NDE Event

Hello, I am extremely interested in people's NDE and would love for people to share their experiences or thoughts on the subject. I have personally had one and will start by sharing my NDE.

I was 18 yrs old and was out with some friends for the night. A friend I hadn't seen in about 3 years shows up and wanted to take me and a couple of other people for a ride in his new car. Well he proceeded to drive really fast and wouldn't slow down even though we were all screaming at him. Well, needless to say, he wrecked the car with the speedometer broken at 150mph. I was the only one in the car wearing a seatbelt, so when the car flipped upside down everyone else was thrown out of the car except for me. I fell out of the top of the car and the car fell on top of me and the roof pinned me by my head. I was pronounced dead at the scene, although, as you can see, I survived.

I remember when the car started to crash leaving my body. I wasn't watching the wreck or anything, I just remember being held by my grandfather, who had passed over about 4 years previous to this, and floating in the sky. I remember him telling me that it wasn't my time yet because there were still things I needed to do here and I awoke pinned underneath the car. After being rescued and sent home from the hospital later that evening, I kept going in and out of consciousness before being readmitted to the hospital for a severe brain injury. Before being back in the hospital though I remember encountering so many people from the other side, positive and negative.

From this experience, I was changed immensely. I realized that the material world is the material world and nothing more. It is the energy and kindness that we bestow to others is what the important part of life. Love is what people lack and the one thing that makes all of life okay, no matter what happens in the material world. I realized that to be an example of love and kindness is the best thing I can do and life brings what it brings.

The only part I've had a hard time with is people trying to suck up all my energy and draining me. But in the end, I'd rather that be my issue than to be worried about how much money I can build up in my bank account or have the biggest house or car on the block. That stuff doesn't matter, it's just stuff. You can't take any of that with you when you pass over, and I can just hope that what I leave with those who remain here is knowing love and kindness and maybe it will help them try to share that with others.

I would really enjoy to read other people's experiences and how it affected their perception.

I don't have an experience to share,
but I'm fascinated by the subject,
and I enjoyed reading your post.

As for people trying to suck your energy..

They are your opportunities
to show that love and kindness.

They're doing it unconsciously. They see someone who has something and they want it, and because they've been hurt they are afraid to have hope, so they disbelieve in what you've found. They try to test it, to see if they can break it. Maybe if they can break your goodness, then it was never real. That's how they think; but they do it unconsciously. Like children, they test you. They really crave that structure, that solid vision of truth. But they want to know if you are what you say. If you will stand by your lofty sentiments, maybe even to the point of crucifixion. Once you see them as your enemies, you've already lost. They are not obstacles, but stepping stones on your upward path. Without them, how could you prove your kindness? To be kind to those who are kind to you is nothing. The ones who are the hardest for you to love are often the ones who need your love the most. They are the ones you most need to love, if not for them, certainly for yourself. We are not here to carry our little light out of the darkness, but into it; to illuminate the darkness. Without the shadows, the lights are just a show.

[Lynn]

Hello

Here is mine.
　

I thought I would take the time to share my NDE what happened what I
felt and what resonates in me still from it.

I was 21 years old I was over to a girlfriends for her Birthday. There had
been alcohol served but I had none. I was leaving to go home. It was
raining and I was on my way out the back door. I remember being on the
top of the porch and then the bottom at the cement at the bottom. There
were 18 wooden grey painted stairs. I slipped on the first one I went head
first down the stairs bouncing off each one til I hit the cement at the
bottom. Face (chin) first. I split it open to the bone too knocked out all my
teeth on impact. I was laying in a huge pool of blood.

I do not recall what I felt as I went down them. I hit so hard I say stars
going around my head like in the cartoons not a Light Tunnel like some say
they see. I say a coil coming out of my head at the top spirally upward. I
remembered saying out loud "I will not black out". My friend's family too
did not do as I asked and call an ambulance for me instead moved me and
put me in the car to the ER. Fearing I later learned a law suit from me. In
doing this they cause me more damage than they could ever know.

How do I know I did infact die. That is what haunted me for a long time
after the fall. For 6 months I had violent night mares and I could not lay
down flat without passing out....I could not of course eat as I had no
movement in my jaw. It took 6 months to get a Dr to see it was more than
trauma from the fall that I was dealing with he finally said its a waste of time
but I will sent you for an MRI. That showed the hidden damage. I had a
fracture in my neck and a large on in my jaw.

