Twenty three years ago, I was running late for work; there were freezing conditions and my car slipped off of a bridge. My body left the vehicle, landing on frozed ground. Due to the temperatures, loss of blood was minimal but I was out-of-body/NDE for three days.
My first clear personal direct encounter with God as I see it was when I attended a service of the Lectorium Rosicrucianum just before Christmas of 2009. The subject was "The Birth of Light" and I clearly felt the presence of the Holy Spirit: subtle yet absolutely unmistakable. In 1983 I had been baptised in a rather liberal Baptist church in England, but the effect, ecstatic at the time, had not stayed.
I was having a difficult labour. Behind the placenta there was bleeding. I was trying to push but felt quite weak, so forceps were used to get her out. She was beautiful! I remember they placed her on me but I was at the point where they had to remove her, I was too weak.