Anyone who experienced an NDE (Near Death Experience) please share here

[KKLoco]

This happened at different times. The first time was in 2002. My friend (more of a coworker, actually; I had known him for a couple of months) was driving on a highway to go see his girlfriend, who lived about 1 hour away. I am not really sure what happened, but he crashed and lost his life. We worked together and the day after he died, I dreamt of him. In my dream, we were at the office and it was a Saturday. I asked him what he was doing there, since it was the weekend. He told me that he "had a lot of pending work and things to do". He didn't want to leave. He didn't know that he had to leave. He wasn't aware that his time was up. I knew this instinctively in the logic that dreams have.  I told him that he had died, that there was nothing left for him to do in the office, and that he should go and rest. When I told him this, he looked at me really worried and concerned, and then it dawned upon him that I was right. He told me so. He thanked me, turned away and I watched him walk through our office's doorway into the light. Literal light.

The second time was in 2008. This is really hard, as it happened to my best friend ever. We were like brothers.

At the time, I was living in London studying my masters degree. It had been two weeks since I had arrived there, and I dreamt of him that night. To be really honest, I don't remember exactly what I dreamt, but I know it was with him. Upon waking up, I realized that I hadn't spoken to my friend since I arrived in London, so I went to class and figured that I would call him when I got back (this was before smartphones, whatsapp or any other type of instant messaging in the phone). When I returned to my dorm, I had several missed calls in my skype account from my family and my brother. Several messages in MSN's messenger too, telling me that it was urgent to call back home. I thought that something had happened to my dad, since he had had a heart attack 4 years before. When I finally talked to my brother, he told me that my friend had been murdered. I broke down and told him that that could'nt be, that I had dreamt of him the night before (exactly at the time when he had been killed).

To make it short, I dreamt of my friend every night for an entire week. Real, vivid, technicolor dreams. The really curious thing, was that each night, before dreaming with him, I would dream of whales and dolphins; and of swimming with them in the ocean, or at times watching them from above, on a boat. Every single night for a week, I would dream with these animals, and then the dream would smoothly transition into scenarios where I was with my friend, and I would feel everything he was feeling. His anger. His desire to still be alive (he was only 30 when he was murdered). The sense that an injustice had been committed and his refusal to acknowledge that he was dead. For some reason which I cannot fathom, much less explain, in these dream scenarios I was still not allowed to tell him that he had been murdered. I was just allowed to be with him and talk with him. Once again, this was all very real and today, 17 years after these dream sequences happened, I can still recall perfectly well the sounds, the smells and the details in the settings of the dreams.

Anyway. This went on for exactly one week. First the dream with dolphins and whales. Then me engaging with my friend. The final night, the dream was set outside of a restaurant where we would usually hang out with the rest of our crew. Our friends were already inside, and in the dream me and him were meeting outside, getting ready to go in.  As he walked towards the entrance, I grabbed him by the shoulders and looking straight into his eyes, I told him that he could not go in. I was finally allowed to tell him that he was dead. I told him three times. You cannot go in. You are dead. Someone murdered you. You are dead. You are dead. When I told him the last time, he kind of realized it and told me, "you are right". Then I saw life abandoning him. In the dream he crumbled like a rag doll to the floor. And then I woke up. I have not dreamt of him like that since.

Maybe all this was my unconscious helping me deal with a couple of really traumatic events. Maybe they were just that. Dreams. However, there are a couple of twists in each of these stories that make me wonder and question.

In the case of my coworker, even though we hadn't known each other for too long, he told me that he really liked me, since I reminded him so much of his little brother. When his family went to the office to pick up his things, I saw his brother, and we really looked so much alike. I then rememberd what he had told me some months before.

In the case of my best friend, I had never had repetitive dreams before, so I investigated what it meant to dream of whales and dolphins and the sea. What I found was really interesting. In the oniric world, the sea represents the spiritual realm. The land of the spirits and departed ones. On the other hand, whales and dolphins are mammals that breathe air. That is to say, they are beings that have adapted to live underwater, while retaining ther original inland characteristics. In the dreamworld, whales and dolphins are beings that navigate seamlessly through the living and spiritual realms. According to what I read, when you dream of these creatures, you are also adapting to both worlds. You kind of become a channel between the dead and the living realms.

Since these two episoded happened, I have also lost several persons very close to me. All my grandparents. My dad and two of his brothers (my uncles). Another very dear friend. In these cases, I didn't dream of them, nor did I have to tell them what had happened.

Who knows. I think of this a lot. Our world is an amazing and interesting place, far beyond our understanding and what science can detect.

Thank you for going in depth about your experiences. Do you think your friends were contracting you in the dream state, to try and live in this reality of sorts? Or do you think your spirt realized they were confused, and you acted as a guide to help. I'm really curious if you felt they were contacting you, or vise versa. Could be both too.

