If you know my husband James, then you know where he is concerned, nothing should surprise me. However, this is just weirder than usual. The other day, I walked into the kitchen and there was James, just standing there, looking on a shelf for something. I stopped in my tracks as I actually did not recognize him. Yet.. I could plainly see it was him! I made a rapid mental inventory - it's James's clothes, it's his height, his posture, his body and face, and it's clearly not my son. As I was rapidly analyzing this, I was alarmed for my health, thinking maybe I was fixing to have a stroke, when our dog Martin casually walked in. Martin also stopped abruptly, stepped back and started barking at James as if he were a stranger. Finally, after a few seconds, things seemed normal again. James later said that at that moment he had intense feelings of gloom. I am thinking, and I feel I'm right.. he was stepping partially out of his body. ...