A Healing Robe of Stones

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I had a major car accident. I coded three times. I had a lacerated liver, holes in my spleen and over 100 broken bones. I was life flitted from California to Reno. I remember being above my body and seeing myself wrapped in blankets.

I floated above my body and then I was by my husband’s side. He was telling some people I had a lacerated liver, they were putting ice on my liver and that I may die. I could not understand why he could not hear me. I was telling him I was ok then I seemed to fly toward the sky where I saw my father who had passed two mouths prior.

My father looked great. He had passed from cancer that left him aged; however, he looked refreshed and young again. He told me I was not finished with my work and I had to come back. I did not want to come back.

Then I was in a golden light with an old Indian man. He and I made a healing robe of stones for me to wear. It was leather with a breastplate and it was moonstone, lapis and silver. It seemed heavy on my body. I kept asking to pass over but was told no. I begged, as the pain I was to endure seemed too great. I had to stay in the golden warm light with this healing robe for three days. I was shown things that are at times blocked to me now but are remembered at the right times.

Fifteen days later I recall my first real memory of the hospital and the happenings. I was told I had been given 22 units of blood and surgeries to fix my broken bones. I had so many infections they did not expect me to live. The 22 units of blood and the 24 hours of surgeries were not expected to help. I did live and heal like a miracle from it within three days. They said my wounds healed unbelievably and it was amazing.

The strange thing about the healing robe is the origin of the stones (Atlantis as written by Edgar Casey) that are believed to help with blood and infections (just what I needed). It has taken some time to understand and be grounded here again. I have had the classic after affects of an NDE so I won't go into detail. My life is 100% different now.

Last Updated ( Thursday, 21 December 2006 04:41 )

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