That finding lead the Dr to
see that there was more with the fall that just accepting it. He then sent me
to a specialist that deals in what is now known as "Post Traumatic Stress".
There was not much known on back then. This Dr took me back to the
event. In hypnosis. To that night to what bothered me so much. What was
causing the nightmares. Like I said I thought I yelled out "I will not black
out" to learn what I really yelled out was "I will not die". That knowledge
was truly power in the healing process. I understood what I had say why I
had felt I was above my body looking down. Why I I knew how the scene
looked when I was not still there. From learning what had happened to me
that I pulled myself back in I was able to sleep that night. The grey in stairs
no longer froze me in fear if I had to go down some.


What did I take from that event forward. Well on thing is injuries that
never fully healed in the pain. Too I learned that pain can be controlled
a lot by the mind and suppressed. I learned how at times one might be able
to bring themselves back from death. I know from a cardio exam there is
damage done that shows I did have a split time of heart failure. I took too
forward a greater understanding of how fleeting life can be. Too I had ye
to have my children what I so know I came female in life to do.

I get asked if it changed or brought forth new "gifts" from the event or got
them from the event. I would say no nothing changed there in who I am.
I too think that as it was such a traumatic event the mind has shut off what I
looked like then. How bad I looked. Self protection I think.




Lynn

[Spiritlite]

I love this thread.
I asked my mother what it was like to die when I was a small child, and my grandmother just happened to be visiting. She said ask your grandmother she knows and i asked how and my grandmother said she had died and gone to heaven and come back. Just a few things I remember from her was that you see colors you never see on earth, that you are just swimming in a pool of love and she said it was the highest feeling she ever felt and she didn't want to come back because of that feeling of love. Then she said that I must never ever be afraid of death, and that she was not afraid anymore of dying.
Spiritlite.
She was dead for three minutes.

i actually posted this in another thread, but I'm going to move it here. and extend it. i dont talk about what i saw in the other one.

I have had Three NDE's and honestly the family members that knows about this jokes and tells me that they weren't NDE's that i actually died. there was no near death about it. and i was in this place three times.

any ways I'm a little confused about what i saw. I have read the book "My Time In Haven" about a priest that spent 8 hrs flat lined. he writes about a cloudy place, with lots of love and Jesus. God. its the generalized interpretation of what heaven is. not generalized, it is actually in depth. its as if god sent him there so he could write this book. they showed him everything they wanted us to know about. which is actually allot

I'm wondering if any of you have had NDE's i would like to compare what you saw and what i saw. I just have this feeling about what i saw. that its not normal. its was unique. and i have spirits that come to me and tell me it was unique also. that it wasn't heaven. that it was a personal place rather then a union of individuals.

what happend was i had a friend over at my place, i have a terminal illness and was feeling rough. i had asked him to stay, that i didn't feel right. that something was was way wrong.

he told me no, put on his coat and left. he felt guilty, i could see it in his face. but he had to go. I shut the door and put a movie in, Romeo must die. laid down on the couch and didn't even get through the opening credits. i was out.

i woke up some time latter not being able to inhale. something was keeping me from breathing and i was suffocating. i tried to breath. and took off out my apt door into the corridor. gasping for air i started banging on doors, it was after midnight.

i made two doors and on the 2nd door everything went white. and i remember seeing the 2 on the door move up as my body went limp and hit the ground. i was out befor i hit the ground.

by the time ems had gotten there i was gone. they had to use the paddles to bring me back and they had thought they lost me. after that i can only speculate, i got put on a vent though. it seemed like time had gone buy. not a lot a day or two. it was black like true emptiness.

then i saw my self walk into frame, i walked in from a black Vail. then i was in my body. I looked around, and i remember feeling just so AHH.. indescribable. i was alone. i didn't see any one around. it was like i was one with the universe though. it was extreamly personal and intament. like i was a heart beat of the stars. but it was mine it was meant for me like the universe was speaking to me and me alone. she had picked me out and brought me to this place with no gods. no demons, no angles, it was her's. and what was, was life. there was life all around. i was surrounded with it.
Honestly after speaking with the spirits i do, i realized i would rather have life around me (plants, grass, trees) then gold and gems in heaven.

after i noticed my emotional state. being completely one. i started looking around. the grass was the most vibrant blueish greenish. it was like every little blade giggled as you walked on it. the energy coming off the earth was intense, very intense. then the grass had its own energy too.

i looked to the right and saw a beautiful Michigan pine forest. as i looked at the forest though. i noticed the air. but it wasn't air. (i wrote this in another post about what it is i saw. i liked it and put it in this one.) but the trees each had personality, each had a story. you could think to them and they would respond. when space throbbed it resonated through the trees.


