Encounters with Angels.
Went out late afternoon as I wasn't feeling too well but found that I was walking much better again. Was thinking about my friend and her experiences which too my mind over to the Encounters with Angels book .. no angels in the story I read ..
Otto Petterson
http://ioc.unesco.org/icho/article/Svansson.pdf
wrote some letters to an old college friend who'd gone to America. They'd lost contact but when they'd retired got back in contact and started a "lively correspondence". Profesor Petterson told Professor Eisen this .. He came home one evening, and looking back is pretty sure he hadn't been drinking, saw himself lying motionless on his bed .. he was so scared that he ran out of the house to a friend's house and asked to stay the night. The friend said yes .. Otto Petterson stayed the night, though he didn't get any sleep, as what he'd seen was going round and round in his mind. The next morning when the sun was shining and his friend awake and coffee offered he began to feel a bit more cheerful and laughing told his friend and landlady what he'd seen the night before. They all thought it a bit of a joke in the clearness of the morning and said they'd go back to his house with him and see if he was still in bed.
He wasn't, but where he would have been if he had gone to bed there that night, was a Swedish stove, a tall tiled stove, which had fallen down and completely crushed the bed.
I think it is a fourth type of OBE that I've come across.
Otto Petterson
http://ioc.unesco.org/icho/article/Svansson.pdf
wrote some letters to an old college friend who'd gone to America. They'd lost contact but when they'd retired got back in contact and started a "lively correspondence". Profesor Petterson told Professor Eisen this .. He came home one evening, and looking back is pretty sure he hadn't been drinking, saw himself lying motionless on his bed .. he was so scared that he ran out of the house to a friend's house and asked to stay the night. The friend said yes .. Otto Petterson stayed the night, though he didn't get any sleep, as what he'd seen was going round and round in his mind. The next morning when the sun was shining and his friend awake and coffee offered he began to feel a bit more cheerful and laughing told his friend and landlady what he'd seen the night before. They all thought it a bit of a joke in the clearness of the morning and said they'd go back to his house with him and see if he was still in bed.
He wasn't, but where he would have been if he had gone to bed there that night, was a Swedish stove, a tall tiled stove, which had fallen down and completely crushed the bed.
I think it is a fourth type of OBE that I've come across.
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