It's really interesting, not just that many people have these kinds of mystical experiences, but that so many dismiss them as if they couldn't have possibly have happened. Imagine if everybody talked about them and to their deceased loved ones as part of everyday conversations, how different our attitudes about life and death might be. Even just dreams... there is a society in Africa that I read about while studying anthropology years ago, that makes their dreams part of their every day lives. The family sits around the breakfast firepit and they discuss their dreams from the night before, and it affects how they live their lives and see their world.
I'm hoping after you read some of these, you will be more open to talking about your own experiences with others and, for those who haven't had any strange experiences yet, that it will make you more aware so you won't dismiss it when something does happen.
You're invited to email me about your own paranormal, mystical, spiritual experiences for posting on this page (Subject: Experiences/first name or initials).
These categories aren't exclusive because some of these experiences overlap categories, some people describe multiple experiences, and some are hard to classify. Please check back periodically for new posts and new categories, which will be marked
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My encounter with an ANGEL
My particular experience happened the day after my Father had passed. The date was November 20, 2004. I was my Father's caregiver and daughter and I was blaming myself for the simple fact that I thought that there was something that I "missed" regarding his care. That night after he died I did not sleep but I knew I had to go and tell my Father's friend Mikey before he heard the news from someone else, as Daddy and Mikey were such close friends. Mikey was the owner of the "corner store". When Daddy stopped coming into the store, Mikey would come and visit Daddy and bring him candy bars and magazines. Mikey would stay and talk with Daddy for 1/2 hour and then go back to work. Our house was so close to Mikey's store that his visits were a great "lift" to Daddy.
That morning I was at Mikey's store at 8:30 AM. There is a hospital close to the store and the store was full of hospital employees picking up sandwiches, drinks, etc. for the day ahead of them. I noticed a very large man in the back of the store but was waiting for the store to "clear out" so that I could tell Mikey about Daddy's passing. The store had 5 people in it when this man said outloud to the people in the store; "No one is smiling today, why no smiles?". Well....I felt myself become so angry, I felt that my face was as red as a beet from anger and I yelled at this man; "My Father passed yesterday, there is no reason for me to smile." Mikey heard the news about my Daddy's passing from my anger, not the way I wanted to tell him, to be sure. All the people in the store heard the "news" as well and offered their condolences. This very large man asked if he could talk with me. He reminded me of a "Santa Clause" sized man and I felt safe with him for some reason so I went with him to the back of the store.
Once he took me aside he said to me this; "There are 4 things that most people pray for, do you know what they are?" I answered; "No Sir." He asked me; "Did your Father have any wants in the way of not being able to pay his bills or not being able to get groceries or his medications?" I answered; "No Sir." His reply; "THAT IS #1 !!." He then asked me; "Did your Father want for new clothes or shoes or a decent running car?" I answered; "No Sir." His reply; "THAT IS #2 !!." He asked me; "Did your Father have someone to take care of him out of love and make sure all his needs were met regarding his health?" I replied; "Yes Sir, my Brother and myself." His reply; "THAT IS is #3 !!." His last question to me was; "Did your Father die peacefully in his sleep, in his own bed, not a hospital bed and in his own home with his family around him?" I replied, "Yes Sir, he did." He said to me; "THAT IS is #4 !!!" He went on saying to me, "You see, your Father was Blessed to have all 4 of his prayers answered when most that pray for these things have only 1 or 2 prayers answered."
I looked at this man, that I have NEVER seen and I started to cry. He held out his arms to me and held me for a long, long time. The LOVE that I felt from this man was not human love, it was celestial love for a human being in pain. This man let me cry till I was cried out and then said to me; "Do not blame yourself for your Father's death, you did all you could do, it was his time to go. You were a wonderful healthcare giver to him and you should be proud of yourself. Without you, he would not have lived as long as he did. Be Proud, and NEVER doubt yourself about his care or his death." I thanked him for his kind words, told him I was sorry for making his shirt wet from my tears, he laughed and he was gone.
I had confronted an ANGEL to assure me that I did nothing wrong taking care of my Daddy. This man did not know how my Daddy had passed much less know that he passed in his own bed in his sleep. No one knew in that store how my Daddy had passed. The LOVE that I felt from that ANGEL was overwhelming, I did not want to leave his arms. I wanted to stay there forever. That is my encounter with an ANGEL. To this day I will never forget that experience as it is as clear as I am typing this story. I truly can't wait to see this man again when I "go home" and thank him for helping me get thru my Daddy's passing.
P.S. Mikey had never seen this man before in his store and had not seen him since my encounter with him.
The Angel touched my mouth...
I've often wanted to tell someone about my spiritual experience, but it's not a NDE, rather what many would class a religious experience. I lay awake one night praying, with my husband asleep at my side. I was in a crises period of my life, a time of personal despair. Like many I was questioning why I was on earth. I sincerely wanted to get closer to God, I needed his help, and feeling alone & unloved I desperately needed his divine unconditional love. I felt like my spirit was dying, & if God didn't come to my rescue, well I would die inside. God must have opened my spiritual eyes and allow me to see into the spiritual real because a divine being did visit me that night by my bedside. It came cloaked in a grey mist or cloud, talked to me; or rather to my inner spirit. The communication was a telepathic clear voice between the heavenly being & my inner spirit. Wow! I was and still am totally amazed, that my spirit has its own voice, it was clear yet not verbal. We were talking but I never opened my mouth. I want to call this spiritual being an Angel and just like in the Bible in Isaiah 6: 6 the Angel touched my mouth with what I believe to be a piece of coal -it actually clicked on my teeth. I was awake during this experience , laying flat on my bed, on my back, face up yet unable to move anything but my eyes,kinda frozen in time. I saw only the bottom of his long light grayish robe, with blue circular stripes around its bottom. I saw feet & sandels just like men wore in biblical times. I remember my face had a mild burning sensation for the following three days. This happened when I was 43, I'm now 52. My personal life took a major turn for the best. I came to realize I'll never be alone, unloved, or unprotected. That everything happens for a much greater divine purpose. I have been a cheer leader for the Lord Jesus Christ, to the best of my ability, & always will be. I feel my purpose on earth is to simply spread unconditional love in ever yway possible to as many as God puts in my path. The Spiritual message to me was a simple one: that I was already forgiven of all sin, as soon as I repented and to give to everyone & everything unconditional love like God gives to all His creation.
My e-mail is gloria.joyce@aliant.ca , if anyone wants to talk or reach me. It's time I shared my experience to edify or strengthen others faith. Note the Book of Revelations is quickly coming to pass.
God Bless us all - JESUS IS COMING BACK SOON.
Floating Entity
My name is Marlon and I wanted to share my experience with you hoping that perhaps you may be familiar with this kind of phenomenon. Well, I must been about 14 years old when this happened. One morning I was sleeping with my back against the floor, in other words I was in a "looking up" position with my hands in a raised position parallel to the floor. I do remember being sensitive to my surroundings that morning about 5 to 6 AM. I do not know why I decided to and/or what forced me to opened my eyes, but I remember opening my eyes. I remember seeing this being about the size of typical man floating about 3 to 5 feet above me. I could not see it's facial features, but this entity was formed like a man by the looks of a silhouette around the edges. There was a strong wind between me and this entity. I could not move my body, close my eyes, or speak as if though I was in a frozen state. I do somewhat remember trying to call out Jesus in my mind... I would say about 10 to 15 seconds later this entity just disappeared very fast. I remember getting up and calling my mother, reading the Bible, signing the hymn, and praying. I'm 34 now and this never happened to me again since that morning. I would like to think that it was a dream, but I can't because it wasn't a dream. I really don't have a good explanation for it but say there is a world beyond what we are familiar with.
Night Travel
I just had a great experience visiting your site and reading about your journey to the other side. I also on a mission because of what I call my night travel experience and of late my other experiences.
A few years ago on Christmas Eve; after last minute chores I was finally ready to call it a day. I went to bed around midnight and all of a sudden I felt my heart beating rapidly, I mean really fast and strong. I became afraid and thought I was having a heart attack but a voice in my head told me to relax and it would be fine. I did just that and all of a sudden was on the roof of my house. I looked down and noticed a shingle missing and made a note of it to tell my husband.
I turned south and in a standing position was traveling at a very high rate of speed.. I went over the ocean, looked down and saw lights from ships, and felt the air become warmer. I live in the Northeast and in December it is far from a warm air environment. I also remember hearing radio call letters but forget now just what they were. I knew I was in the South somewhere.
I came to an abrupt stop, looked down, saw a house and knew that is where I was going. Briefly I was thinking if I went down at the rate of speed I had been traveling I would surely die. I did descend at lightning speed but just as I was about to touch the earth I glided to the ground. I walked into the house I have no idea if I went through the house or opened the door to enter. I know I was in the house standing in an entry way. Looking right I saw the living room, left was a kitchen with a hall leading to the left of it. A night light was giving off a glow from the hall. I started to walk towards the hall and a voice said "No, you do not want to go there, you may not like what you see." Next thing I knew I felt this intense jolt to my body and sat up in bed with an enormous force. I was really shaken. I looked over at the clock and it was around 3 AM. The next day I told my husband of the episode and he just laughed it of and dismissed it as a dream. This bothered me as I knew in my heart it was not a dream. All of a sudden I remembered about the shingle and begged him to check it out. I described the exact spot where I saw it missing. In order to prove me wrong he indeed did go check. He reluctantly came back with the news that I was exactly right.