(copied from another post i wrote)
when i was there i didn't see any one else. i saw my self walk in, then i was in my body. looking around. it was resonating, the whole universe. even my thoughts resonated and i could see them in the air. i could see the air. like a form of mater. that it had an actual substance, it was kinda sticky but clean. it molded to movement but conformed to silence. it wasn't what you breath. but it exsist in your lungs, your heart, your mind, it was everywhere. it can be molded into anything. your mind controls the interpretation of it to visualize it as your spirit desires. it exsist infinitely but with boundaries built by knowledge. it was an amazing substance. some was extreamly fine, resonating extreamly fast and others were extremely dense all most wobbling.





after noticing the forest i saw a lake through the woods. peaking out through the tree line. resonating off in the distance. behind the lake was two peaks of a snow covered mountain. this resonated mother earth but strong dense unmovable, it seemed like the water was full of secrets and skies could tell stories of the ages. stories of other planets. stories of the solar system.

i was looking around, and as if it were a dream i woke up from it. i remember opening my eyes, to see my moms face. I was so disappointed to be back. and to my self and the spirits that talk to me. when we talk about that, it is home to me. this place is the waiting bench. and i always tell them i want to go home. so i sit here waiting.. but i just have this feeling about her( where i went to) a very good feeling. it was like i understood what kind of person i was.

and now i talk to spirits that try to explane this mater to me. to show it to me. to get me to understand it. to be part of it. they tell me things like it is where infinite space exsist, infinite time exsist, even infinite information. with seeing what i did when i passed over, and understanding how i see it now what these spirits that i encounter every day now, make sence to me.
its truly amazing,

[Xan]

firepixie... In addition to what people might share here, there some great books and websites about NDEs with Lots of true stories and information. One site is http://nderf.org ... and I read a fantastic book called "Beyond the Light" by P.M.H. A****er.


Xan

In my life I have had several experiences with NDE qualities. I have had a fascination for the subject especially after the recent death of several family members. There is a site on the internet which has thousands of NDE stories. I made it a point to read all the stories with the hope of learning something. I started out with a deep interest to find a thread of truth embedded within the stories. The more I read the more I began to realize that the NDE experience is influenced by ones beliefs. I read NDE of Muslims, Christians, Hindus, Etc. what I found is that an individuals religious belief determines the quality and texture of the experience. I don't have a clue about death experiences because no one has come back from this domain. I am fascinated with experiences from the departed but I really don't believe there is any reliable sources. It is like this information is forever cut off to the living. Only after we pass will we begin to understand the afterlife.

william schuck,

what do you consider a death compared to a near death. medically speaking. and spiritually speaking. cause there is a major commonality amongst all of them, that very few will ever see. or understand.
its all created within a mater that physically exsist, but we know nothing about. all spirits. heavens, death ghost. all exist within a matrix of visible energy. that holds everything from thoughts, to even emotions. this mater can hold time. and records every instinct through every moment of life. to the spirit space can exsist infinitely with in a 1 foot cube. they would never know it was only a foot wide or deep but to them it would go on for ever. this is how the psychic reach through time. its the natural resignation of life.
with the mind on that side you can create anything. only confined by the extent of the mind, even the heart can only see so much on that side due to the simple fact it exsist here on earth.

