In a precious blog post, I discussed how the soul separates from the body upon death and transitions to a spiritual realm.

Today I would like to share an intriguing episode related to that theme.

About 15 or more years ago, I was watching a talk show in the U.S. The show featured everyday people sharing their extraordinary experiences and was hosted by a femaled presenter I deeply admired. It was a progra I looked forward to every week. Towards the end of one episode, a man in his 50’s appeared and recounted his story – a tale so mysterious that it remains vividly etched in my memory.

The man had been on a business trip to an Asian country. After completing his work, he headed to the airport to return to the U.S. That day, heavy rain and strong winds were battering the area, and the taxi driver informed him that a typhoon was approaching. Feeling anxious, he was relieved when the airport staff announced that the flight would proceed as scheduled. After all, the following day was his daughter’s birthday, and his family had planned a celebration.

Once aboard the plane and after the announcements were made, all that was left was to await takeoff.

But what followed was an unimagibale tragedy.

During take off, the pilot mistakenly entered a restricted runway under renovation. This runway was filled with construction equipment, including cranes and other obstacles. By the time the pilot realized the error, the plane had already begun its run and couldn’t avoid the collision.

The aircraft struck a crane, burst into flames, and was severely damaged. Tragically, half of the passengers lost their lives in the catastrophe.

The man was one of the few who miraculously survived. During the interview, he described the strange sight he wirnessed amidst the chaos.

“As the fire engulfed the plane and people collapsed around me, I saw white, spherical objects rising one after another from their bodies and ascending into the sky. There were dozens of these spheres, and even as I strugged to escape the wreckage, the sight captivated me. To this day, I still wonder what those spheres were.”

The host and guests listened in astonishment as he recounted his story. The program didn’t offer any definitive conclusions about the identity of these “white spheres.”

If I could meet that man today, I would tell him, “Those white spheres were the souls of the pepoel who lost their lives.”

It’s too bad I didn’t have the chance to share this perspective with him.