Since that day I have been on a mission that I call my curiosity of the universe. I can't tell you where it has led me as it would take so long. I now have proof that there is indeed a curtain between us and the others that have crossed over. It's a very thin veil and can be so enlightening if one only chooses to look. The second trip I took beyond the veil showed me the end of the tunnel as well. A different perspective than most but a very logical one.
As to the OBE or astral travel; the second one I went on was very different and relaxing; no panic. I was traveling through space and a beautiful comforting voice was guiding me. He took me to the top of a mountain and we looked down into the most incredible valley. It was so beautiful that I could never do it justice trying to describe it. There the voice pointed me to a beautiful tree. It looked like a fig tree but enormous and perfectly shaped. I asked what it was and he said that is the tree of life. The next thing I remember I am descending into what looked like a coliseum, it was all white and gleaming.. there was no top on it but there were so many pillars. In between them people streamed into the inside area. I glided over to this amazing marble slab/table and there on top was a woman with long dark hair dressed in a whitish robe. I asked the voice that was with me what was she doing. He told me that her crossing had been a difficult one and that she was resting. Next I was back in my bed, again sitting up with a jolt.
Terri
She wanted us to know it was okay to die
Hi,
I was on your internet site regarding after death experiences. I have one to tell you. My mother passed away about 6 years ago, and I will NEVER forget the last 3 days that she was in hospice. She had had heart problems, diabetes, and toward the end of her life, spent most of the time in a wheelchair. She lived with my sister in another town. One Monday afternoon, my sister called me and told me to come down (which is about a 3 hour drive from my home). She said mother is dying. My sister and I stayed by her side for the next 3 days while she was dying. I can remember those days as if it happened yesterday. My Mom was a very religious, warm-hearted person. My sister and I witnessed something that was so unbelievable and to this day I feel more at peace about dying than before this time happened. My Mom talked to us about the afterlife. She was going in and out of dying. She was not on any medications. This was real! She told us that our Dad, who died earlier, was with her. Our baby sister died one day after birth, so Mom never got to see her. She spoke of going to be with her daughter. She got a grin on her face when she saw her daughter for the first time. She spoke of the other side preparing a dinner for her, of the beautiful field of flowers. She gasped and said, "I can walk, I can walk" and that our father was going to take her for a walk. She had such a glow to her face and a warmth coming from her chest. At the last, she smiled and we asked her what she was smiling about. We asked who was with her and she told us Jesus and our Dad. I then asked her what Jesus was like and she said, "He is the most kindest person ever." While she spoke to us about the other side, she would have spells of just staring and not talking. It was hard to hear her unless you got near her face. Each time she would talk about the other side, she would have such a warmth coming from her chest and her face would glow and look younger. She was 69 years old when she died. It was one day before Christmas Eve that she died. My brother-in-law played Christmas music for her while this was happening, music she loved to hear. It was such a sad time as we were all so close but also a happy time, knowing that she went to a better place and not in anymore pain.
I always believed there was a Heaven but had no idea what to expect. After experiencing this with my Mother and sister, I feel more religious and take dying seriously now. I feel that she gave us a knowledge that no one on the earth living could give us. It's almost like a different feeling about why we are on this earth.
Please let me know if anyone else has gone through a similar experience. My sister and I could only tell a few people, as a lot of people never believed us or said she was hallucinating or on medication. It was real!!! She was too precise and logical in her speaking. My Mom was an honest person and would never make anything up, especially while dying. I think she wanted us to know that it is okay when you die and wanted to make us feel more at ease.
Hope to hear from you.
Marisa
Dear Marisa,
Thank you for writing to me about your beautiful experience with your mother. Yes, many others have been blessed to be with a loved at this time and heard their descriptions of the other side as they were making their transition. Maggie Callanan wrote a wonderful book titled Final Gifts which I'm sure you would enjoy reading. She and another hospice nurse wrote about their experiences with many people who described their visions of the other side as they were crossing over. My book Through the Tunnel is about how to experience this with another person and what to expect yourself. Anyone interestd in being trained as a Transition Guide to help others ease peacefully into the process without fear or anxiety, look into my Transition Guide Training Program. Conscious dying into the Light offers an enlightening opportunity along one's spiritual path.Your story will help more people realize that there is no death, just a transition between one stage of our spiritual lives to another, from one dimension of Totality to another, where life goes on and barely misses a beat (even if we lived 100 earth years). We are not physically immortal, but we are eternal beings. We are spiritual beings who occasionally have human being experiences on an earth-like planet in the physical dimension. Like our development from ovuum to full term baby, from infant to child to teenager to adult to senior citizen, we are evolving as spiritual beings toward God-Consciousness... from unconsciousness to awareness of a separate self to consciousness of oneself as both human and divine to awareness of Oneness with All That Is.
Peace & Joy!
Diane
Precognitive Dreams
I have a question about premonitions. I have had dreams on several occasions that someone is going to die. Two of them in particular have bothered me. About 6 years ago I dreamt that a young man, that I really didn't even know, (my husband went to school with his sister) died. Two days later we heard that he had committed suicide after struggling with testicular cancer. The other dream was about my mother-in-law. I dreamt I couldn't find her, she was just there and all of a sudden she wasn't there any more. After frantically looking for her everywhere I knew she had died. I woke up crying and told my husband that his mother was dying. He assured me that everything was okay. She was taken to the doctor a week later and was told she only had a couple months to live and made it another 3 weeks. I always feel guilty after wards that I didn't do something to prevent their deaths especially in these two instances. Is it possible for me to change what I see or am I merely seeing the future? I have dreamt that I died in a car wreck. Both of my children were with me. God told me that my children would be fine but He wouldn't be able to save me. This dream was 2 years ago. Is it still a possibility? I've even started seeing ghosts in my dreams. I can be having a perfectly wonderful dream and someone goes past that I know is a "ghost". When I try to catch/talk to them they always get away/disappear. What does this mean? I know this isn't your "area" but any help would be appreciated.
French Connection
English translation follows
Il y a quelques années j'ai fait cette expérience douloureuse, enrichissante et flippante. Aujourd'hui, je suis là en bonne santé physique et mentale mais longtemps choquée par ce que j'ai vu et vécu. Après cette expérience, je ne savais plus si j'étais vivante ou morte.
C'est arrivé après avoir été touchée émotionnellement par la mort de quelqu'un de proche et l'impression d'etre abandonnée. Mais avant d'apprendre la mort de cette personne j'étais psychologiquement faible. Je suis passée par plusieurs stades : mystique, paranormal, etc... c'était ma propre recherche.
Mon état avant ma mort : j'étais la terre, le ciel et autre chose que je n'arrivais pas à définir (mystique peut-etre). J'ai senti mon coeur battre de moins en moins vite et j'ai vu ma vie défiler (comme dans un couloir si vous voulez). Et quand dans ma poitrine mon coeur s'arreta de battre, j'ai vu venir devant moi un spectre, un visage transparent (c'était la mort). Gros choc, le visage s'est approché du mien et c'est à ce moment que je suis morte.
Ensuite, j'ai mis des semaines à renaitre. J'ai vécu ma propre (re)naissance: je sentais mon coprs comme écorché. Soufrance encore. Puis, tout doucement pendant des années j'ai essayé d'oublier ce qui m'était arrivée. Un jour je suis rentrée dans une librairie ésothérique et j'ai découvert des ouvrages qui parlaient de ce genre de phénomène. J'ai enfin pu mettre un nom la dessus "NDE", ce qui m'a appaisée de mieux comprendre que cela peut arriver.
Enfin, cette expérience je savais qu'elle arriverait, car enfant j'avais déjà vécu cela (sans la mort). D'ailleurs, quand j'étais dans cet état, je me demandais, pourquoi on ne nous préviens pas que cela peut arriver, que nous sommes tous fait comme cela.
Pour ma part, je pense que cet état peut etre atteint sans douleur grace à un guide. C'est une façon de grandir. Si j'ai vécu cette expérience de cette manière, c'est parceque je cherchais un miroir pour m'y voir et ce que j'ai vu c'était moi... entrain d'en mourir (d'où ce spectre).
Alors, un conseil : ne faites jamais cette recherche seule. Il y a tant de personnes qui peuvent vous aider à : un jour vous rencontrer.
Si mon témoignage peut vous aider, n'hesitez à me contacter. J'ai beaucoup à dire.
English Translation of above letter
A few years ago, I had a painful experience, significant and frivolous. Today I am in good physical and mental health but I'm still shocked by what I saw and lived. Since this experience, I don't know anymore if I lived or died.
This happened after someone very close to me died and I felt abandoned. But before I heard about the death of this person, I was psychologically weak. I passed through several stages: mystical, paranormal, etc.... it was my own research.
My state before my death: I was the earth, the sky and something else that I did not manage to define (mystical perhaps). I felt my heart beat less and less quickly and I saw my life pass before my eyes (as in a corridor, if you will). And when in my chest my heart started to beat, I saw coming in front of me a ghost, a transparent face (it was Death). Big shock, the face approached mine and at this point I died.
Then I spent weeks with rebirth. I lived my characteristic born-again life. I felt my body was sliced open. Suffering still. One day I went into a psychic bookstore and found books that talked about this kind of phenomena. At last I could put a name to it, NDE, which helped me understand how this could happen.
