@OmSigDAVID,
I never had what anyone called a near death experience, but once I was given anesthesia and I had an allergic reaction to it and I went into some sort of state in which I was unconscious but I could hear what was going on around me.
The voices were like balls on a roulette wheel. Individual people were saying complete sentences but I was hearing them one word from one person and then another word from another person like a ball falling into slots on a roulette wheel - it's hard to explain - but anyway - even though it was all crazy and disjointed, I could understand everything.
And then it got totally silent. And then I was in the beautiful green meadow and I felt like I can only think I must have felt before I was aware that I had anything to worry about or be responsible for - even something as trivial as homework or having to learn to count or say the alphabet. And I felt infused with warmth and overcome by the knowledge that I was cared for.
It was so wonderful that yeah - I didn't want it to end and as soon as it ended and I asked what had happened to me and they told me - I knew I wanted to remember that feeling forever so I wrote it down in minute detail.
Even thinking about it now brings me peace. Because I know what it feels like to be totally at peace and far from fearing it - I look forward to it - especially knowing that when it happens with my 'death' it will last forever.
I think I also told you about the time I was on a plane and I was nearly panicking because of turbulence and then from nowhere at all - this wonderful sense of peace descended again. Not that I knew the plane wouldn't crash but I knew if it did - I'd still be alright.
Again - I knew that I'm cared for and will be cared for beyond any caring that is in this world.
That only happened to me once on a plane - I wish I could access that every time I have to fly
It was like a drug - but much more effective than a drug - and it took immediate and total effect.
Where do you think stuff like that comes from? If it's only my fantasies or imagination I thank God I have that sort of imagination instead of a nonactive one that doesn't give me that sense of well-being and peaceful assurance.