Beverly describes how she suddenly felt her pain vanish and saw herself hovering above her own body. On the ceiling, she spotted a being she perceived to be an angel; radiant, glowing, and male in appearance, yet without wings.
She recounted to author Kenneth Ring:
“I hardly had a moment to grasp the magnificent oddity of the situation – that I was me but not in my body – when a luminous being, enveloped in a shimmering white light, joined me.”
The being took her hand, and she recalls that they floated effortlessly through the window and towards the Pacific Ocean.
A passage into light
Hand in hand with the angel, Beverly felt herself being led towards a small, dark passageway.
“There, in front of me, was the living essence of the light. Within it, I felt an all-encompassing intelligence, wisdom, compassion, love, and truth.”
She portrayed the entity as neither male nor female—just a pure, perfect essence.
“It… encompassed everything, much like how white light includes all the colors of a rainbow when it passes through a prism. And deep within me, I experienced an immediate and astonishing recognition: I, even I, was in the presence of God.”
