When I was sixteen my parents were friends with a married couple about their own age, late forties. They were childless, so when the husband passed away suddenly from a heart attack, my mom invited the wife to stay at our house. Her name was Elaine. I grew up the youngest in a large dysfunctional family. My brothers and sisters were all grown and moved out so we had plenty of room. She had no family to speak of either and I'd keep her company now and then.
In the evening we'd play cards or have conversations. She knew I was sneaking cigarettes and would throw me some on the sly from time to time. That was before we knew they were so dangerous. Anyway, to make the point, we were close. In a proper way, of course. Sorry for droning but I feel the details play an important part in this, I think? She eventually moved out on her own again and I heard she passed away a few years later.
Fast-forward five years and I'm standing at my bathroom sink shaving. I'm twenty-one years old now and getting ready to go out and meet my girlfriend. Suddenly and almost involuntarily, I place my razor down on the sink. Face still covered with shaving cream I walk towards the bedroom where she, this woman Elaine had slept when she lived with us. Still not having an inkling or a remote thought of her I walked into the bedroom and am compelled say to myself "I miss Elaine". I've come to believe the thought was placed in my mind by telepathy. I was able to recognize it as such because I'd never experienced anything like that prior or since not to mention the last thing on my mind at the time was some woman who stayed with us five years ago and since passed away. Concurrently, as I had that thought at the ceiling on the left side of the room a blue mist with silver sparkles began to form.
I've never seen anything so beautiful. Frozen, I stood in denial as it began to expand. This was happening so fast I could hardly react. This thick smokey swirl was making intentional movements, stretching along the ceiling as it came towards me. The color was a dull pastel sky blue. The silver sparkles were bright and flashed with energy as it began to descend upon me. I didn't try to stop it, I really didn't get the chance. The smoke swirled around my head even blocking my vision. As I breathed it entered my body through my nose and mouth going deep into me. This was more like a penetration. I don't know how else to explain it. It was so warm and a feeling of love came over me. It was so pure and powerful It was exhilarating. Something not possible in the physical body. We have to feel love through a body, this was much purer. As suddenly as it began, it just ended after the love feelings. I would guess from the start of the mist forming to it dissipating was around 60 to 90 seconds.
I would like to state for the record, I was not on drugs, alcohol or anything that would impair my judgment. I'm a sixty one year old male, never been arrested or institutionalized or have I been treated for a mental disorder. And never had an experience with a mist or ghost before or since. Although I am a believer in the spirit realm since then. In the years since this event I have talked to a few psychics and mediums. They or any of the books I've researched have had an adequate explanation except she wanted to say she loved me. Duh, no kidding. I could've figured that out. Why that color. What do the sparkles mean? Why did the mist go in me. I'm not even sure it was her except that her name was placed in my head right before it happened. If anyone who reads this can share their knowledge or shed some light I would greatly appreciate your input. Sorry for the long post.