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On April 12th 2021 I went to Walmart as I usually did with my mom, friend Jace, and Mary (my wife). I was having a lot of difficulty breathing and walking through the store. I had to sit down a few times. Finally, I just went and sat in the car, because my heart rate hit 179.
When I was about 7 years old, I had a drowning accident in a friend’s pool.
Being assaulted and suffocated at the age of 3 was extremely traumatic.
Being briefly dead was a release from excruciating pain.
NDE was mystical, otherworldly and overwhelmingly wonderful because I experienced pure Love, and I returned knowing that our consciousness exists beyond physical functions. I felt that I received guidance from a being that came down from higher realms. The most beautiful voice I've ever heard.
There was also physical pain, trauma, and abuse after experiencing a glimpse of overwhelming bliss during NDE.
Have had many out of body experiences and am highly intuitive. Some mystical experiences are hard to put into words because words cannot truly convey them, or sometimes even come close to it.
Maybe because the NDE happened when I was a child, no matter how many amazing mystical experiences I have, I still have a childlike sense of wonder and curiosity and a desire to learn more...
I was diagnosed with atrial fibrillation in January 2017, following a routine physical examination.....I was completely asymptomatic on diagnosis.
It was July 4th 1989. I had gone to Alabama to see my Ex, along with some friends. We were down by the river, shooting fireworks, when my Ex's step-father called my name, and when I turned around, he swung with a club (modified baseball bat) and hit me upside the head.