Lastly, I knew this experience would happen as a child I had already lived that (without death). Moreover, when I was in this state, I wondered why no one warns us that might happen, that it happens to all of us.
For my part, I think that this state can be reached without pain, thanks to a guide. It is a way of growing. If I lived this experience this way, it is because I looked for a mirror for me to see there and what I saw was me... my essence (from the spirit).
Then, a counsel: never do this research alone. There are so many people who can help you: one day to meet you.
If my testimony can help you, do not hesitate to contact me. I have much to say.
(I'm grateful to Mr. Midnight and Don L. for the translation.)
I felt a Oneness with all Life
In 1972 I went to a spiritual class called "healing outside of time" essentially it had to do with stepping outside of time in a meditation to be able to let go of any problem - illusion.
During the class I had my eyes closed and I went deeply into the "Silence" of my Being. While sitting there I suddenly felt lifted up above my physical body. I was on a higher plane (course we both know English words do not really do these any justice).
There were it seemed 3 beings there with me. I could not see their faces but it "felt" like some kind of Initiation. They gave me something/passed on to me something and I knew it.
When I opened my eyes I was still sitting in the class audience but EVERYTHING had changed. I felt almost high and giggly. Thank goodness the teacher called for a 15 min recess. I went outside to have a smoke (was still smoking then) and what I saw amazed me. In every direction I looked I saw and felt my own Infinite Presence yet also my human individual self. I looked at the ocean and felt myself in the ocean and the ocean in me. I looked at the trees and felt myself in the trees and the trees in me. I looked at the sky and could feel the sky within my Being and my being in the sky. What really surprised me was this: I looked at buildings and automobiles and electric wires and telephone poles and felt my being inside of them and them (inanimate objects) inside of my being. Now I looked upon the people standing around me and I felt my face on theirs and their faces on mine. It was impossible to tell where they left off and I began. The hard lines were no longer there. I felt a Oneness with all Life. I suddenly knew without a shadow of a doubt, God Is, I AM, God Is.
This experience lasted about 3 days before I came down to ordinary human consciousness ˆ and yet... nothing can ever really remove it from my inner Knowing.
Yours in Oneness
I believe only because it has happened to me
My boyfriend's mother died from cancer of the esophogus- we were taking our first "break" from the hospital after spending an emotionally draining night and morning with her.... We were at a restaurant and I "daydreamed" ( I am a daydreamer- so I thought nothing of it at the time) that I saw John's mom "floating by-- kind of "whisked" like "water" but like the wind--- she was smiling and looked like she was really having fun!
We went back to the hospital- and found out that his mom had died while we were away.. i didn't think anything of it until a few years later when i was talking to his cousin and they had been in the room at the time- aparently a Nun-- yes -a nun-- had knocked on the door and asked to use the bathroom--- she shut the door behind her... Gerry died.....they were concerned that she hadn't come out of the bathroom for so long.. and his other cousin was standing in front of the door- so she could not have left without him moving out of the door's way.
They knocked on the door- there was no answer- they opened it and there was nobody there.
Later I had a dream about Gerry and she told me (From a most beautiful light-blue "bubble" telephone booth type thing--- that she wanted me to do her a favor and tell Johnnie and Mary that "She was O.K.". I woke up and could not move because I was overcome by peace. I was physically numb.
I believe only because it has happened to me, and I have experienced this first hand- otherwise I would think that I was crazy.
I believe because there are to many "coincidences" of that afternoon to be anything other than divine intervention/experience.
Deborah
I felt a "presence" giving me amazing strength!
Dear Ms. Goble,
Thank you so much for sharing your experience of over 30 years ago! I have never had an NDE of my own but have met several people who have. I am somewhat of a "student", though, ever since seeing an (initial) appearance of Dr.Raymond Moody on a Phil Donahue show circa 1976. Somehow the TRUTH of what Dr. Moody was just beginning to research back then, absoulutely hit me like a bolt of lightning! From that point on, I began reading everything I could get my hands on!
Interestingly, about a dozen years ago, I experienced something "related", totally unexplainable. Something that had never happened to me before. I didn't even know such a thing "could" happen ... surely not to ME, anyway.
While at the funeral of my dear mother with whom I was very close, I "felt a presence" so overwhelming it forever changed my life! Special circumstances were: being a trained, semi-professional classical singer, I was in the midst of singing her favorite quasi-classical-religious piece, "How Beautiful Upon The Mountains", & slowly began to feel a "presence" (to my left) giving me amazing strength! Mind you, it was difficult for me to "perform" at all at such an occasion, since this was my mother's funeral & I was, at times, extremely emmotional. Yet this "force" enabled me to not only to sing quite "well", there was a "superior spiritual quality" I didn't quite understand, as it was not coming from me. I felt like some kind of conduit. This presence (only a couple of feet away from where I stood )was not physical, but a kind of "energy field" which I somehow sensed was "swirling", like a small tornado (maybe 8 feet tall and 2-3 feet wide?)
I had talked to my mother many times, during her year-long illness prior to her death, about my growing knowledge of NDEs and the hope they provided anyone leaving this earth. She was an intelligent, sensitive, well-educated woman but her perception of the afterlife was a bit "scary" (i.e.unknown) due in large part to her rather fundamental Christian background. We would frequently talk about things like: how I believed, with all my heart, Heavenly scenarios such as "Hey, guess what? Our friends who are, say, Jewish will be there TOO!" She'd kind of chuckle and express how much she "hoped" I was right about that. She was a very sweet person but the "overly fundamental Christian element" was so ingrained, it got in her way! I specifically remember joking with her one time: "Oh, mom, you're going to be SO surprised to find out "the eye in that needle" is not tiny at ALL, but rather, GIGANTIC! :)
Anyway, after I sang my muscial pieces, of which there were three, I did not mention anything of my strange experience to anyone. After all, I had NO IDEA what the experience had been! What it WAS! I just knew it had been powerful! -- giving me greater strength and joy while "performing", than I had EVER previously known! Actually there was an element of weirdness that made me WANT to put it out of my mind, at least for that day...
Later that afternoon, as is customary, many gathered at the home of a relative for the "party" to follow. It was there that a woman stranger came up to me and very sincerely expressed how much she had enjoyed the music I had contributed -- but in particular, she was so happy about the middle piece entitled "How Beautiful Upon The Mountains" because during THAT piece, my mother was standing right NEXT to me, to my left! This woman had been a friend of my mother's many years prior but had moved away having flown in for the funeral earlier that day -- and knew nothing of my mother's favorite music. She was a native of the Phillipines, had married an American, & lived in another far-away state. After explaining her background & how she had known/loved my mother, she then added that she was a psychic!
Now, on any other occasion, I would have been taken aback by this psychic proclaimation, but when she said those words, "It was your mother next to you!" I instantly KNEW she was so right, that THAT had been the incredible loving "force" I had felt so strongly -- "to my left" -- as I sang my mother's favorite piece in all the world! I then realized the energy that had fed my own spirit, during that experience, was indeed the spirit of my mother -- conmfirming to me that she still "was!" Not only that, I FELT her "bliss", & I knew the particular message of that particular piece I sang expressed her newfound philosophy of life; a very simple, yet ALL-encompassing philosophy of life!
"How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of them that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace."
My husband is a well-educated & disciplined scientist with very little "faith" in anything that cannot be proven in a laboratory. But he, too, saw/felt what had happened to me that day -- and having heard what this woman had said to me, he, too KNEW "something" very usuasual had occured. He had loved my mother like his own...
Finally, I have had very subtle "re-vistations" ever since. To the point where now, when I have to do anything about which I am uncomforatble or a little frightened, I "ask" for my mother's help -- and it ALWAYS comes! And the help is always immediate; instantaneously I become peaceful & relaxed.
I did not intend to write such a "dissertation" here today, but felt compelled somehow to share this with you. I have never written it out before but have "told" a handful of people. Actually, I had been feeling a bit "down" lately and went to my p.c. hoping to find something inspiring by simply punching in "'Near Death Experience" + perspective'" The resiults? Your site came up first and it did not disappoint! I cried I was so moved! And thank you for adding Dr. Ring's 12 principles compiled from the experiences of his NDE subjects;I have written them out "longhand" and will daily focus upon them anew!
A final thought: Even though my event of many years ago was not very "dramatic", especially when compared to those shared by actual NDE experiencers, it was a special related event, "dramatic enough" to have changed my life forever. For I now know we DO "go on!" I also understand how deeply purposeful it can be -- to do our best at emulating a pair of those "beautiful feet...that bringeth good tidings and peace" to others. Plus, I have a strong suspicion my mom, indeed, sees ALL her departed Jewish friends in Heaven! :)
Thank you, again, for your site; it brought me great joy and reassurance today, as I'm sure it does countless others who are foutunate enough to visit!
Sincerely,
Patricia
Inner Guidance
Hello!
I have not had a NDE but I have had many mystical experiences. I will discuss one with you.
About three years ago a cousin of mine was sick with cancer. I wanted to go see her but she was in Mexico and I was in Miami. I also wasn't working. Then one morning a voice whispered in my ear,"now you must go." I got up. That morning a new credit card arrived in my mail so I used it and within three days was at my cousin's side. She looked good but was in much pain. She was taking a pain killer intravenously. One morning she voiced her concern about dying because of her youngest daughter who was single and for whom she hadn't made provisions. I told her that I didn't think she looked that bad.