This is out of my autobiography that is due to be released shortly (after I finish my final edits!) I was giving birth to my 2nd child by C-section. Here is what happened to me. (this was my 3rd NDE at age 32)



She looked so tiny in his arms, chubby pink face, closed eyes, cupid’s bow mouth; he brought her closer to me so I could kiss her cheek. Still strapped up like a turkey, I pleaded with the man at my head to let me have just one arm free so I could touch Savana.
He eyed me carefully.
“Don’t put your hand past that sheet on your midsection ok?”
“Sure, I won’t.”
He released my arm and I touched her face. What a little angel she was. My heart began to palpitate then, like I had a butterfly lodged in it. I put my hand on my heart and whispered,
“I don’t feel so good, something’s wrong.”
He looked at all the monitors and my IV drip.
“It’s nothing, probably just from the surgery. You’re just about done; take some deep breaths for me.”
Scott looked over at the two surgeons now working quickly to close up the large incision they had made. He looked back at me and mouthed silently
“There’s so much blood.”
Trying not to be alarmed I said out loud,
“Are you done sewing yet? I don’t feel so good.”
“Almost there yes, we’ll have you in your room shortly.”
I could see my mother standing just outside the operating room; she was peeking through the porthole style window and waving at me.
At last they started to un-strap me and began to wheel me down the hall. My mother kissed my cheek briefly as I went by.
This time I began to drift in and out of consciousness. Did they give me something for pain? I tried to look up at the IV but I couldn’t focus well enough. Vaguely aware, I felt someone shove a red Popsicle in my hand and I tried to put it to my mouth.
It was then everything went black. The next time I came to, I could see my son and my parents at the end of my bed in recovery. They were cooing to the baby and smiling. A sharp pain hit me under my ribs. It was a pain that made me think I was splitting in two.
Instinctively I yelled out “Mom! Get him out of here! Something’s wrong!!”
She hurried out with my son and father in tow but shot me this puzzled look. Passing out again, the noise of rushing water filled my ears and then all was silent.
I woke again, but now I was looking down at the bed; I could see everyone in the room below me. They looked like large worker bees or ants; running in and out of the room, yelling things to each other. I could hear them say “She’s crashing!”
I didn’t even know what that meant, but nothing concerned me right now. Must be some pretty good pain killers, I thought.

Watching the scene I knew, I had left the vessel called my body and I was fine with it. There was no pain, no sadness, just stillness and a calm that I had not remembered ever feeling before.
This was fun! I kept surveying the room; I could see that Scott was over in a chair by the door, he slipped to his knees and began to pray. I smiled and wanted to comfort him. How could I tell him that I wasn’t in pain anymore and that this was pretty cool from up here?
My eyes then traveled over to the bassinette that held my new baby; so pink and chubby. In the chaos, they had moved her over by Scott. I could see the monitors, my heart was still beating from the blip blips, but the nurse kept commenting about the blood pressure. Fatally low.

More worker ants entered my room, carrying bags while running. They appeared to be blood or something really dark; hooking them into my two IVs they began to massage these bags and push on them, sending this liquid into my body as fast as they could.
A pretty lady came, throwing light colored blankets on me. I didn’t feel it though, I was up here.
What seemed like hours must have been only a few minutes and now sensed very bright light start to come from behind me. I didn’t hear a voice but I did turn then to look into this glowing ball of light.
Somewhere in my mind, I knew I was being asked a question, but as I said, no words were used. I just knew I had a choice at that moment, to live or to die. Again I turned to the scene below me, witnessed the ants, and then over to my husband and my baby daughter, I smiled again, there was no question that I wanted to be with them.
The moment I had that thought that last thought, I was immediately back into my body. The loud beeping monitors deafened me, the pain like a hot poker in my abdomen, the hot blankets; my body began to convulse.
“We got her! We got her back!” a nurse shouted to my husband
The smelling salts under my nose were horrible and I opened my eyes to see what the heck smelled so damned bad.
“Hey welcome back.” Someone said.
All I could manage was a groan and then I was back into nothingness.
Hours later I was awake again and being wheeled down a long hallway. The cool breeze of the rushing gurney had woken me up I figured, but Scott wasn’t there with me. Where were they taking me? Trying hard to see what was going on I finally managed to call out to my husband.
“Scott?!”
“I’m here, I’m coming.” He said from behind my head. his footfalls echoing down the narrow hall.
I relaxed a bit, but still didn’t know what was happening.
Was I going back into surgery? What was going on!?
The room looked very much like the surgery room from before and panic began to creep in. Not another surgery!
“Can anyone tell me what is going on please?”
“We’re doing a CT scan to make sure that you’re not still bleeding internally.”


I had bled out and they had brought me back.

[Xan]

What a clear NDE story, Laura. Thank you for sharing it.


Xan