Angelic Voices

Several years ago, the second time I was pregnant, I suffered from severe dehydration because my nausea was so bad that I couldn't even keep water down. This went on for what seemed like nearly a month, although I could not have survived without water that long. At the time I was with a very abusive man who refused to take me to the hospital. I was so weak that I didn't think I could walk, even though the hospital was pretty close.

As I lay on the couch one afternoon, I began to hear a beautiful sound that seemed like vibrations or music at a frequency that humans can not usually hear. As I listened to the sounds, I became aware that they were the voices of invisible beings. (I called them angels at the time, but I don't think they were much like Biblical angels). They were talking about me, but not necessarily aware that I was listening. They said I was dying and that it was a shame. They seemed to be expressing how sorry they were that I was in such a state. They didn't say it in human words either. I could understand what the sounds meant.

This is when I got up and found the courage to insist that I be taken to the hospital or that I would walk, crawl if I had to, but that I was obviously in trouble and needed to go. He grudgingly agreed, but only wanted to take me to the doctor.

We went to the doctor's office. The doctor examined me for less than a minute and said that I was too badly dehydrated and that I need to be taken to the ER immediately where I received the help I needed.

I realize that this experience was very likely a hallucination brought on by the severe dehydration, but at the same time, I can't help but feel it was more than that. Whether it was compassionate beings of a different level of reality or a tremendously symbolic cry for help from my dying body, I find it amazing and beautiful.