That night upon lying down on my bed and still wide awake; I had a vision... I suddenly saw my mother and my cousin's husband before me. Both were on the other side. My mother spoke very forcibly. She said, "that is not why we sent you here. Tell her that when her time comes I and Raul will take her across that bridge through that door." I looked at where mother was pointing her finger and I saw a small bridge that ended at a doorway full of a bright white light. I closed my eyes and the vision was there. I opened my eyes and it still was there. Then curiosity got the best of me and I wanted to see beyond the bright light in the doorway but I wasn't able to do so.
The next morning I thought I would not be able to tell my cousin anything because she would think I was crazy. I had breakfast with her and then retreated to my room. She came in and laid on the bed next to me and suddenly I blurted out my vision. She never questioned me. She had so much faith in my spirituality. She simply responded, "okay, now I know what I have to do."
Once she accepted her pending death and knew who would lead her across the threshold, her pain left. She died very peacefully about two months later without pain. I was to stay another week, but somehow I knew that to do so would overstay my visit. My mission had been accomplished and I left the next day.
Sylvia
Despair leads to spiritual experience
As I read about your experience, I felt a pang of familiarity ring in my heart. I too had a mystical experience five years ago.
I divorced in 1992 with full custody daughter. In 1998, I felt on top of the world again. I had completed my BA program and had met the love of my life. Within six months of meeting this man, he called it quits, and I was devastated. I felt the world had come crumbling down around me and everything I had accomplished was for nothing. I temporarily moved in with my parents until I could find a job, and became very disheartened and depressed. Then one night I had the experience:
I went to sleep, to find myself suddenly in another place. I was in this ancient, ornate dome-shaped cathedral. I was inside this magnificent structure looking outside. There was a thick pane of glass with rain trickling down it. My eyes followed the movement of the trickle. . . then suddenly I was moving deeper into the middle of the structure. I looked up, and saw, with deep awe, that the building was the most majestic, never ending, glorious place--with millions of individual panes of ornate crystal. Then I started whirring upwards, I passed splashes of light, and rainbows, and felt the presence of angels hovering near me. Their presence was not over bearing, but I could feel there energy fields, never-the-less. As I reached the apex of this magnificent structure, a flickering light appeared. It was the most comforting, loving light I had ever known, and I hovered under it basking and bathing in its Love.
Then I woke up.
Thanks for letting me share this again.
Stefanie
Near Death Experiences (NDE) (14)
Underwater Death
Hi my name is Holly
I was looking into the experience they call doppelganger on the internet and decided my expierence may be more than that. Over the course of three months or so last year around june i had several life changing events. i've just turned twenty six but have always been a spiritual person. i have been able to see or know things before they happen as well as find missing things easily with intuition and saw my cat and grandmother die several days or weeks before actual death. So this leads me to my storie, i too had the expierience of an underwater death. I think by now only several people who where there may remember at some point but i remember all the time.
i was going tubing with some friends down a river noone was really familiar with and the whole way down to the water i periodically joked that the guys could go ahead of me so if anyone dies it wont be me. we ended up short on tubes so my brother(who is also somewhat intuitive) was unable to go. i think this was good. so we went on the river lounging all the way. i was with the love of my life and we were having some bad times which was usual. he was much further ahead and i hung back alone. we reached a point where i heard yelling. one of the guys came running up and said it looked like it got pretty crazy ahead with rapids and i may want to get out so i climed out and myboyfriend continued on. i climbed over some rocks and could hear someof the guys. as i walked on the rocks i felt myself asking the spirit of the woods to protect me. i felt connected as if like a child exploring the woods. i saw my boyfriend ahead who shouted to go ahead and get in where i was. i couldnt see anything around the rocks but contined to get in. i had just gotten on my tube and the friend who had looked after me earlier wsa shouting no holly stop. i couldnt reach the bottom and the water started going faster. they all kept screaming stop and i couldnt. i looked arould and relized i was going over some type of water fall where the water gets squeezed between two rocks. i remember a rush of fear and anxiety and over i went. i had no idea what to do. the next thing i know my tube is pushed out from underneath me and i was under water.
i have been sheltered and really have not had expieriences rafting or surfing but my first thought was get out and what would a surfer do in a tide? i began kicking or trying to work with the water since it continually pushed my body around like a washing machine. i just kept spinning i started kicking trying to get myself out of the currant. i was able to pop my head out and yelled help in the split second of air i got and back i went. i remember thinking that this was death. i had never been afraid of death becouse i was always very depressed as a teen and had suicidal thoughts. i would never feel that way now but death has not scared me so i continued to spin. i had thoughts about my life and boyfriend, my family. i remeber all i could see was black and hearing the water. all of a sudden it was as if i saw my dead body belly down floating down the river. im pretty sure i didnt leave my body i just rememeber black and the only light was the surface of the water i could not reach. i saw my body and thought this cant happen im not ready there are so many things i want to do need to do and i would miss my friends and family but i relized i had not even been paying attention to holding my breath. when i relized this i thought this is it i cant hold my breath any longer but dont want to die. i felt my life was not in my hands and at the split second it felt as if something or someone very grabbed around my crest and i felt lifted out of the water. i relized i was out. my boyfriend at the time had his hand reaching to me yelling to hold on. his friend grabbed me and they helped me down the rocks and to the ground.
the area ended up having several water falls in this section. the outter side of my foot was black and blue and my smallest toe was throbbing. i figured this was from kicking a rock trying to get out of the curiant. i asked how long i was under. noone knew. they just kept on saying a long time. they thought i was dead but noone could find me. several of them had tried going after me but didnt. it was dangerous. i asked who had grabbed me. i thought my boyfriend did at first but relized he had only had his hand out. they all replied that noone did. they had all been screaming for me and my boyfriend was screaming my name. they said one of the guys said we have to go get her. as my boyfriend found his way down the rocks they said he reached the area of the falls where i was and i just came out of the water and floated to my boyfriend.
After i kept on saying i didnt want to argue with my boyfriend anymore becouse it was all pety stuff life had more meaning. following the event my foot had been black and blue and felt out of place, it still is not right i sometimes feel as if its telling me to slow down. So after this i had several scarry nights where i felt i was back under water when i closed my eyes i could hear it. this passed then an ex of my boyfriends came to the house after 2 yrs this was kept like a big secret skipping throughthte drama i didnt mind but felt disrespected he got angry (he's also bipolar) and that was pretty much the end of us the third event was going back into college a month after all this i feel that the expierience gives me strenght sometimes. i also dont know what saved me but i know something did i know i have no idea what happed to holding my breath and i definetly saw my dead body.
your story had touched me i felt the need to tell mine i relize the large amount of emails you get but if you were able to read my storie thank you i just feel ther was supposed to be a lesson to learn or message that i still have not found. any words of wisdom are great or insight on the expierience if not it's just good to tell my story
thank you sorry for bad spelling
follow your bliss Holly
Dear Holly,
Thank you for sharing your story, I hope that telling it was helpful to you. The meaning of it may not come to you for many years but in the meantime your soul will be guiding you in the direction you need to go. Everything you do will have something to do with where your spiritual path is leading you. It takes about 7 years for such an experience to become integrated and for a person to be able to look back and realize the reasons for things that happened. Continue to expose yourself to spiritual writings to expand your consciousness and be open to explore new and interesting things. It will unfold as it is meant to unfold in your life.
Peace & Joy!
Diane
NDE Saves My Life
Diane: I was guided to your website and compelled to share my NDE story with you. To what outcome, I have no idea. I have just learned to trust where I am guided. Let me explain…As background, I had a fairly challenging childhood. I was a bright, energetic boy who became a reclusive survivalist. My abusive father left my mother and I when I was 3. My mother, who was raised by an ultra-critical mother and father, was emotionally broke and entered a deep depression. She got on the welfare rolls and became a cyclical substance abuser of alcohol and prescription drugs. Often times she would mix substances and begin all-night hallucinations, or she would sneak out of the house and head to the local bar while I was in bed. We often were in search of some type of hand-out from relatives or social agencies because our rent was $225 of the $383 we received every month and there was never enough money for food, gas, cigarettes and alcohol. This was all before I was 12 yrs old. Feeling cheated out of a "normal" family, I quickly grew up. My days were mostly parenting my mother, worrying about food, coping with trying to be invisible in school and trying to manage my own situational depression. Occasionally, my mother would become verbally abusive and wildly irrational. This just added to my feelings that life was one threat after another without any hope for safety. By fourteen I was ready to end my life. Instead of survival, all I could think about was the numbing hollowness that pained me every waking moment. I was waiting for the rescue that wasn't coming. I am sure that there are many stories like mine that exist to this point. What kept me from jumping in front of the train a short block away that ran past my apartment hourly was that I knew three things were true; and these made all the difference. What I knew was: 1.) There was a God and He had Angels providing for me, somehow; 2.) I was here to do something important; and 3.) Life would be much much better when I was an adult. This was reaffirmed at some of my darkest times. I would sense a comforting paternal presence, or a heavy warmth over my shoulders, when I felt the most alone in the world. Also, I have had so many times where I was saved by an unplanned source. These feelings and my prayers kept me sane and negated my view that nobody cared enough to help me.
