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My spirit left my body and I traveled toward the light through the galaxies. When I entered the light I entered what I can best
describe as a universal, sublime and unconditional love for all of creation impossible to describe with human words. My NDE seemed to unite Judaism and Christianity in a perfect harmonious sequence. All beliefs important to both Judaism and
Christianity were presented before me. The father sitting on his throne and the son sitting on his throne judging the nations. There is much, much more.
The "big event" happened one night while we were visiting the Oregon Coast. We had not planned to spend the night, but did at the last minute. The only available motel was an older place with horrible soft, old mattresses. From what I can figure out--halfway through the night, while kind of curled up against the wall, I slipped off the mattress, and got wedged between the wall and the mattress. I then had an apnea attack with inability to move or breath, which sent me into some state of cardiac failure. This is all conjecture, and only supported by the mild abnormality in my EKG over the past years since. Whether I "coded" or not, is really not at the heart of the issue or my experience. There are tons of debates regarding "What really happens when you die?" by both medical and theological theorists worldwide. I can only relate what I experienced.
I was 10 years old. My 17 year old sister was curling my hair before school. It was 7 a.m. Suddenly, I felt really sick to my stomach. I told my sister that I needed to lie down, but she still had the curling iron in my hair and told me to wait a second. I couldn't. I passed out. When I landed, I hit my head on a hammer that was in the floor. Everything went black, then it turned to white. Not a light, but it was a hazy white fog. When I finally began to see through it I noticed that I was in a waiting room.
I was in a motorcycle accident at age 18. I have no memory of the accident or of many days following. I was in a coma for about 10 days. I had head injuries and was given a million to one chance of survival. I did not actually die and I don't think I ever stopped breathing. My experience occurred at some point in time before I regained consciousness.
I was hit by a car going forty-five miles per hour. Besides breaking bones, I suffered a life-threatening concussion. Luckily for me, both my feet were off the ground when I was hit, (I was running), and I was thrown through the air for 20 feet or so, rather than
mangled under the car. I only remember light and darkness and strong feelings while I was unconscious. What is really significant
about the experience is that I became a markedly changed person immediately afterward. I became profoundly concerned about other people and humanity as a whole and that change has directed my whole life. I lost my fear of death, and pretty much all fear whatsoever.
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