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I would like to tell you about my Near-Death Experience. It all started while I was in Army Basic Training while combat training with pugil sticks which are large sticks with pads on both ends to resemble a rifle (one end would be a bayonet, or knife, and the other end would be the butt of the rifle). While sparring with my opponent, I knocked him to the ground to end the sparring. As the Drill Sergeant blew the whistle to stop, I backed up and stood at attention. I thought my opponent was stumbling to get to his feet but he came at me with an uppercut from which I received a concussion.
I was told to lie down and rest but wasn’t doing very well, so I was taken back to the barracks to rest. When the rest of the men returned to the barracks, they found me unconscious in a pool of my own drool and sweating. I was taken to the commander’s office where I was eventually taken by ambulance to the hospital. As I tried to get in the ambulance, I collapsed and didn’t wake up until the next day. At the time of arrival at the hospital my temperature was 107 and it peaked at 109. I was bagged down with ice trying to reduce my temperature. The doctors declared me brain dead because I had such a high fever for so long that they didn’t think I would ever recover.
During this time, I found myself opening my eyes in what I thought was heaven. I stood before this man who opened his arms to his side as if to welcome me. We were in a dark grey concrete room with wooden beams around the door. The door was planks of wood put together. The man turned a little bit towards me and opened his arms in welcome. He was dressed in a robe-style outfit of a dirty whitish tan color that went down to his feet. He had a gold-colored cloth belt with a buckle of some sort to keep it taut. He wore a brown shawl over his shoulders. The hood that was part of the robe spread from shoulder to shoulder when laid flat down on his back. His skin was Mediterranean-colored. He had black hair and beard and was well-groomed. He stood tall with a warm, welcoming serious look about him.
I didn’t know the man and we weren’t introduced. Some people have suggested that this was Jesus Christ or Noah but I say that I just don’t know. All I know is what he looked like.
As I stood looking at this man, he held out one hand to his right side to point to a lady in the same room who had been there all along. She had blond hair with a hint of red. It was short hair with similar clothing that was more cut and sewn. This lady was surrounded by a light. The lady extended her hand as I approached her and took her hand. She was a very pleasant person with a warm smile and touch. When I took her hand and sat down beside her, we instantly traveled through a beam of light. Almost in the blink of an eye we went from location to location.
I had a life review first. She took me back to different times of my childhood. I was shown when I was a child. I saw myself on the day I found out my grandmother died. From above I watched myself walk out of the house and around to the backyard because I was feeling bummed out. As we traveled in this beam of light I was taken where we were high above earth looking upon it. We were suspended in space in an orb of light for the entire time. There were no words spoken between us through any of this.
In between traveling, I had more time to look at the place I was at before, with the man and woman in the room. I noticed everything was in early Roman days. Buildings and clothes were very interesting. The buildings appeared to be made of concrete with wooden beams over doorways. The concrete was dark grey. The roof seemed to be just beams that were covered by wood shingles. One building appeared to have marble columns with large concrete blocks that were stacked together. It was fairly large.
The paths through the buildings were like stones, polished from traffic. Some people were dressed in silk-type clothing in beautiful colors and styles, but most were dressed in common cloth robes. Shoes appeared to be just leather pads and straps. Everyone appeared to be fairly clean and well-groomed. Everyone wants to try to give an answer for some of this. I personally think what I saw was from Biblical times, and that I went back in time thousands of years. I feel I was time traveling.
My experience ended when I woke and sat up on the edge of the bed, trying to figure out what was going on. The nurse came over. The medical professionals thought I would have been in a permanent coma until I died. The nurse was happy. She ran over to me and said, “Oh, I thought you never were going to wake up.”
When I got home after basic training and AIT, the people who knew me before told me I wasn’t the same person anymore. This is one of the things that has stuck with me.
Another is this: while I was traveling with this woman, the man somehow joined my body. I wonder if I didn’t die that day and the person who was me left and the soul that came into the body is still here. I really don’t know. When I see my hands in my out-of-body experiences, it’s his hands—the Mediterranean guy’s hands—the guy I stood with in the room in my NDE. I believe I have shared my existence with him, which has led to an interesting 30 years of out-of-body experiences and visions and visits from God.
I recently have gone through an awakening with my last visit from God. He asked if humanity deserved to survive. As I was about to answer, the man living inside me answered, “no.”
I look forward to sharing my entire lifetime of experiences in the near future.
I was placed in an induced coma in March 2011 after suffering 3 heart attacks and 2 cardiac arrests over a period of about 4 hours. Luckily for me I was sitting in A&E at the time after being taken there by my husband after complaining of feeling unwell. I went into cardiac arrest and they had to spend around 40 minutes resuscitating me and trying to keep my heart going. I was taken to ICU where I was placed in a coma. The initial outlook /prognosis was not good and my family were told to expect the worst. They didn't know if I'd survive the next few hours or not. I could hear my husband’s mother and the children’s voices encouraging me to stay with them and fight.