Now we fast-forward 20 plus years, through a marriage, my mother's death, the birth of my own wonderful daughter, a divorce, a 45 lbs weight gain and then 42 lbs weight loss, to a time in late 2004. I had really done lots of work in the area of my own self-esteem by this time. Life was going well; my career was good and my daughter was doing wonderfully. Then I entered a very troubling time. I became ill with something that was usually simple to cure. I went to the doctor, he prescribed something, I took it and expected it all to end. After a brief break in my condition, this condition came back and was resistant to the medication. This was the start of an affliction that occurred as an attack on my life and caused me to begin to try different means to overcoming it. Each time I would do something new, I would set it back a bit but then it adapted and I was worse than just prior. I started to get desperate and completely reclusive. Just trying to concentrate at work was nearly impossible. Being mentally, physically and spiritually drained and not knowing what to do next, I was at my wits end.
By this time, I had tried so many different methods seeking a cure that they were building up in my system. I did not know it at the time but my liver began to get inflamed as it was burdened with trying to eliminate my toxicity. The proverbial straw came when I tried some oral medication at this point. My system identified it as a rogue threat and my throat began closing. I was alone but managed to make it to the hospital. 7 hours and many steroid shots later I was release from the emergency room. By this point my body was on high alert! I was an emotional mess. I had the original condition worse than ever, my system was toxic and inflamed and now even certain smells made me enter in to an allergic reaction. Each day was a struggle. About a week after my visit to the emergency room I woke up in the middle of the night. When I attempted to get out of bed I noticed a numbness in my legs… and they weren't responding like the should! I tried to stay calm because I knew I needed to think. I made my way to the shower. Maybe that would "wake them up?" In the shower I noticed the numbness was creeping up and overtaking my legs. I got out of the shower and thought about calling an ambulance. I somehow knew what was happening and decided that I was ready to give up. I just wanted enough time to write some notes and to clear out my bank accounts with checks to my little girls mother. I knew that my life insurance policies and those checks would ensure my 9-year old daughter's future. I made it to my desk and did what I needed to do. I wrote notes to my ex-wife, my daughter, my aunt and the few others I had in my life. Being that I had no family but my aunt and daughter, it was a pretty quick task. I was sad but my quality of life was so bad that I was more tired. As I made my way to my bed I felt my breathing getting hard to exert. I got in bed and closed my eyes. I was this way for an unknown amount of time but I did know that I was not forcing the breathing at some point. I was then in a state of stasis; like a consciousness but no visual representation. I could not feel my body but I knew I was lucid. At that point a sincere but strong voice occurred to me. It asked, "live or die?" I thought of how my dad left me and how my daughter needed me, regardless of my condition. I chose "live!" The next thing I remember is sitting up in my bed as I gasped for air. The sun was shining in my window. I didn't feel great but the heavy-limbed numbness was completely gone! I was not cured of all the other problems. This did start my long, 6 month road to recovery. Through prayers, meditation, education, diet, and sourcing my own cure, I emerged from this dark time and was well again. Even now, 8 months after being well, I am still detoxing my system.
Right after my near-death experience, I noticed something was different. It was my view about what our world is and is not. Then I noticed that I was getting information about various things and people. At first I was unnerved. Soon I began to see it as a gift from God. Over the past few months this gift has grown and I have been presented people situationally that I am compelled to help. I never interfere with their choice and usually they think I am just a very insightful conversationalist. I just feel that I am a conduit to Divine message for people. I don't share this story with many people. Even close friends do not know about the depth of my condition last year, nor my gift. I was guided to share this story with you.
As a result of these events, I know there is a God and He has armies of Angels (and there are even different types of Angels). I also know that heaven is a real place -- more real in many ways than our perception of reality here. The context for our world is duality: good vs. evil; light vs. dark; happy vs. sad, etc. In this context we choose our lessons. Love, depth of character, choice and consequence are all part of many of our life maps. The lessons we resist hit us over and over and often escalate until we "get it." My lesson was one I resisted for years! I resisted it so much that it nearly knocked me down completely. I need to learn that I am valuable and that being connected with people is not scary, it's inspiring.
The greatest message I've heard that encapsulates why we are here to grow, and what happened to me, is from the movie June Bug, "God loves you just the way you are; but He loves you too much to let you stay that way!"
Dale B., San Francisco Bay Area
NDE healed me from quadriplegia
Thank you for your web site story. I can sure appreciate what changes your life path has taken since your NDE! I had an NDE on Aug. 18, 1986 (my 19th anniversary is coming) in a car wreck. My Union with God on the other side was the most wonderful experience I can ever remember having and today I am missing "home". Why? Because I long to communicate with others who understand how leaving and returning by choice can completely alter one's perceptions of what is "real". While in heaven, I understood that only Love is real, and everything else here is transitory and unreal. I could comprehend and "see" my own life as a sort of beautiful hologram, completely organized and harmonious...a far, far different life view from the life shambles I perceived moments before the impact! (I was 2 months sober in recovery from alcoholism; my divorce was about to be finalized that week; the health club I owned was failing financially; and the guilt-based religion of my childhood had told me that everything that was going wrong in my life was my fault.)
I'd already been a Certified Massage Therapist for 7 years when my visit to heaven happened. From "beyond" I saw the mangled car crash had broken my body's neck and paralyzed my body completely. But while still on the other side I "was given to understand" that anything could be healed through the power of God's Love... including my own body down there in the mangled wreckage... that Love instantly flooded my spirit and healed it completely! Would I return to that body, or continue onward toward heaven? The choice was mine. And yet I already knew what I would choose: I was so overjoyed about the eternal availability of God's Love and the healing power it contained, that I wanted SO MUCH to come back to life on earth and share the knowledge, the joy, the experience of what healing really is all about! So I plopped right back into my quadriplegic body. Doctors told me to get used to it because "quadriplegia is permanent". But the Creator of all the Universe had already informed me that quadriplegia is less than a speck of dust to heal. Who would you believe?? In less than 3 months I walked out the that hospital on my body's own two legs, I returned to administering Massage Therapy within another month (but with a very expanded view of who we really ARE). Within a year I began running 2 miles daily and today, 19 years later, I run 4 miles daily, I haven't needed a doctor in years because my health is excellent, and I continue to communicate with the other side more than ever. More than ever, viewing each soul's "place" in this world holds the greatest meaning of all. Listening to the voice of God within that guides toward more spiritually evolved relating in this world... to me, THAT matters most of all in life.
In that beautiful holographic image of my soul's life from the other side, I believe I was given a hint of an additional direction my spiritual support work would takeonce I returned. Soon after my NDE I began studying Astrology and I found great intuitive accuracy in this beautiful spiritual language. It is as if through our astrological birth chart God gave each of us a sort of soul-print, like a unique finger print, a lifepath blueprint, that reveals what we'll be learning about during our lifetime. I am also able to "see" the spiritual stories revealed by the birth wheel that underly health challenges, as well as our relationship and work challenges. Most of us souls here today HAVE been here before, and so our birth charts intuitively explain what we may have been working on in previous lives, and what we're carrying over and growing beyond in this lifetime. For me personally, it is most fulfilling to be able to help others reach deeper and more compassionate understanding of the spiritual value underlying their specific life challenges. Also during these last 19 years "A Course In Miracles" has provided comforting reminders about why we are each here. My depth of trust in God's Love permeates every reading and massage I give, and every conversation I have. After all, I came back to share messages of Love from heaven.
In case you want to know, I share my story in my book "The BLUE CORD", and on my audio tape "I Remember Heaven: learning to heal myself". In closing I want to thank you for sharing your story on the internet, and for serving as a connecting link between heaven and earth.
Many blessings, Laurel Duran
...show me right NOW!
Diane,
At first I approached your WebSite with much skepticism. Recent events have sent me seeking a cure for my soul, Thats how I ended up on your site. I was a Non-Believer, whos life had no direction and was near complete destruction. After ending up in a coma I had what I discovered was a NDE. For 72 hours I was In what I remember clearly as a dream. The Dream had profound influence on my life. You've heard and experienced this all before so I won't go into details BUT I know for a FACT I was SHIFTING from one reality to another. Not long after my recovery at home I turned to GOD and asked Him "If your REALLY out there and I'M going to be O.K show me right NOW! I couldnt believe it but at that moment a lighting bolt hit just behind my porch where I was sitting. I feel I'm lucky to be given such a personal sign. Not long after I've been blessed with a child new life and I understand my purpose.
Humans Beings souls need Affirmation thats why we fear Death. The part of the body that we identify as us, as being alive IS our soul and it communicates through concious. I feel we could talk forever and we might just do that! Whether or not people truly believe is irrelevant, I kept reading your website and I see that you genuinely care about other people and you bring hope to some who are completely lost. God ultimately judges us based on our actions to others.
God Speed Diane,
... Anthony
I chose to go back
Hi!
This is the first time that I have told a stranger about my NDE. I have told a few select individuals in whom I developed a trust and was received with openness and warmth. So here goes.
I was either 14 or 15. I am now 50. Things were not good between me and my mother. It seemed we were constantly fighting - once even physically. I couldn't take it anymore and took a bunch of pills one night. I had it all figured out. I wouldn't have the constant upheaval and emotional pain anymore. I felt I was the cause of all the bad things that happened in the house and was accused of bringing the demons into the house. And I mean literally. My mom said I brought them in. So I lay down on my bed and just went to sleep. I figured I just would never wake up. My religeous upbringing supported the notion that when you die you cease to exist until after Armageddon. I had no expectations except to cease existing.
