I had a NDE back in 1982 when I was shot. Doctors said I would not make it another two hours. There was a radio desk in my room and I was awakened by a voice coming from it. The voice said "I will not forsake you" I was awakened ten days later by the doctor who told me I would never be able to walk again and was sent home a week later. Being the stubborn woman I am I exercised my legs several times a day - in 3 months I was not only walking again with no limps or dragging my legs - I was running.

Hi John,

My Near Death Experience happened in the year of 2001, I came down with a really bad double-lung infection where it felt like I was “breathing through a straw,” not getting enough oxygen.

I was coughing up some kind of “greenish infection” and I knew that I had better get to the hospital to see a doctor, but my illness had taken a bit of toll on me, so I thought I’d get some rest first before I go to the Henry Ford Hospital.

As I lay down in bed, I remember sweating profusely and struggling to breathe; then I must’ve drifted off. The next thing I remember was wondering to myself, “How did I get up here to the ceiling?” Although I kept my bedroom darkened with all of my windows’ shades and curtains drawn-closed, I could still vividly see myself lying in bed from up above in complete darkness.

I lived with my grandparents at that time, before they both later passed away; both of them knew that I was sick. I remember vividly watching my grandma walking through the house to one of my bedroom windows (which was located at our back porch), and I saw her listening in on me through my opened window to check and see if I was alright, mind you, my windows’ curtains and shades were closed tightly!

(I later asked my grandma if she did indeed check on me through my window to validate what I saw, and she confirmed that it was exactly what she did do! I never shared this to my grandparents though, I thought maybe I was just out of my mind and I should keep it to myself for some reason.)

I remember examining my body there in bed and looking closer and closer to my face resting there. The next thing I knew, I somehow ended up laying down on a field of grass with the sun shining on my resting face, there was a beautiful-overwhelming sense of peace and warmth.

The next thing I knew I was back into my body, gathering myself up from bed thinking to myself, “Oh man, I better get going to the hospital, I can barely breathe!” At the ER I went through all kinds of tests and being put on a medicine breathing treatment, and the doctor assured me that I will be staying overnight!

He says that it was good thing that I got there to the hospital because I could’ve died from this! I’m thinking to myself, “But I did die, doc.”

After all these years I can still vividly remember every detail of my nde experience. I’m not afraid to die like I used to be, now under any dangerous circumstances I will avoid a situation to survive, and suicide is absolutely a heck-no-no! But I think that we don’t die as the body we’ve been accustomed to all our lives, for our spirits are already alive forever.

Thank you for reading,
David.

This is very interesting. I was in a car wreck a few years ago I hit gravel to fast and went over a mountain after fishing tailing my car hit the only tree in a spot where the rest had been cut it's all that stopped me from rolling to the bottom. Just a few weeks later a guy went over in the same spot missed the tree and was in a coma for months and had to be equipped with the neck brace called a halo. What got to me was I was in a tiny car and hit the tree when he was in a full size truck and missed the tree.

Will never forget that day. I missed a curve, ended up facing a cliff, but I don't know what happened in that German car, I just heard some sounds from within it and I let go of the steering. I think it sensed the cliff, turned and fell nicely in between the dongas (walls on both sides). I was driving with my children, and none of us was injured. I had already said my last prayer, and I believe God sent us back.

Hi, Johnathon.
NDE (Near-death experience).

I have my dearly departed mother and father appear often during the times that I am sleeping and in the hands of another.

Why?

My philosophy is that if you are not living on the edge, then you are taking up too much space.

Thank you for sharing with kindest regards,

Paul.