At this point a huge calmness engulfed my very soul and the need to go to this bright light was just overwhelming. I was floating into it and had no wish for it to stop. I just had to get there. I suddenly found myself in a hospital ward setting. I still had this calmness and serenity surrounding me and there was nowhere else I wanted to be.
A young nurse in an old-fashioned nurse’s uniform came to the side of my bed and spoke to me. She said, “Hello, Vanessa. I want you to know that the doctors and nurses are working very hard to make you well again. Try not to worry, but know I will leave you for a little while with your family and I will come back to see you soon.”
I was aware of others around me but cannot recall actually seeing anyone else’s face. My family came to visit and I was aware of them being there but not of any communication. Just feeling so very content and peaceful.
The next thing I knew the young nurse was back at the side of my bed. She touched my hand and said, “I'm sorry, Vanessa, but you can't stay. You have to go back, but don't worry, I'll accompany you. It will be fine.”
My next feelings were all ones of not being well. I immediately felt anxious and knew I had to fight. Very vivid strange dreams then occurred involving my fight to get there. These dreams made no sense whatsoever and I would find it difficult to even explain them. I had many dreams thereafter, some nightmarish ones too, all very frightening.
Which leads me to believe that my NDE was and did happen. No one will ever convince me that it wasn't or didn't happen to me.
In 1989 I had graduated nursing school and was working as a nurse in a hospital. I had a patient that was in isolation with pneumonia. Somehow I contracted the same type of pneumonia, even though I used all necessary precautions. I was sick overnight. I woke up with severe chills and a fever of 102. I still lived in the nursing dorm, so I woke up another nurse who took me to the hospital across the street. The doctors in the ER admitted me immediately.
By the next day I was running fevers of 104. The highest my fever got was 105.2. I was very sick. I couldn't breathe out of my nose or mouth. The infection control doctor said I had Klebsiella pneumonia, which has a high mortality rate. I was in the hospital for about 2 months. One day I was running fevers of around 104-105, couldn't breathe, and just wanted to be out of the sickness. I wanted to get better. I'm an only child, and my mother was told by the doctors that I wasn't improving, even though I was being given massive doses of antibiotics. They even told my mother I would probably die, because I was septic by then. She was screaming, "But she's only 23!!"
I don't remember the specific day, but after being sick for 2 months I remember saying to myself, I just can't take this anymore. I remember hearing the doctors and nurses around my bed in ICU saying, "She's not gonna make it."
I closed my eyes and then I was in another realm. No tunnel of light or anything. I was just there. At first I was slightly confused. Where am I? I was on a path and I could see hills, green grass, a flowing brook, and a low stone wall. I saw animals of all kinds and lots of flowers. The colors were very vivid, and there are no colors on earth like them. I could hear soft music coming from somewhere, but I couldn't tell where it was coming from. I saw bearded irises on the path I was on, and I leaned over to smell them. They smelled just like lemonade!!
All of a sudden a large golden coach appeared. There were people in it, and the door opened. I got in without any question. There were no drivers on the coach. In all the NDEs I've read, I've never heard of anyone else mentioning a coach of any kind. Well, we were taken to a mansion, that's the only way I can describe it, and into a very large room with people of all ages, races, etc. The room was round and there were gold candles on the walls. The walls were a robins egg blue with gold trim. Two huge doors were on one side of the room. There were many, many people in this room.
All of a sudden I felt a strong presence behind me. I turned around and there was my great-grandmother and my grandmother!! I grew up in the same house with them, so I knew who they were, but they looked like they were about 17-21 years old. My GG died in 1978 at the age of 100, and my grandmother, whom I was extremely close to, had passed away 3 years before in 1985. There was no way I could have recognised my GG, since I had no picture of her when she was 17 in 1895. But I knew them both. They wouldn't let me touch them, but they said I wasn't ready and would see them again someday.
About that time the two huge doors opened. Beings appeared that somehow I knew were angels. They wore a very bright white and were very tall. About 10 feet or more. I was not frightened by their presence. They began to take groups of people through these doors. I wanted to go, but they said it wasn't my time. I could see a very bright light, and somehow I knew it was God. All of a sudden everything I ever questioned made sense. I knew instantly we are one with everything. Another thing. Everyone spoke, but it was almost like telepathy. I turned around to see my GG and grandmother, saying I wanted to stay. They said again no, you're not ready.
And the next thing I know I was opening my eyes back in ICU. Just like that. I closed my eyes again wanting so much to go back, but I couldn't. One of the nurses turned around and gasped. She said I was pronounced dead about 20 minutes ago. The doctors could never understand how I "recovered" in their words. I knew then I had died and I got a small glimpse of heaven.
It has taken me over 30 years for me to ever tell anyone what I experienced. The first person I told was my husband, and that was after we had been married for years. I was not oxygen deprived, I was not on any narcotics, and I did not dream this!! I finally have opened up and told my NDE to others.
I use this as an example of what I experienced. Did you wake up this morning and eat breakfast, shower, maybe drove to work? Did you really do those things or did you dream it? You really did. That's what my NDE was. It was VERY REAL, very vivid and beyond wonderful!! And to this day, when I lean over to smell an iris, I still smell the scent of lemonade.