There was no tunnel or majestic bright light. Instead I found myself wondering in the most beautiful and peaceful place of green rolling hills.
The sky was a soft blue. I wasn;t walking. I was floating. I felt the most profound sense of acceptance and love. Totally unconditional. I was accepted and knew I belonged. I didn't have a physical body. I was myself. I had an awareness of me as complete in all manner yet without a body. I could hear my name being called and I moved toward the sound of the voice. I heard my name in my mind, not through my ears. As I moved closer to the sound of my name I felt more and more love. I saw a figure in white robes. Very simple. It was definatley male. I knew that once I reached him all would be perfect. I wouldn't have anymore of the problems I had had. As I got closer to him I heard my name being called from behind me. I wanted to ignore it, but it was insistant. The man in the white robes who somehow I knew to be Jesus told me I had a choice. I could go back or stay with him. I was informed that if I stayed with him there would be no retribution for having ended my life. But I did have the choice. I chose to go back. Instantly I was concious and my mother was yelling my name and shaking me. I never told anyone about the experience for many years but the memory has never faded. The choice I made has always been clear to me. There have been a few times I have regreted my choice but I always knew that it had been my choice and that there must be a reason I am here.
Of interest is that things did not get better at home after that. At sixteen I left home, found work, got rid of the boyfriend that I was soooo in love with and made it on my own. I since have come to the conclusion that it was my survival instinct that took over and got me out of the negative home situation. But there is also the knowledge that I got some of the guts to do the things I have from knowing that complete acceptance and love that I experienced in that episode.
Thanks for hearing me out.
Ruth
I'm sorry you have to go back
i 2 had an after-life experiance in 1982 a drunk came into my lane and ran over me and a friend on my motor-cycle.
i was traveling so fast in this black dark, i could sense me moving forward but it was so fast i was becoming confused, you see i was moving faster than thought i was really having trouble hangin mentaly then i saw this dot of light and i locked on to it an as i got nearer it got bigger until it was a door way .The closer i got the more i felt this over powering joy it is un-explainable. i was tripping and thinking wow its really true and i am here!
Then i saw the one in the light of the light, and he spoke but not verbally he said " I know it hurts and i know it's bad I am sorry U have to go back." Well not me an i told him "I am here and by GOD, i am staying! He said " I am sorry but U have not done what U said U would do, Iam sorry U must go back!". i again said no and he said " U will come here U do get to come here not yet not now." i heard somebody say " we got him".
From that moment on i was not the same!
Choked on an orange peel
Hi.
I read your near death experience. I have had one as well. When I was about 6, my mother, my 6 brothers and sisters and i were sitting around the family room eating oranges and watching tv. We had them cut in quarters with the peels still on. I had the quarter orange in my mouth with the peel covering my teeth to show one of my siblings a laugh.AS i was laughing, the orange went down my throat without being chewed and i started choking. i stood up and started jumping up and down, i couldn't breathe. the last thing i remembered was my mom sticking her finger in my mouth, then i blacked out for i don't know how long. then i remember being above everyone. i could see my mom sticking her finger in my mouth, my brothers and sisters around my body,and my face was bright red. i felt as though i was floating. i didn't feel any pain. i felt light and something pulling me towards a light. i could see the light ahead of me. i wasn't scared. then within a moment i was back in my body, and got up. i didn't know what to say. i just cried. i didn't say anything to anyone for years because i really don't know what happened to me and i felt if i did say anything to anyone, they might think i'm crazy. i told my mom, years later when i was in my mid 20's, and then my brothers and sisters. i don't know if they actually believed me or not, maybe it's just me, all i know is that it did and i still don't know what happened to me. my brother had a scientific explanation for it, but it seems it was more than that. i guess you really don't understand unless it happens to you.
sincerely, yasemin
Behold, the man who rose from the dead!
nemethet writes in his journal about his experiences in and out of comas
Wonderful NDE
Finally, someone I can relate too. I can't count the number of people that gave me a look as if I had lost all touch with reality after my NDE. My first response in all of these cases has been, "if you only knew". I found myself identifying with much of your experience and the subsequent outcome. Wasn't it wonderful? Again I say thank you and I will see you on the other side.
Transformed by NDE
I enjoyed your story. I had a death exp. in 1989 I rarely discuss. However, mine was much different. I was engulfed in torment. No peaceful loving trip for me but I was blessed by being delivered by the circumstance and found myself in my home in the presence of a being. It was a translucent substance that was full of energy and power. I felt totally safe in His presence. Communication was instantaneous and numerous physical and mental manifestations were performed to prove I was dealing with my creator. I later found Him as the author of the Bible and became a christian. A far cry from a $20,000 a week drug trafficker.
Steve
Allergic Reaction Causes NDE
hello. my name is sara, and 2 months ago, i was going along living my happy go lucky life, when in one day, i suffered a severe allergic reaction, coded 3 times, and almost died. now, i am so confused by what happened, and i'm not sure where to turn. i know what i saw, and i know what i feel, and my husband thinks that i'm just plain crazy. i feel as though i have this driven mission in life, and i am going day to day frantically searching for it. it almost consumes me. during my third time coding, i didn't fight it any longer. i thought..."this is it. why struggle, i'm not coming home...just go with it." i almost feel forced to be back against my will, because where i was...was so peaceful. i didn't remember at the time what i saw. actually, it was almost a week later, when it hit me out of the blue. i remember being surrounded by something circular, and almost being at the top of the world..looking down. i could see the treetops, and a green valley cut between them. i question myself everyday, asking myself if it was real. my marriage is completely suffering because of this, and it seems that no one quite understands. but, i just know that i have some job that i must do, before i can go back to that place. i also feel some sort of energy around me all the time now. i was talking to this woman last week, who was actually glowing, and she seemed so good. does any of this sound logical to you? thanks for reading this...
peace out, sara.
Born with Caul, had NDE
I was researching for information about being born in the caul "veil" and stumbled upon your site. Funny, I died in an auto accident on September 7, 1966 and was dead for 28 minutes. It was a long road back to physical health and each thing you listed as a psychological result of this experience is so very true. Sadly, I watched as my friends left one by one and then my husband. They no longer knew me. I don't remember having a "choice" about coming back! I seem to recall a voice in my mind reminding me that I had yet to keep my promise as far as this particular journey on earth. I was also born in the "caul" and since the accident, the "sensing" powers grow stronger. But, those that gather as friends are beautiful souls. It is just nice to know that others have seen what I saw, felt what I felt, and know what I know now. I send my prayers to you.
Whitefeather
Auto accident causes NDE
I was in a car accident when I was sixteen. I had just taken off my seat belt to turn around and hand my friend his drink. The driver lost control and the van flipped. My head went through the side window of the van. The scrunchy that I was wearing in my ponytail was under the van when it was over along with a good bit of my ponytail.
I was going forward in something and even though I could hear everything still happening, the glass breaking, the radio still playing, my friends screaming, I heard a noise that I couldn't describe to, pardon the wording here, save my life. I looked back and I just saw darkness and this green glow. But it didn't really matter. I was so confused about what was happening. I felt like I was being pulled in two directions and, while it didn't hurt, it felt really weird. And then, I felt like someone grabbed me and pulled me as hard as they could backwards. It felt like I had been going forward for hours, but it could have only been a couple of minutes. I don't know because when I opened my eyes... I don't know how to describe how it felt beyond it hurt so much. And the green glow was back. It was the radio light which was shining in my eyes.
I hurt more than I ever have before. I couldn't make sense of anything. I wasn't sure of what was going on and I felt like I had lost something very important.
I sat on the side of the road trying to make sense of everything. I didn't that night. I didn't for a long time. I had seen stuff like this on tv and while I believed in it, I didn't want to think that it had happened to me. It was... well, kind of weird, you know?
But everything changed that night. It happened six years ago and I don't talk about it to a lot of people. I don't want them to think I'm crazy. But I'm with friends who have gone through something similar.
I can't wear watches anymore. I used to wear a watch all the time, but they just die now. My cellphones have the same problem. My computer, my television, if it's electric, it's life expectancy around me is very short. I just thought it was an odd quirk until I talked to a few other people who this had happened to and they complained of the same thing. I don't know. Maybe that's why. This has become a bit of a pet project for me.
But that's my story. Thanks.
