I saw the Bright Light.
The time was approximately 6:15 a.m. of Sunday March 20th, 2005.
I heard a noise followed by what I thought was an earthquake of a magnitude of 6.0 or higher. I "woke up" and saw a bright light that was coming through my bedroom window. The light started to withdraw. I reached my hands up to the light, grasping and begging it to stay.
At that moment I realized that my body was on the bed. It was my spirit that was half in and half out of my body reaching for the light. I could not move and I thought about my children in the next room that I could not get to, and if I went with the light I would technically be dead.
I saw the light retract into the heavens. I captured the experience in a poem I wrote.
I also want to mention that I have a cross of Jesus blessed by a Catholic priest above my bed, and I have been visited before and have written messages from God via poetry.
As I was waking up this morning
A heavenly light was at my window
I wanted the light to stay with me
But I wanted so much in my heart to go
I reached my hands up to the sky
And asked the light to stay
The light was comfort and peace
And I started to beg and pray
At the time of this sensation
I noticed my body on the bed
I thought of my children in the next room
Then nothing else needed to be said
As I was looking up yet looking down
My spirit transitioning between form
The bright light was retracting
And for a while I felt reborn
But the impression that will stay with me
From this moment until the day I die
Is that we will live forever
And God's love cannot be denied
S. J. G. March 20, 2005