Sally Jaskowiak
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I had a strange experience when I was 11 years old (I am 51 now).
My siblings and friends and I were playing a game called "Blackout". The person playing the game would inhale and exhale several times and then someone would pick that person up by lifting the participant by their stomach, which would cause the participant to pass out. I know this sounds like a weird game, but you know kids! : )
Anyway, I blacked out and awoke on the top of a hill in what I would describe as an African village. I got to know the villagers and lived with them for three years. The last thing I can remember was sitting across from someone while they were crushing some sort of grain or food in a large flat bowl (sort of like using a mortar and pestle). I was sitting on the ground crossed legged with a baby on my lap (not my own). At this point I realized that I had been "gone" for three years and I needed to go back. I told the tribe, now my dear friends, that I had to leave. We gathered and hugged and they all stood together and waved goodbye as I walked up the hill.
I awoke on the floor of the playroom surrounded by the kids I had been playing with. I was surprised as I had thought I might wake in the hospital in a coma due to how long it had been (in my mind). I awoke shouting: "I'm OK!" The children didn't seem worried and I asked how long I had been "out" they said maybe 3 seconds. I was so sad and went up to my room and cried for a long time.
At the time I remembered people's names and details about the village but now cannot. I felt that I had lost these people that I loved forever and could not imagine how I could get back to them. I really want to go under hypnosis and see if I can get to the bottom of this experience.
My siblings and friends and I were playing a game called "Blackout". The person playing the game would inhale and exhale several times and then someone would pick that person up by lifting the participant by their stomach, which would cause the participant to pass out. I know this sounds like a weird game, but you know kids! : )
Anyway, I blacked out and awoke on the top of a hill in what I would describe as an African village. I got to know the villagers and lived with them for three years. The last thing I can remember was sitting across from someone while they were crushing some sort of grain or food in a large flat bowl (sort of like using a mortar and pestle). I was sitting on the ground crossed legged with a baby on my lap (not my own). At this point I realized that I had been "gone" for three years and I needed to go back. I told the tribe, now my dear friends, that I had to leave. We gathered and hugged and they all stood together and waved goodbye as I walked up the hill.
I awoke on the floor of the playroom surrounded by the kids I had been playing with. I was surprised as I had thought I might wake in the hospital in a coma due to how long it had been (in my mind). I awoke shouting: "I'm OK!" The children didn't seem worried and I asked how long I had been "out" they said maybe 3 seconds. I was so sad and went up to my room and cried for a long time.
At the time I remembered people's names and details about the village but now cannot. I felt that I had lost these people that I loved forever and could not imagine how I could get back to them. I really want to go under hypnosis and see if I can get to the bottom of this experience.
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