What is beyond death? This is the question everyone struggled to answer. Lucky for some people, they resolve what is there after life.
A near-death experience (NDE) is relates to the feeling of floating and viewing the scene around. NDErs claimed to see one’s own lifeless body. They also reported meeting angels or God. Survivors of NDE talked of encounters with dead relatives or loved ones and the experience of total dissolution. And there is the light and being called away from the light and back into one’s own body.
Here is a compilation of near death experiences.
I had stopped breathing
Five years ago, I had an asthma attack that very nearly killed me. I was at home with my wife when suddenly I felt very tired and my breathing became difficult. Within minutes, I was struggling for each breath and panicking.
My wife, Nicole, rang for an ambulance and I was rushed to A&E, where they gave me emergency drugs and adrenaline as I had stopped breathing. I was convinced I was about to die.
I blacked out in one of the emergency rooms while doctors surrounded me, pulling tubes in and out of me. The next thing I can remember is hovering 10ft in the air in the corner of the ceiling, looking down at myself on the hospital bed. I could see lots of people rushing in and out of the room.
Then suddenly my wife was leaving. I was not in pain and couldn’t understand what all the fuss was about. I remember thinking: ‘That’s nice, Nicole’s abandoning me.’
Then I felt a sting in my neck, as though vinegar was being poured into my artery, and suddenly I came to again. Things slowly came back into focus.
I made a full recovery.
I later found out that magnesium had been injected into my neck as a last resort.
My wife told me they’d been moments from performing a tracheotomy when I suddenly started breathing again. – Bob Pendlebury
I must say that this experience was quite unsettling to say the least. I was floating over my body. I could see and hear everything that was being said and done. I left the room for a short while and then returned to where my body lay. I knew why I died. It was because I couldn’t breathe. There was a tube down my throat and the medical staff did not have an oxygen mask on my nose. I had also been given too much anesthetic.
In my out-of-body state, I’m using my mind to try and make my right arm and hand move – my arms are extended parallel to my physical body. I want my right hand to move, any thing to move. I was trying to pull the tube out of my mouth. I looked down at my face and tears were streaming. One of the nurses blotted the tears from my face but she didn’t notice my breathing had stopped, nor did she see me next to her. At this point, I’m trying really hard to make my physical arm move, but it’s like my whole body is made of lead.
I could see my spirit standing before me. My spirit was so beautifully perfect, dressed in a white gown that was loose, free-flowing, and below the knee. From my spirit there emanated a bright, soft-white halo. My spirit was standing six to eight feet from my body. It was so strange, for I could see my spirit and my spirit could see my pathetic body. I had not an ounce of color and I looked all withered and cold and lifeless. My spirit felt warm and so, so celestial. As my spirit slowly moved away, my spirit told my body goodbye, for my spirit saw the light and wanted to go into it. The light was like a circular opening that was warm and bright. – Jazmyne Cidavia-DeRepentigny
It was May, 17th, 1979, 4:30 p.m. I was supposed to meet my ex-neighbor at my house to go to my attorney’s office. I was buying his vacant house next door to me. He was half an hour late, so I went over to his house. He was there with his car up on a jack, trying to get it started.
Knowing a little about cars, I knew that it was his starter not functioning. With the threat of being late for the appointment with my lawyer, I got under the car to short out the starter. When I shorted it out, the car rumbled while trying to start. That’s when it all started. The jack slipped, and the car fell on my head, crushing my face and skull.
Someone yelled, “Call an ambulance.” It seemed like only seconds and the ambulance was there. In the ambulance they started an I.V. and rushed me to the hospital. We went in through emergency, and straight up to the operating room.
Lying on the table, I saw the nurses and doctors with their backs to me readying for the operation ahead. Then this strange feeling came over me, and I told myself, “Gene, you’re not breathing.”
With a sudden whoosh, it was like I was on a super-fast elevator going up through a tunnel. Ahead only darkness, when suddenly there was a very bright dim light far away but very close straight ahead of me.
I heard (or felt) a voice saying, “Eugene, you know what’s happening to you, don’t you? I said, “Yes, grandma. I’m dying.” I then told her, “Grandma, I can’t die. I have too much to do. I’m buying my first house.” She told me, “You can go back. Just don’t look at the light.” I said, “Goodbye, grandma.”
And I turned away from the light. I felt myself falling fast but gently down. It’s strange, but I could actually feel my mom’s force pulling me back to earth (even though she had no idea what was happening to me).
I opened my eyes, and heard a nurse say, “Doctor, he’s not breathing.” The doctor yelled for a trach tray, and I started to squirm because I knew he was going to cut into my neck. But I told myself, “Gene, he’s going to help you breath, so just relax.” When they got the trach in, they immediately gave me gas to knock me out for the twenty-two hour operation to rebuild my head and face. – Gene P.