In 1978 I suffered a work accident during which I passed out briefly.
Hi Jonquil,
I too had a near encounter with death, and it was just six years after yours (specifically on Aug 2, 1984). I had a stroke (an intercranial hematoma) caused by a blood vessel bursting in my brain. It seems that just as with you, I didn't know that I had lost consciousness, and for you the evidence that you did was indicated by your location, for me, I had to be told by an observer that I had passed out (it seems that I had fallen to the bathroom floor at the work site where I had the stroke and others in the adjoining room were alerted to my condition because I was thrashing about). I saw no bright light and nothing happened to me except that I was paralyzed on my left side.
I was told by my doctor that had the vessel that burst been just a few millimeters distant from where it was I would have died. Then at age 32 I was ready and willing to die. I still am--I do not fear death--not in the least, but every day is a blessing to me. I want to spread love whenever, and wherever I can. As Sam says it is how you feel after a near death experience that really matters and for me that happened in a fabulous way just 5 months after my stroke when I had an epiphany while under a bathroom shower and fell in love with God. The consequences of that I have related elsewhere on this site:
http://aleroy.com/forums/index.php?topic=42.0.
While the epiphany was colored by the consequences of the stroke, it was my opinion at the time that the event was the dawning in me of what some have called cosmic consciousness. The advent of this state of mind was brought about by ten years of meditation. I had been using the TM method of meditation, but in the early 1980s, I had changed to a technique called ultra meditation. It is a far better technique, and it is easy to teach as well. I intend to post the method here in this forum shortly.
Death nearly came upon me on one other occasion in the winter of what was probably 1968-69. I was returning from a ski trip in the Black Hills of South Dakota, Terry Peak. On a winding road down the mountain (I was in the back seat of the VW bug), we skidded on the icy road and did a 270 degree turn about. We nearly fell thousands of feet down the mountain. I wasn't much bothered by this (naive I was at the time), but my friend sitting beside me was petrified. This was not a life changing event, although the skiing was fascinating!
Namaste, Charles