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(For an explanation of this catagory, and the letters posted here, go to the first post in this catagory).
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Supposedly there are a lot of us around, but we seem pretty
scarce to me. I do know one man not too far from me who had a much more in depth NDE than mine. We have been in touch occasionally and that is a help. My NDE happened 9 years ago this April after heart surgery. It was brief as the nurse taking care of me had atropine close by and restarted my heart in about one or two minutes. I have gotten advice and counsel from such as PMH Atwater who responds to emails. When I first got home from the hospital, the light bulbs in our house began to blow out and would blow again as quickly as we would replace them. She helped with that craziness. Since then, I have had many other after effects. Dr. Greyson suggested that I choose carefully the people that I share these with. His explanation is that some people are more opened up by the NDE. It’s these things that I have wanted to talk with other experiencers about. I am a RN but my first degree was in psychology. It sounds crazy even to me. I found a wonderful psychologist who was not scared by the NDE and has been such a help to me, mainly by telling me that I am sane. I share my NDE with anyone who wants to hear about it, but I keep the rest to myself. Does any of this sound like what you have gone through?
I have decided to start a new catagory, and post some of the letters I get from the readers of my site/blog. These letters were not anonymous when sent to me, but they shall remain anonymous when posted in my blog. This is because some of the writers are scientists with important positions, and a lot of other scientists have yet to learn the truth about near death experiences.
Near death experiences are backed up by real, solid research, and are exactly what they seem to be, real spiritual experiences. Unfortunately, science still teaches only a material universe ignoring all the evidence to the contrary. I believe this research on near death experiences, out of body experiences, and other related research will eventually overcome this materialistic nature of science, and science will finally come to recognize the spiritual nature of mankind.
If you would like to send me a letter about your feelings on this subject, please do so by going to the contact page.
Each letter will be a separate post, numbered for convenience.
If you don’t like what’s happening you don’t like God’s plan for you. I give up and accept His/Her lesson. There is great learning in all “events” of our physical life. Great part about it is that there is really good stuff awaiting one once he/she quits thinking they are being punished. Just feel the horror or pain and know that it too has meaning. This allows for a reason, the possibility of a love divine behind our self created emotions. When I shut up I can learn. The great love of my Heavenly Father is always there and is available to me. All things are possible to me. This short time is an illusion of length. We will be in spirit again soon and then off to another adventure. The realms of Angels await us in the playground at the Father’s feet. I don’t miss my biological father so much today knowing he and my sister are united in helping me carry my burdens and extend the kingdom of heaven.
You Leroy, have helped me by your invisible Love and words. You have helped me understand the complaints of my ego. Calm cool, reassurance to the fear produced by the ego when I separate myself from my life’s meaning and convince myself I have been left alone in the universe to perish. Who cares how much one makes, who cares how old one is, who cares how many degrees hang on the wall, who cares how many pieces of silver await me at the moneychangers tent, who cares what kind of status the world gives me. A loving God exists. He loves his child. That’s all I need, all blessings and character flow from that knowing. We don’t even have to DO anything, just sit in His lap and look up into adoring eyes.
Last night I couldn’t sleep and tried to meditate and pray while laying in bed in various modes of rest and sleep. Who can be in this world and think there is nothing else and be happy? Seems to me the connection to God and Love is essential to living a happy life.
Everything we touch, see and hear in this world ends. It’s such a dark thought that the random accident of evolved biology we call our brain “figured out” a way to be self aware and that there really is no “self,” only random atoms that got together in an intelligent way without any intelligent guidance for some reason to play a cruel trick on us, and to give us the ability to think we are a “self.” Further, that we are playing a cruel trick on ourselves creating a belief in a “self” when all along we are nothing. Only a mass of atomic energy swirling around that somehow taught itself to delude itself into thinking it was something more than the body when proclaiming a “self.” All misery comes from thinking we are alone, and destined to die and cease existence. Worse yet, that we will suffer IF there is another realm, and worse yet, suffer for eternity if there is an eternity. So the Course in Miracles teaches us that all suffering comes from the guilt of separation. I find this to be true, why should I feel guilty about anything if I know I am part of the living God, but the original “sin” or thought keeps rattling around and causing pain. In any case now I have no trust that I am connected to my Source when I am fearing for my job because I see no positive things happening, and reason that there just might not be a God working on my behalf. Just as bad is the thought that God exists but is unaware or uncaring of my plight. So I feel guilt because the consequence of my separation thoughts has caused my unbelief and fear, depression, you name it.
I feel very fortunate to have been raised at a time when there was great reverence for the divinity of God. In the times that I remember feeling a connection in Mass, or elsewhere, I never felt anything but a great Love awaiting me.
What am a telling you this for? I know I have a different understanding of God now. Guess I’m just looking over my old beliefs and experiences to try and see bright spots of connections and understanding that I have experienced.
Well, I’ve wandered in my writing, really only reminiscing now.
