Nije to ništa (na eng.)...
Here is now the account of a contemporary experience, that which W.L. Wilmhurst, the author of
Contemplations, had it in a country church when he sang the Te Deum. He noticed, “in the nave, on his side, a bluish smoke coming out from among the stones of the floor. ), violet in color, completely different from any kind of physical steam (…). Thinking that it was an optical defect or an illusion of the moment, I looked further along the nave, but also there was the same fog (…) I noticed the amazing fact that it extended beyond the walls and the roof of the building and that it was not limited by them. I could look through the walls and see the landscape beyond them (… ) I saw simultaneously with all parts of the body and not only with the eyes (…). And despite this intense perceptual power, I lost neither contact with the physical environment nor my sensory faculties (…). I felt overwhelmed by an unspeakable happiness and an extraordinary sense of peace. At that very moment, the blue and bright fog that surrounded me and everything around me turned into a golden halo, a light that cannot be described in words (…). The golden light, which the violet mist now seemed only to have hidden or extended to the outer edge, sprang from a huge bright central globe (…). But the most wonderful thing was that these rays and these waves of light, this vast surface of the photosphere and the great central globe itself were full of silhouettes of living creatures (…). A single coherent organism that filled all the space, an organism formed nevertheless by an infinity of individual existences (…).
In addition, I saw that these beings were present by the billions in the church I was in; that they intertwined and that they passed without difficulty both through me and through the other people (…). The celestial army passed through the crowd as the wind passed through a clump of trees.
This vision was followed by another, in which everything related to time and space disappeared from my consciousness, leaving in place only “ineffable and eternal things.” And consciousness made a leap to its extreme limit and passed into the area of formless and the Uncreated.” Then I ceased to be aware of the surrounding physical world, but the absence lasted only a few moments, for when I recovered, the Te Deum was not over.