Old Soul
awesome site...N/d/e's had 5,remember the last one about 15 yrs,ago,tunnel.white light,beautifull woman pure white,I was connected to a wall of books and alot of energy!! ever since I know things! past,present and the future! just know!! ability to purify things with my hands ect, major psychology in all area's of the human behavior, I also remember before birth the instructions that were given! that is a memory never to forget, where I came from is only love,peace,unity. we all wore white with gold rope around the waist! we're looking at mothers future,I had a choice, I didn't have to come,I could have stayed and watched the whole event on mother earth! I decided to come down and help!! Everynite I stare at the stars! one day I will be going home when my job is done here!!I just know!! We have been here many life times! helping people! this time we are going to make it, May the great spirit guide you! your always in my prayers,,all my relations,,,
manyhorses
Out of Body Experiences (OBE or OOBE) (0)
Past Life Dreams
Have no idea how I came across your site, I was looking for something totally different, but in the end I'm glad it happened. I cannot call myself a person of much faith. Though somewhere inside me I feel that we must be the product of some higher power and that we are here for a purpose, I honestly cannot call myself a total believer in an afterlife. Anyway, I don't want to get into that now, because that is not the purpose of my mail. When I was five or six I fell from the table (don't ask me what business I had to be on a table, I was a kid after all) and hit my head. I remember that I saw my mother panicking, telling me to wake up, shaking me. And here I was, hovering somewhere above, looking at my body in a very "detached" way and telling my mother "Hey, I'm here! If you'd stop screaming maybe you could hear me..." Can't remember how long it lasted, all I know is that when I opened my eyes I was looking up, not down (the back of my head is a little flat, wonder if the fall had anything to do with it!...) I have a few questions... I have experienced the same exact dream a few times in my life and cannot really associate it with anything that was going on in my life at the time. In the dream I am with a group of people, they must be friends of mine but I do not recognize them and we come up an old, deserted house. I eventually start exploring the old place by myself and I start climbing ancient steps that lead me to an arched wooden door. I open the door and already know what I'm about to see. What I see is a VERY large room, looks like I'm in a castle. The room has a lot of candles and at the far end of the room I can see the firgure of an old monk stretched out on a bed or alter, I'm not sure. I can tell he's been there a long, long time. I do not feel scared but I always wake up. It's funny, for once I had this dream and as it was starting I remember I was telling myself "Oh, here goes that dream..." I first had this dream when I was in my early teens. I sometimes dream of what may be related to the same dream. For example, In one dream I'm walking up a hill when a man asks me about the house to my left, he wants to know if it's for sale. I know it is, but do not want to tell him. Together we go into the house, inside it looks like a monastery, and I KNOW where every little crooked corridor leads to. But my concern is with the man, I want him out of there, I turn and I'm in the middle of an open market in medieval times. I feel very much at ease now, the man is gone and I'm talking with one of the vendors who's busy working with leather (toling leather?). In another dream I'm escaping from someone who is looking for me. Again I am in a castle-like building, there are many secret passeways and I KNOW where they will take me, and I successfully get away from whoever is trying to get hold of me. When I was a kid I used to be drawn to the monastery (most people thought it odd behavior for a teen), There on the grounds watching the monks, going inside the chapel, I always felt so at peace... What is wrong with me? Why am I always drawn to medieval/monastic elements? A close friend of mine believes that I may have lived in those times; is it possible? Also, one day when I was in my early 20s I distinctly remember waking up with the certainty that I had just come back from someplace. It perturbed me and frankly I do not want to experience that again; where was I? Again, my friend tells me that possibly because of that fall I now have a "door" open to another dimension and that I should not fear it. I often have dreams and days or months later the dream really happens, I can tell what people are about to tell me, yet I'm plain scared of it all and often wish I had none of these. Do you have any advice for this 40+ critical care nurse? There is so much more that I could tell you, but I'd end up writing a short novel. Thanks for any help you may be able to provide.
Soul Messages
Hello
I came across your website whilst trying to find some information about an experience I had a few years ago.
I was on an intense workshop, one night whilst relaxing in bed - I was awake and just lying next to my husband who was reading, the bed side light was on. When suddenly I experienced only what I can describe as ‘death’ trying to pull me out, it was intensely frightening and real, I just very calmly said to myself I am not going, I have to be here with my husband and child, and with that the feeling pasted. However I was so scared that I couldn’t speak until the next day.
I have not managed to find anything about this experience, I have no religious up bringing and have nothing to relate this experience too.
Can anyone shed some light on it? (My teacher at the workshop said it was someone testing me out but I never felt that this was it)
Warm regards
Laura
Dear Laura,
Your experience sounds like a message from your soul, more of a jolt I suppose. Our soul continues to try to get our attention, it wants to be recognized and integrated into our life. Our ego tries to deny it and dismiss it because it doesn't want to lose control and fears annihilation by the soul. But the soul just wants to be part of our life and get us on our spiritual path. It tries in gentle ways to get our attention, to wake us up to our spiritual nature. If we don't get the message, it moves to minor inconveniences yet we stay in denial. Each lesson is a bit stronger until finally something jolts us awake. If it takes a scare like you experienced, it's worth it if it starts you on your spiritual quest to understand your Self and God. Finding my web site was a clue to where to get started. You'll find a lot of links and books to start you on your journey to higher consciousness. Bless you on your journey.
Peace & Joy!
Diane
Dear Diane
Thank you so much for your reply. It is the BEST explanation I have had (people have suggested it was a ‘test’ or and entity that has attached but I never felt this to be the right thing)
Your reply has helped me very much.
Thank you again.
Much love
Laura
Graveside visitation
my mother died of cancer in july of 1974. i visited her gravesite, several months later, on a beautiful, crisp october day. i stood at the foot of her grave and began crying uncontrolably the biggest, fattest, hottest tears i had ever cried! at some point, i realized that a warm breeze was encircling me! it wasn't blowing north, south, east or west...it was moving around my body! i stood there in amazement, looking straight ahead, and let the feeling happen to me! it was at that point that i realized two things: i had stopped crying and that i was standing alone in this cemetary. there was no one in sight. that's when i heard the voice! kind of like the way you related it in your experience...like telepathy! i didn't "hear" it with my ears but rather with all of my being. i heard it and i felt the voice in me and all around me!!! i instantly knew that this was the Master Planner and He said, "WHY ARE YOU CRYING? SHE'S NOT THERE! SHE'S HERE!" And, very gently, but not of my own doing, i was coaxed to look up, as though an invisible finger was gently lifting my chin up to look heavenward! that's why i remember so well the glorious day that it was...in more ways than one! i have been forever changed by this. thanks for listening/ reading.
I didn't even know such a thing "could" happen
Thank you so much for sharing your experience of over 30 years ago! I have never had an NDE of my own but have met several people who have. I am somewhat of a "student", though, ever since seeing an (initial) appearance of Dr.Raymond Moody on a Phil Donahue show circa 1976. Somehow the TRUTH of what Dr. Moody was just beginning to research back then, absoulutely hit me like a bolt of lightning! From that point on, I began reading everything I could get my hands on!
Interestingly, about a dozen years ago, I experienced something "related", totally unexplainable. Something that had never happened to me before. I didn't even know such a thing "could" happen ... surely not to ME, anyway.
While at the funeral of my dear mother with whom I was very close, I "felt a presence" so overwhelming it forever changed my life! Special circumstances were: being a trained, semi-professional classical singer, I was in the midst of singing her favorite quasi-classical-religious piece, "How Beautiful Upon The Mountains", & slowly began to feel a "presence" (to my left) giving me amazing strength! Mind you, it was difficult for me to "perform" at all at such an occasion, since this was my mother's funeral & I was, at times, extremely emmotional. Yet this "force" enabled me to not only to sing quite "well", there was a "superior spiritual quality" I didn't quite understand, as it was not coming from me. I felt like some kind of conduit. This presence (only a couple of feet away from where I stood )was not physical, but a kind of "energy field" which I somehow sensed was "swirling", like a small tornado (maybe 8 feet tall and 2-3 feet wide?)
I had talked to my mother many times, during her year-long illness prior to her death, about my growing knowledge of NDEs and the hope they provided anyone leaving this earth. She was an intelligent, sensitive, well-educated woman but her perception of the afterlife was a bit "scary" (i.e.unknown) due in large part to her rather fundamental Christian background. We would frequently talk about things like: how I believed, with all my heart, Heavenly scenarios such as "Hey, guess what? Our friends who are, say, Jewish will be there TOO!" She'd kind of chuckle and express how much she "hoped" I was right about that. She was a very sweet person but the "overly fundamental Christian element" was so ingrained, it got in her way! I specifically remember joking with her one time: "Oh, mom, you're going to be SO surprised to find out "the eye in that needle" is not tiny at ALL, but rather, GIGANTIC! :)
Anyway, after I sang my muscial pieces, of which there were three, I did not mention anything of my strange experience to anyone. After all, I had NO IDEA what the experience had been! What it WAS! I just knew it had been powerful! -- giving me greater strength and joy while "performing", than I had EVER previously known! Actually there was an element of weirdness that made me WANT to put it out of my mind, at least for that day...
Later that afternoon, as is customary, many gathered at the home of a relative for the "party" to follow. It was there that a woman stranger came up to me and very sincerely expressed how much she had enjoyed the music I had contributed -- but in particular, she was so happy about the middle piece entitled "How Beautiful Upon The Mountains" because during THAT piece, my mother was standing right NEXT to me, to my left! This woman had been a friend of my mother's many years prior but had moved away having flown in for the funeral earlier that day -- and knew nothing of my mother's favorite music. She was a native of the Phillipines, had married an American, & lived in another far-away state. After explaining her background & how she had known/loved my mother, she then added that she was a psychic!
Now, on any other occasion, I would have been taken aback by this psychic proclaimation, but when she said those words, "It was your mother next to you!" I instantly KNEW she was so right, that THAT had been the incredible loving "force" I had felt so strongly -- "to my left" -- as I sang my mother's favorite piece in all the world! I then realized the energy that had fed my own spirit, during that experience, was indeed the spirit of my mother -- conmfirming to me that she still "was!" Not only that, I FELT her "bliss", & I knew the particular message of that particular piece I sang expressed her newfound philosophy of life; a very simple, yet ALL-encompassing philosophy of life!
