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At 18 years old I had an experience that I will never forget. Call it a NDE or whatever you want, but it was fantastic. At the time, I was in a very destructive phase in my life, living in youth homes and having an uncertain future. I had mostly dark and hostile thoughts. One day a female staff member and I had been shopping and enroute to the car to go home. We were crossing a transitional place. It was a two-lane road refuge to another. We crossed the first road and then stopped for a red light together with a lot of other people in the refuge. Standing far ahead, a large van stopped in front of the transition and waved us forward. I looked toward the red light and got the perception that it was green for us. I went in front of the van, yet in the corner of my eye I saw a red car coming straight toward me and thought "Now I die!" But, I still had time to think that I had to go up against the cap in order to have the best chance. It felt like I hit the hood and windshield. Then something very strange happened. Suddenly I was in the middle of another dimension.
I was alone in my university bedroom. It was the end of my first term. I had starved myself. Like all anorexics, I had no idea that I was ill, and had run around for weeks fueled by nervous energy rather than physical energy. That evening I suddenly felt the energy leave me and I crawled toward the bed to lie down. I was terrified of sleep because I heard myself thinking the words from Shakespeare's Richard II, "methinks that if I sleep I never wake again." I knew I was going to die. Shortly after I found myself exiting my body by floating through the top of my head. It was like being born, but entering another world through the head.
I have always had memories of being somewhere before birth. I could describe it to a T. I was born at home, breech birth with only my aunt tending to my mother. I came out feet first. I was blue and not breathing. I was wrapped in a towel and placed where my mother could not see me. The midwife came and checked me. She worked on me for a while then I began to cry. They were all shocked.
I was riding my bicycle home after a long day at work and looking forward to the next two days off. I got off my bike and was preparing to cross the road. There was a break in the traffic, or so I thought. I got on my bike and started across. The next thing I know, I'm in this huge field of flowers with a bright, blue sky. I can't describe the colors. (Our language doesn't have the words to describe them properly.) I'm thinking: How did I get here from being on my bike? Then, I started walking toward a light I could see in the distance.
I was the driver of a car with my sister as the passenger. We had a dreadful accident and rolled the car numerous times. My sister was seriously injured and I came away relatively unscathed, apart from shock and a terrible sense of guilt and concern for my sister. (She is fine now.) I had an experience during the days following the accident. I don't remember what I was doing at the time. I remember it came to me as clear as yesterday and has remained with me for life. The experience was just a split second of clarity, less than a blink of an eye. Yet, in that millisecond the experience contained a message as old as the universe.
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