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I was just a toddler at the time and fell out of my cot. My twin sister was with me; we were standing in opposite corners and she sneezed! Apparently I was concussed and broke my collar-bone. I say ‘apparently’ because I have no memory after falling out of the cot, and my mother is long dead, so I cannot ask her. But what I did have a memory of was finding myself in the universe, looking down on planet earth in all its full-colour glory, the blackness of the universe making it stand out brilliantly. Please bear in mind that this was in the early 1950s, before satellites were up in orbit, and we didn’t even have a black and white television in our house! I was also too young to even know I lived on a planet called Earth that was in a vast universe. There was no tunnel with light at the end, by the way!
However, this abiding memory stayed with me and is one of my earliest memories. The most significant part of it was that I could see an immensely long silver cord connecting me to the Earth, way below. This cord appeared to be curved and on the left-hand-side of my photographic, snap-shot memory. Very suddenly I became aware of being pulled back to Earth at immense speed. Now, I had that memory all of my life and grew up in a household that did not believe any soul or spirit survives death. Near Death Experiences did not come to public attention till the 1970s – decades after my experience! But now I believe this showed how close to death I had come. I must have been clinically dead but was then revived. I reckon I could have been around the three year old mark or a little younger.
In light of what Ecclesiastes 12:6 says, my silver cord was not severed. That is still future, and I can hardly wait! It’s going to be so exciting!
I’ve never had a near death experience, but my sister and dad did. This is what they told me:
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My sister had Spina bifida. She had a lot of surgeries. Sometimes she died on the operating table. She told me that one time when she had died she was walking down this white tunnel that was swirling. Kinda of like white clouds swirling like a tornado. When she was coming to the end of the tunnel towards a light a giant hand came and pushed her back to the end, and a man’s voice told her it wasn’t her time. She woke up, and her doctor told her that they lost her during surgery.
My sister passed away a few years ago. Must of been her time.
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My dad has many heart issues. One day he started having chest pains and passed out on the floor. His girlfriend called the ambulance and while they were on their way, he passed away. The ambulance got there and brought him back to life. He said that he was floating above his body looking down at himself and his girlfriend talking to my dead brother. He said he was floating there beside my brother having a conversation with him. Said my brother was wearing the clothes we buried him. Then my brother told him “Dad, they are calling for you so you better go back now. It’s not your time and they need you.” My dad seen the EMTS come into the house and start working on him so they said their goodbyes and my dad woke up.
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Both of those people mentioned above have never lied to me and I completely believe them. My dad is more spiritual then he ever was before. He truly believes that what happened to him was that he seen what it was like to be dead. Does not believe it to be a dream.
Yes I did have a near death experience 1954 as a child of 4yrs old. I had an accident to my eye when living in Kawerau, my parents took me to Dr Lipa and as we had to travel to Waikato Hospital he gave my mother morphine drops to put in on the way, but because of the distance they wore off and I was in agony by the time I arrived there.
When on the operating table they used a chloroform mask and I think they over dosed me as I was in shock, at that time the medical thought was that children didn’t feel pain because they had not developed a nervous system that registered pain in the same way that adults did and didn’t need pain medication, as it turned out I responded negatively to the chloroform and died, I recall travelling through almost something that looked like water, in a water fall, water passing so quickly that the shapes were blurred but I was moving against the current upward, the shapes that I could see couldn’t touch me as I passed but I knew they were trying to pull me back, at the end of this was an incredible white light, with an amazing sense of peace and compassion, I was given no invitation to be there or to leave there, but it was a place where no one could get me, I don’t recall leaving the body as I seemed to be intact. When I came to I had been put into a hall away from the rest of the children in the hospital and I had purposed in my mind that no one was going to get near me, including anyone in white, I was full of anger and lashed out many times while I was in hospital. I am not scared of death, for having this experience has given me insights into situations that I have had no experience with but I know what to do and say automatically, I intuitively know, it has left me with a sympathetic nervous system highly tuned, sometimes it is annoying to be this way but it just is and I can’t say that I have got used to it.
Thanks for enabling me to share this incident, Oh by the way there was no God image, angels or symbols or anything like that, although I am a Christian as an adult.
Kind regards
B.J.
Hello. Well I remember going to the hospital and being carried in. I couldn’t walk. I am young, but was feeling like I was going to have a heart attack. The doctors held me down while they put an IV in.
The next thing I remember I was standing next to the bed looking at my body. I could see myself and the doctors telling my boyfriend I almost had a heart attack. Apparently the drugs I did was laced with some type of gas. Someone didn’t like me.
I turned around to see the rest of the room and saw my grandma. She told me it wasn’t time yet and I keep saying it was time. I didn’t want to be here anymore. Well she sent me back saying she will keep watch on me till it is time. So tell me if I kill myself will I still be in the afterlife peacefully. G.