"How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of them that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace."
My husband is a well-educated & disciplined scientist with very little "faith" in anything that cannot be proven in a laboratory. But he, too, saw/felt what had happened to me that day -- and having heard what this woman had said to me, he, too KNEW "something" very usuasual had occured. He had loved my mother like his own...
Finally, I have had very subtle "re-vistations" ever since. To the point where now, when I have to do anything about which I am uncomforatble or a little frightened, I "ask" for my mother's help -- and it ALWAYS comes! And the help is always immediate; instantaneously I become peaceful & relaxed.
I did not intend to write such a "dissertation" here today, but felt compelled somehow to share this with you. I have never written it out before but have "told" a handful of people. Actually, I had been feeling a bit "down" lately and went to my p.c. hoping to find something inspiring by simply punching in "'Near Death Experience" + perspective'" The resiults? Your site came up first and it did not disappoint! I cried I was so moved! And thank you for adding Dr. Ring's 12 principles compiled from the experiences of his NDE subjects;I have written them out "longhand" and will daily focus upon them anew!
A final thought: Even though my event of many years ago was not very "dramatic", especially when compared to those shared by actual NDE experiencers, it was a special related event, "dramatic enough" to have changed my life forever. For I now know we DO "go on!" I also understand how deeply purposeful it can be -- to do our best at emulating a pair of those "beautiful feet...that bringeth good tidings and peace" to others. Plus, I have a strong suspicion my mom, indeed, sees ALL her departed Jewish friends in Heaven! :)
Thank you, again, for your site; it brought me great joy and reassurance today, as I'm sure it does countless others who are foutunate enough to visit!
Sincerely,
Patricia
Life After Death Experiences
My name is Mary, I'm 34 and live in a small town on the south coast of Victoria, Australia. I have had several experiences in regards to life after death and I experienced an awakening (not so much NDE).
About 10 years ago, my ex-husband and I were renting a small farm. I had a beautiful Blue Heeler(Australian Cattle Dog). This dog (Teddy) was not very well. He had an awful habit of chewing and swalling tennis balls. He had been through several operations to resection his intestines to remove the bits of ball. This one time, I knew he wasn't 100 percent well, but I hoped it wouldn't be another tennis ball. Unfortunately, his health deteriorated and I had to take him to the vet. I knew in the back of my mind that this would be the last operation - he didn't have a lot of intestine left. Anyway, at the vet they examined him and found a foreign object in the intestine. They opted to operate and see how he went. About 2 hours later I received a call - it seems Teddy was not going to well, they had been operating for a long time and with the little amount of intestine he had left he would be lucky to last another 6 months and his quality of life would not be good. I decided to have him put down. Teddy was like a child to me. I brought him up like one and he relied on me like one. That night, I collapsed in my husbands arms, with the realisation that I wouldn't ever be cuddling my precious Teddy again! I had a huge cry and went to bed - that night I had a very unusual experience. I thought I was dreaming but apparently I wasn't. It was a very windy and wet night and I was worried about the front gates being open - as the cattle had excaped in bad weather before and the front gate was the only thing stopping them from getting onto the main road. My horse Mirra (who I will speak about later) was whinnying outside, a thing he would do if the cattle was disturbed, so I dragged myself out of bed to check the gates were closed. Good thing I did because they were wide open. As I walked up the long driveway towards the gates, a light in the sky attracted my attention. I watched intently as it swirled down and opened up in front of me like a catherine wheel (firecracker) It was beautiful red and gold and silver with a dark center. As it got closer I could distinctly see images of people and animals coming closer. Then one figure walked towards me. She was just a silhouette but I could hear her talk to me. She asked me to look towards my van, where I would see Teddy (He loved travelling in my van)in the passenger seat. She said I would have to help get him to come with them as he could not stay here. I went to the van and there was Teddy. He looked so scared and sad. I called him down from the front and walked him up to the women. She bent over to him and grabbed his lead. He looked back, hesitant. Unwillingly he followed the lady up into the tunnel. Another person on a horse said goodbye, we'll see you soon! Then the tunnel swirled close and disappeared into the sky again. I went on to close the gates then returned to bed. I awoke in the morning convinced it had all been a dream, but when I swung my legs out of the bed they were still muddy from the walk up the driveway.
In year 2000, my horse Mirra died. I had often had premonitions of seeing a white carcass in his paddock. But, knowing how healthy he was decided it was me just worrying as usual. It had been a week into a holiday I was on when I had a vivid dream of Mira walking up to me, looking for a second and turning and walking off into darkness. I rang mum and asked if she would check him, she said don't be silly he was a fit and healthy 22 year old with plenty of food and water, and to enjoy my holiday. About a week later I had another dream of a white horse carcass with the jaw bone exposed. This really worried me. As soon as I arrived home I went straight down to check on Mira. As soon as I looked out into the 40 acre paddock I realised there was only one white (grey) horse when there should have been two. My heart sank and I looked straight at where I would have the premonitions of the horse carcass. There he was, exactly how he was in the premonition. As I got closer to him I noticed his jaw bone was exposed - like in my dream. I sat and cried for a while and called my boyfriend (I was divorced at that stage) he was very fond of Mira and he came straight down. As we walked through the little path that the horses had made up to where Mira lay, we both had the distinct feeling he was following us, once Mic (my boyfriend) had viewed his body there was an overwhelming feeling of relief on MIras behalf and he left us.
Since then I have lost my little baby boy Rye-Leigh. He died of pneumonia due to a congenital heart defect at 9 months old. This was in march 2002 and I am still trying to get over the shock. I definitely felt his presence when the doctors were trying to convince me he was o.k. even though his arms and legs had gone a deep crimson and his eyes were ticking back in his head! They then rushed him away from me and then didn't let me near his side when he died. We sometimes hear his toys play. A few nights after his death,Ęthree middle aged elegant ladies dressed in flowing pastel coloured gowns came to my bed. One said"let him go to his mummy" at that moment Rye came up my bed. He looked extremely healthy. His hair was not wet from perspiration, as it would usually be, and he was crawling, which he wouldn't have the energy to do normally. He was giggling and playing with me. Then it felt like I went to sleep. I still don't know weather it was just a dream.
My Awakening- a few weeks ago, I was having another one of my difficulty in breathing things at night. I took two puffs of my Ventolin - usually I only take one as my heart has a tendency to race. I fell back to sleep with an intense pressure in my forehead. I remember being in a dream where a voice told me how to open up my third eye. I dragged my fingers (in the dream) along my forehead, like a double zipper, opening from the middle out. In the next instant I heard a whooshing sound, my ears filled with static - like tuning into a station on a radio. Next I saw a bright light. Then out from the light came the image of a blonde haired lady. She talked with a Cockney accent. She told me not to be scared, but at this time I was panicking and asking to go back. There was beautiful music totally surrounding me. Filling every atom of my body, but it was not loud. I then went into another dimension where there was a old lady in a black dress (horrible looking) talking back from 10. I woke up!
Well got to go and feed family, they're getting impatient.
Thankyou, Meg.
Radiating Mother
My mother died on February 17 of 2003. We buried her on Feb 21. On the following Sunday after mass, I saw my mother right outside the entrance of the church. She had a bright light radiating from her and also around her. She was looking at me. have you ever heard of something like this happen?
Visit from dead husband?
My husband had passed away and a few months later while I was trying to go to sleep I felt a swirling motion in my head. My body felt numb. During the rotational feeling I felt as though I was being pulled upward. I really had the desire to let go, but I have a 10 year old boy and did not want to leave him alone. I loved the feeling but was afraid to let go because of my responsibility. I felt as if my husband and someone else were trying to move me from where I was. I have been left alone since.
Regards, Christine
Many Spiritual Experiences
I have had many 'spiritual' experiences but not a nde. Except once, after an anaesthetic I came wake with this picture of this complex building block (looks something like Lego kids use and this clicking sound) but when I was coming back to awakeness I knew that I had been part of God and I knew all the answers in the universe, but I wasn't allowed to remember. Just that I remember I knew if that makes sense.
Four years ago my brother, who I was very close to, suicided. A few days after his death I was laying in bed and crying. I then heard his voice, it was muffled but it was his voice IN MY HEAD, not coming from out of my head, he said 'Deb I'm ok'. THen I had this vision of him, it wasn't a dream it was a vision. He then came up to me in the vision put his arm around me and he was made of Light. He was happy and he winked and smiled at me and said telepathically, 'everything that you believe in the afterlife is true'. He and I had always talked about what happens when you die and Nde's. I have had many out of body experiences but not from near death.
A few months ago he came to me in a dream. In the dream I was a pallbearer in a funeral. There were 5 coffins and I was at the front of the first coffin. I was a pallbearer of at his funeral. When I was crying to start taking the coffin up (and I don't know who was in the coffin) I saw Gary at the top of the alter, he was jumping up and down with joy, he was playing an ACIDIC song which he loved and he was so joyous, he said, bring those coffins up here, bring them to happiness.
I just wanted to share these stories with you. I have tried many times to convince myself it is my imagination but I know in my heart these were true visits from him. I only hope our world survives the terror that is about to fall upon it with war.
Regards Debbie