My grandmother was put on end-of-life watch at the start of the month. My family has been worried about my father, because he's been taking care of her for years while she faced dementia and late-stage cancer. While I wandered around the house at about midnight on October 3rd, I felt a huge surge of electricity well up inside of my brain and upper back. The sensation itself felt like a gas bubble rising from beneath a huge body of water. As the energy intensified, like a bubble making its way to the surface and into the light, multiple images of my grandmother overtook my visual memory; it followed no chronological pattern (if any pattern at all), but I saw my own, visual memories of her throughout time in that moment as this energetic feeling overwhelmed my nerves. Eventually, I felt the electricity discharge from the top of my head as if the bubble reached the surface and popped. My mind cleared up. There wasn't any other sensory hallucinations/experiences. I woke up around 7 AM and went onto social media, seeing my father post the news of my grandmother's passing the very minute I logged in (likely a coincidence).

I talked to my mother later that day about my experience, but it was a bit difficult since I have to be very, very careful of topics I've yet to rationalize. I study philosophy, consider myself a skeptic, and all of that. It turns out that my mother woke up around the time I had my experience before going back to sleep.

Let's fast-forward to the night of October 6th, and I'll do my best to explain this as critically as possible. Anyway, I was very exhausted from a trip the day before--my body temperature was slightly elevated, so I took the day off to recover. Around sundown, I had a different electrical feeling course through my body. This time, it exacerbated my exhaustion, my mood neutralized, and my ego began to slip away. I'm normally an anxious person who's fixated on what's to come, but I felt all of my worries, ambitions, traumatic experiences, and familial connections becoming irrelevant to my memory or being. Then, I felt the connections between time, space, and literally everything that has existed and presently exists. I was intellectually aware of the future potential of all things while my ego continued to fade away. Then, I felt reality slowly pull onto these connections to collapse onto itself and into my core. I was on the verge of blacking out, but I didn't. Just to note: I'm autistic, so this was an extremely, EXTREMELY uncomfortable and overwhelming feeling.

Thankfully, my mind was clear enough, so I thought of my earthly concerns (my emotions were more absent than they typically are) because that experience lined up with two things: one, although extremely rare, I've had premonitions with this empirical sensory experience out of nowhere that overtook my ego; two, I've been reading NDEs, ADCs, and the like, and I noticed a couple of aspects matching those believed to be typical to well-researched NDEs, ADCs, and the like. I thought to myself, trying to laugh it off, 'I owe too many people here, and I better not die.' I was roiling around in my discomfort, trying to rationalize and trying to keep track of potential evidence as a skeptic should do, until I had a visual overtake my mind while I was (almost entirely) conscious: I saw a light as luminous and intense as our Sun, directly focusing on it as if I was looking directly at it, and I heard 'I'm sorry' before the visual and this entire feeling faded away.

Everything went back to normal, and I returned to that feeling before the experience. My mom might've had a burst of energy at this time since she cleaned a lot of the house during this moment, but I'm too hesitant and tired to talk to her. I'll treat my mother's (probable) burst of energy as a simple correlation until I have the mental fortitude to bring it up. Lastly, to speak as a skeptic, my mother's actions and experiences coincided with mine enough that I thought to bring it to a researcher's attention and not brush it off as I normally would.