My 2nd Otherworldly Encounter

Annmarie Throckmorton, M.A.

Mar 9, 2021

The second time that I that experienced an otherworldly encounter seemed to last for hours, but is quickly told. When I describe this as otherworldly I do not mean imaginary, but rather preternatural and without doubt of another world.

I was in my mid-sixties when I was awoken in the middle of the night by a brilliant light that filled my bedroom. The light was soft and hazy, but brilliant. I immediately saw that the oddly bright light shone in from all of the windows and I was terrified. There was no place to hide. Then I felt an irresistible urge to go outdoors to that light and against my will my fear subsided.

I sleep au naturel, in the natural state, that is to say nude, and I barely had the presence of mind to flip a blanket around me as I arose from my bed and went outdoors into my backyard to find the source of that luminous, compelling light. A niggling thought that this was shockingly insufficient attire to look for strangeness outdoors passed through my mind but I instantly found myself outdoors, awash with the soft glow of the bright light that had summoned me. I hoped that I was dreaming, but my feet were cold, there was a slight chill in the air and my immodest blanket was insufficient to keep me warm, so I knew that I was awake. I remember thinking that I should be terrified to be standing so long enveloped by this cold, summoning light, but I had to accept it because I had no fear to move me into hiding. I was unwillingly compliant.

It was as if everything, my yard, trees and bushes, the neighboring houses were backlit in a dry fog that left them in shadows but glowed around them and me. I was amazed that my neighbors did not come out into the light, I longed for them, but their houses were silent, disappeared into the light. I do not recall going back to bed, but evidently, eventually I did.

It was not a benign bright light, it was terrifying. I hope to never see it again.