of whole my supernatural journey (of a free journey to another place without my body)?
A message to me is - a man (in this case a woman - who are you? Noone. An ash. Nothing more. All you really have is your immortal soul and tell me - what are you going to do with it?
Well... what am I going to do with my soul? I think I should take care. It was my lesson.
I should take care about my soul. That's all.
ps. Are you going to have a special training to experience what I survived?
Some people like it. It is an experience like death before you are really dead.
I didn't see whom I wanted to see.
But I know all the religious things I was taught at school etc are truth and that's all.
For example angels are truth.
I didn't see angels but one bad angel was beating me :(
You can believe it or not - it is truth.
ps2. One night I had a dream about angel but it was not a normal dream. I felt he was standing next to me. A good angel but I am not quite sure which one. It was a dream of mine but not quite.
So once I knew a good angel was standing next to me though I could not see it.
He was helping me. I think it happened because of this bad angel who was beating me in my free soul- journey. One hurt me, one helped me - it makes sense.
ps3. I didn't see the bad angel who was beating me in my free soul journey. I am not sure which one it was but he dragged me into the middle of a room and started to kick me, push me and beat me. Finally he put me high above the ground and I started to fly into the direction of the exit door. Then I started to pray PROPERLY and he dropped me at last. I didn't see him. He was invisible. You can laugh - it is all truth. It was not any dream. I was quite sober when it happened. I didn't sleep. Thus I was so scared it could happen to me once again. Luckily, it didn't but I had a lot of nasty dreams since that time and my last days also were full of supernatural dreams. I am not sure it is good but it is a fact.
ps4. and you - did you have any supernatural experiences if I can ask you?