[Sirius]

You died and went to hell?
yes
Do you feel like telling more?
no

[BeTheGoddess]

You died and went to hell?
Do you feel like telling more?
What were your spiritual/religious beliefs at the time?
What are they now?
What did you experience?
etc etc etc

I died of a heroin overdose, I was standing over my corpse and then everything went black. A green Baboon (Thoth) runs up to me from the darkness, pulls out some scales and weighs my heart against a feather (Egyptian procession of the dead style) then there is this bird head being (later I worked out this was Osiris) Osiris speaks in a voice thats is all tones, like it was every frequency. I didnt understand him. Then another voice from an entity who I could only see an outline of (likely Ra if this was procession of the dead). Then  Im revived. They said I was out 45 mins, thats a long time to be out.

I had read about Thoth and his scales before but not in the detail that I knew what was happening, but years of looking into the topic it explalned it a bit more. A freind I met years later had the same thing, but she said she could understand Osiris and he said to her "you're going to hell".

Because it happened before coming out as trans, I kinda thought I nwas sent back because they thought the name was wrong.

[AlroyFarms]

 

I've written about this about a half dozen times on ATS and DI, but here we go again. 

I was administered high-dose chemo and went into shock and convulsions with a 106 temp. While I was 'out,' I experienced a black void with wisps of smoke or something. I felt light, as if floating, but none of the heaviness or sensation of a physical body. I couldn't 'see' with my eyeballs (duh) but I could 'see' 2 humanoid beings (I want to say they were angels. I 'felt' they were angels) walk me around in circles in some sort of procession or ritual...one on each side, as if they were carrying me while I laid flat on my back. 

This went on for a time, several minutes, and then I woke up with ice packs in my arm pits and groin. I asked nurses and staff if they perhaps wheeled me around in a gurney or moved me to another room. Nothing. 

I believe this was...something. I don't know what. No one said I had died or flatlined though so, I dunno.

I have also had several Out Of Body Experiences. I have experienced something I call the 'wind tunnel.' There appears to be some sort of threshold separating the physical from the spiritual/ astral/ whatever. It is a repulsing force that I've never been able to quite penetrate. 

But there is a void, and there is some wind tunnel phase that keeps it all separate. 

I believe these are genuine things, every bit as real as anything else we experience and perceive. I'm more inclined to believe that EVERYTHING is simply a hallucination of shadow puppets (so to speak,) than the spiritual side of things being dismissive nonsensical hallucinations. The physical reality is just as much as a facade as anything, we just happen to be focused and tuned in HARD on this physical reality. 

I didn't believe in 'the other side' or 'angels' until I had these experiences. The only explanation for me is...there is more...and sometimes we are blessed with glimpses of something we can only think about and imagine under normal circumstances. 

If it is DMT, does that invalidate the experience? Or is there a physical analogy to every spiritual happening? This is what I believe, it's all mirrors within mirrors and we got so lost we can't even see the true reality. 

I have had a few brushes with death in my life, and there is something there always close by. 

But also consider this: maybe we see exactly what we expect to see? Or are limited by our lack of imagination of what's really on 'the other side.' 

If you expect nothingness, you experience that. If you expect angels, they'll be there. 

Perhaps it depends on the foundations you have constructed in your physical mind to act like a sieve for what bits of that other reality get through. Remove more filters in your physical mind, and you can see more of that other side. 

Just my dumb musings. Hope you get something out of it.

[devious1]

Yes I have died and  returned. I am a child of God. God did not create Religion , Religion created Government. Bible ( Basic Instructions Before Life Ends) What is real and what is not ,purpose is the most important insight filled with emotional unsettling drama. This has been mentally embedded into our human minds as a controlling objective (slavery) No one owns anything and what are true freedoms .Money system from 1933 paper I.O.U.  a NOTE < BILL are promises to pay. But back to Death I was  young and avid moto-x- racer and had a very bad crash don't remember anything but peace with abrupt noises of chopper air rescue blood filled eye sockets and pain.I did not want to come back. After operations pinning bones back together and life never was the same. What happened and how did I deal with the encounters at 15 yrs of age. 30 days after my deadly crash God punished me and sent me back is my only known words. In public most of the encounters happened at food stores and it was every time 2 to 8 people would stare at me and when I made eye contact it was like black eyes looking into soulless empty ness. Fucking freaked out. I just keep silent tried to figure it out finally just did not pay any mind to them. What did also happen with a certain type of personalities I could feel and see there past harm and bottled into a brain closet hidden. I had 2 friend that knew and I did not like to get put into the position to open the closet door the out come was always insane as most secrets hidden deep should stay in that closet until the person is able to get it out in small portions .This happened 2 x and never again . I have had many people I did not know stop me and the approach was, you are different what that adds up to nothing more then those 3 words. I dug deep and found we have 8 circuits in our brain we use next to nothing of 7  and the 8th has to do with more of the soul side. Meditation has helped understand what is not to be understood. I have a out of the box knowledge and help many people and saved many. I am a man nothing more with a purpose . So many things have happened making a path that has no active plan it just happens. If I plan anything It will not happen I also have rare blood that is a curse and a great protection. Life is not measured by what you have , you can't take it with you . It is measured by what you have done in the better for all everything in my life since the crash has been anything but normal. I have been awakened at the truth and see the lies of life and the how the tyrants or rulers true nature and the abuse to mankind. The truth is in front of everyone if you open your eyes. I live under Gods law not mans Law understand this and no one can take your freedom and purpose. No court can in slave me, America one nation under God not man . When you here alla  it is All Law Gods law . This if anyone understands it will be your first step to true freedom. With out my crash of death at 15 yrs old I would of never known what is real and what is lies I am loved and respected everywhere I respect all wakes of life and color good or bad positive outcomes are the only way with out struggle. Do I question life No every morning I wake up I thank God. In 2019 I was told I had 6 months to live and with treatment 17 months maybe more. Its 2025 I am still here. I would be dead if I followed mans way. I did it Gods way. Is my life perfect far from do I struggle at times. Has cancer affected me or has the radiation that broke every time I enter the machine 2 x the 2nd time it broke for good and the technician blamed me . Or the chemo that 1 treatment that was 2 hrs and changed to 8 hrs that almost killed me put me in emergency room and down for 3 days and my vegan friend came and got me took me to there home and got me healthy again let me tell you this is only a fraction of what has evolved. I love life and life loves me God has helped me get out of the daily fog of society not everyone can open themselves to see this it is so out of what we are taught it goes against everything that society had groomed us to be. live life for the better of all and from what I have seen dimensions exist stay in motion the changes are small awareness is truth of unknown

