Yeah, yeah, that's all part of the story. I know I've got it all disconnected; I apologize for that. Well, since the cat's out of the bag, I might as well give it all...
Some twenty years ago I got a strange phone call from a buddy of mine who lived in Hawaii (both my parents are from Hawaii, also). He said that he and his wife had befriended a man and his wife; they were both Japanese (my buddy's wife is also). He was a spiritual guru of some kind. There's no way I could be making this up. Through an interpreter (I spoke almost no Japanese at the time) this guru person told my buddy you have a friend who lives near San Francisco. My buddy knew he was talking about me. Guru gave a few more personal details about me he could not have known. Even my friend didn't know some of this. Guru said that I must come to Hawaii and meet with them, that it was very important. My bud donated his airline miles to bring me over.
I flew to the islands and we met in some kind of spiritual session that lasted all night. It was during that night that I had an Out-of-Body Experience. I went to Hell. Just the outermost level, where it's all black, and no presence of God. I talked with several souls condemned there. They were all there because of addictions (alcohol, gambling, etc.); they may also have been suicides (I'm not sure about that last part). When I returned to my body, guru asked me how my visit to Hell was. He already knew most everything I'd just experienced. He also said if I didn't change my ways, I would go to that place again- permanently. He described a couple "character flaws" I had; he was spot-on on everything, and very specific. I started to change my life from that point on. I did not want to end up in that place. This process is still continuuing; it is why I'm a member here. I've since studied hundreds of NDEs and OBEs, especially those describing Hell, though I don't claim to be an expert in this area. Guru was a Christian, by-the-way.
So those are the main details. I can't prove it happened, and have no desire to. I don't care if people believe it or not. I don't know if I should have kept it all to myself or not. The experience was for me, not a general testimony per se. But, I also worry about a family member who is an athiest. I don't know if he believes my story or not. I pray that some of it will sink in.