I don't know if the title is correct for what I experienced. I come from a Christian background and the only thing I have to compare what I experienced is the burning bush seen in the Old Testament.
I had become progressively weaker, would have to take a nap after walking up the stairs, and dropped dishes when trying to put them in the dish washer because my hands shook. The doctor told me nothing. I didn't know what to do. I laid down on the couch to rest before attempting to do chores around the house and this is when it happened.
I arose from the couch and saw a large flame. But it was not like an earthly flame, it was alive. It was the most beautiful thing I ever saw. I felt so weak standing there looking and admiring it when I became aware it was giving me life.
The longer I looked at it, the stronger I became. I became aware that it was humming. A very faint, constant humming. I wanted to touch it because it was so beautiful and I started to move forward, when suddenly I stopped because I remembered that I could not touch it.
The reason why I should not touch it didn't even cross my mind; I just knew not to try and touch it. So I just stood there and admired it for a while longer while each facet of it danced and moved with precision, in a seemingly random way which seems contradictory.
It was illuminated from within and I could see into this light. I could see the inside and the outside of the light at the same time. It was shaped like a flame, but it was no earthly fire.
I could only compare it to the holy spirit in the Bible. But I still don't know for sure if that is what it was. I heard no voice, no instructions, but the reams of information that I received that day illuminate my understanding and have given me peace. I no longer strive to be more or do more because I know that I am enough, that I have been given what I need and not of myself, but a gift of life, strength, wisdom, everything.
When I was finished with my time observing and being with this otherworldly light, I was instantaneously lying back on the couch and arose to sit up. I tried to find the light, but it was gone, I realized that I couldn't have walked back to the couch that fast to lay down and that I had had an out of body experience.
I had come out of my body and stood in the middle of the room for this experience. Ever since then I have been getting stronger emotionally and physically and I understand the Bible better. Even so it seems that some people don't equate experiences like this to the Bible.
So I am still thinking about it and what it all meant and why it happened to me. But it was real; it was more real than reality itself. To me, surreal is the new real.