[FlyersFan]

 

Are you comfortable telling us what your religious/spiritual beliefs were at the time that you had your NDE?
If so, great.  If not, that's okay.
The reason I ask is I'm wondering how much NDEs are with people hallucinating what they expect to happen.
The dying brain high on DMT hallucinating expectations perhaps.

The previous poster was 4 when the NDE happened and they had no expectations.
They just popped out of their body.  So no 'pollution' for the brain to hallucinate.

Another previous poster had read the Egyptian Book of the Dead expectations and that's what happened when they had their NDE.

I was wondering if you had an Abrahamic belief system or a familiarity with the Abrahamic belief system (Jew, Christian, Muslim) when you had your NDE.

[UltraBudgie]

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Relatable. Interesting how life gives early formative experiences so that when things happen later on we can look back and not just dismiss them. Doctors seem to love to doomsay, huh? I think that can be as much of a poison as improper medicine. Am I wrong in finding the story about how you purportedly broke the radiation machine somewhat hilarious?

[Sirius]

Are you comfortable telling us what your religious/spiritual beliefs were at the time that you had your NDE?
If so, great.  If not, that's okay.
The reason I ask is I'm wondering how much NDEs are with people hallucinating what they expect to happen.
The dying brain high on DMT hallucinating expectations perhaps.

The previous poster was 4 when the NDE happened and they had no expectations.
They just popped out of their body.  So no 'pollution' for the brain to hallucinate.

Another previous poster had read the Egyptian Book of the Dead expectations and that's what happened when they had their NDE.

I was wondering if you had an Abrahamic belief system or a familiarity with the Abrahamic belief system (Jew, Christian, Muslim) when you had your NDE.

Belief doesn't matter. It's your life at an end. Belief is what will help you balance or tip the scale.  These threads and conversations are also always self centered, it's not just us that die, there is loss and people that has to deal with grief of people passing.  Beyond curiosity, this topic should be discussed with a priest or in a belief system. 

For myself, I'm not afraid to die, I'm preparing to and living my life until then.  Today, tomorrow, whenever I'm ready.

[sahgwa]

Who knows. I think of this a lot. Our world is an amazing and interesting place, far beyond our understanding and what science can detect.

Thank you for sharing - that is really interesting.
I feel the dead often contact us in dreams , as that is when we are open and receptive with no mundane and energetic distractions to layer over their reaching out.
My dad died, and did not go directly to his next life.  He was on the earth plane for a good year or so. I could feel him. Not only did he come into my dreams and communicate, those 'more than dreams,' he also pulled me out of my body at night and gifted me full body OBE/astral projection which he knew I liked, so I was extremely grateful.
The first few dreams were very painful for him as he was not ready to die, he died of cancer, and he was expressing his anger and sadness as he had so much he wanted to do.
Eventually he realised there was  a lot of 'fun stuff' on that side too, and we flew around together.  This took a year or so. . .

[sahgwa]

Belief doesn't matter. It's your life at an end. Belief is what will help you balance or tip the scale.  These threads and conversations are also always self centered, it's not just us that die, there is loss and people that has to deal with grief of people passing.  Beyond curiosity, this topic should be discussed with a priest or in a belief system. 

For myself, I'm not afraid to die, I'm preparing to and living my life until then.  Today, tomorrow, whenever I'm ready.

I'm surprised you say belief doesn't matter, after the things you have been sharing; I say this because your energetic state and therefore the beliefs that create this specific state, the negative emotions and charges that you carry into death do matter.   It will decide where you spend your time initially, in the astral waiting room, a personal hell, a new life, etc.
There are many 'belief systems' that in my opinion are accurate about what happens initially after death.   
The Bardo Thodol of Tibet
The Book of the Dead or Pyramid Texts of Egypt
All speak of similar systems of light and energy, using metaphor. 
Some say this life is just the prelude, the preparation for the real life that is next.