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the upper right Isee a figure. She looks like an African War Goddess. She is black, carries a spear, a shield, and appears to have a mask on. I have sur- like in the TVshow Star Trek when the spaceship shifts into afaster-than-the- speed-of-light acceleration. I feel a tremendous rush in my chest. My heart is PAIN AND FEAR + 261 I warned, "I would go into it tomorrow as if you were going to die. Be prepared for that. Approach it with fear but faith. That's the way that I get prepared for people's sessions when I come into the room. "I suggest a lighter meal, too. You really want to be nice to yourself tonight and tomorrow." That next morning he looked nervous lying in his bed. Sara sat near the foot of the bed, ready to offer assistance. He said, "I'm worried about my blood pressure." "So are we, but it should be all right. We've had some pretty high blood pressures and they resolved quickly." His breathing sped up after the infusion was done, but he remained still. His top blood pressure number, the systolic, shot up to 208 at the 2- minute recording. An alarm I didn't know existed on the blood pressure machine began ringing piercingly. Laura couldn't locate the switch, so she turned off the entire machine. I passed her a note: "Turn it back on at 4 minutes." Let's turn to the notes that Kevin sent us a few days later for his ac- count of what happened: I feel a tingling in my body. A strange lifting sensation. I see colors com- ing at me in the darkness. Then I see a light, a matrix ofcells that looks like skin under a microscope, with white light behind them. All ofa sudden offto prisedher. Shetakesadefensiveandag gressiveposture. Shesays,"YOUDARE TO COME HERE?!" I mentally reply, "Iguess so." The scene before me erupts ina way that Ican only relate to what it looks hammering. I feel waves coursing through my body. I think, "This is it. Rick and Laura have killed me." Then my subconscious or someone said to me, "You're dying, don't die." Far away I hear what sounds like an alarm. I think something's gone very wrong. I think ofSara and my little son. I fight. I'm not going to die. [feel as ifI've dived offa 10-meter platform, hit the water, and am at the bottom ofthe pool. Iswimfor the surface.