Testimonies - When the Soul Leaves A Body

[FlyersFan]

I have been around people who were dying.  The terminally ill who were still up and walking, as well as the bedridden in their last few days.  But I have never been with a person at the moment of death.   I can only testify that I was with my beagle Daisy as we had her put to sleep.   I knew the moment her soul left her body.   I was sitting next to her and she felt different.  Instantly.  She had gone.  I knew it.   ( the vet screwed up and the process took like a half hour when it should have only been a few minutes.  She wasn't in pain or upset, but it took a long time for her to 'sleep', and then for THE FINAL SHOT to stop the heart.)  

Here are a couple of interesting stories where people say they have seen the soul leave the body at death -

Testimonies - When the Soul Leaves A Body

“My oldest daughter and I were staying the night with her. My daughter woke me in a panic, saying something was going on with my mom. It turns out she was taking her final breaths.“  As soon as she took her final breath, my daughter and I saw a yellow-orange glowing light at the top of her head. I couldn’t wrap my head around what I was looking at. We looked at each other shocked and confused. Then the light just shrank into nothing. It was gone. You would expect that we would be crying and upset but there was a feeling of peace and calm in the room. It was the weirdest thing. I believe we witnessed her soul leave her body. That’s something I’ll never forget as long as I live!”

“Yes, when my wife was passing away, I held her [very] cold right hand with my right hand, and a cloudy, very visible white fog spread from her fingers and hand to my fingers and hand.I knew at this time she was passing her soul to me,the signal to hold on and also to let her go in peace with the love we had for sixty-three years. This was eleven months ago (07/22/2023). I have had many signs and visions since. I believe a hundred percent she is still with me, caring and supporting me in my grief, preparing my place to join her in Heaven.”

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A Nurses Tale

I am a registered nurse. and more than 20 years ago, I had an experience that is still fresh in my mind. I was working in the intensive care unit at (a local hospital), and one of my patients was a young man who had been injured in a car accident one that was not his fault. He was on life support. HiIs parents had agreed to organ donation and we were waiting for that process to start. His mother and I stood, early in the morning, on each side of his bed, looking down on this beautiful young man who just appeared to be sleeping. As his chest continued to rise and fall, I felt -- rather than saw -- an odd change in the quality of light in the room. A pink mist then seemed to manifest over his body, where it hovered for a moment, then lifted off into the room and faded to nothing. The ventilator continued to push air into his lungs, nothing really changed, but it seemed as if his body had hollowed out, becoming a flat shell. There is no real scientific proof of a living creature having a soul, but at that moment I felt as if I had just witnessed that soul leaving its body.  

I don't know if anyone here has seen a persons soul, or has been with someone as they died.   But if you would like to share .. please do.  Or if you know of other stories like these, please post here and add to the stories.    I have never seen a 'soul', but I have seen a few ghosts.  But of course they may or may not be actually a persons soul.  Evil spirits can pretend to be dead loved ones in order to gain a foothold ...

[Snarky412]

I, too, unfortunately have had loved ones pass away. 

Lost my dad when I was 14yo, my best friend when I was 19. My mom when I was 24.

And sadly, my husband of 35yrs back in 2021.



BUT, of all of them, it was my mom that I "felt" her leave, even tho I was in a different state.


My late husband & I were working a mall for Xmas time and due to my mom's poor health (from drinking), she was in a hospital. I called her every Sunday since that was the only day that we got off fairly early.

Anyhow, this one Sunday I called her hospital room. She did not answer.

So I called the nurses station to see if she was in her room. They said yes, but to give them a few minutes and they would make sure that she was awake.

When I did call back, my  mom sounded doped up. Her words were slurred. Since she couldn't really talk, I got worried and called the nurses station back.

They said that she wasn't on anything and then asked when my sister was going to come by cuz the doctor needed to talk to her. 



Long story short ---- and I will leave out the sick details ----

My moms health had deteriorated to the point that she could not recover. She may make it a day or 2. 


Anyhow, I was working the mall (we had a kiosk set up with our western merchandise) when all of a sudden I felt a weird sensation. Hard to explain, but I felt my mom. And a sadness overcame me out of nowhere.

Jim saw me and asked what was wrong. He said my face went pale and my eyes were watering up. 

I told him that I think my mom just died.


It was about 45 minutes later when the lady from the office came to get me. My sister was on the phone.

Jim and I locked eyes.

I  *knew*  mom had died. I FELT her leave. 

It is hard to explain, but it was like she said goodbye in a spiritual way. 


She was the only one that I felt her bond (soul) break and leave me.

[Maxmars]

I am afraid once I get started, I won't be able to stop myself....

First, I want to extend my sincerest condolences to any and all who have had to endure the loss of a loved one or even a good friend.  

Watching someone die is a stark, striking, and immensely stirring thing.  I had seen it before, but never so close to my soul as the loss of my wife (of 43 years) and best friend on this Earth last November (2023.)

I will recount a story, but I warn you... I am verbose and never was afforded the gift to 'briefly' condense certain thoughts and feeling, so you may not want to dive into this...

She died at the hospital after having spent many months there (most of the year)... weakening and beset by physical ills she in no way deserved. 
She announced her moment, telling me in no uncertain terms that she felt spent and ready to "go." 
A bit later it began... I'll spare my account of the event - although it is constantly in my memory... it feels like yesterday... this is an unpleasant post for me.

After her passing, we lingered, myself, my daughter (our oldest) and my son (our youngest.)  We each had spoken with her briefly before the end of her life exploded upon us... and somehow we still felt needed to say a proper goodbye -  we had hoped this would never happen.  Later, we came to be alone in the emergency room where her body remained (finally free of wires and tubing)... We stood over the bed, trying not to focus on her face (which still bore the expression of a final gasp of breath.)  Each of us silent... when I said these words...

"I'm so sorry my baby girl... you can go now. I love you."

No more than two seconds pass and the hospital bed alarm (not the equipment) sounded as a ringing beep.  (It was the alarm that sounds when you get out of the hospital bed - sensing a change in weight, I suppose.)

I think my daughter (at least) took this to mean her soul was finally withdrawing from her body.  That somehow whatever happens when you are actually 'gone' includes a measurable 'loss' of weight, as the soul departs.  I never encouraged her in that belief, but I am aware such stories have circulated before.

And I wonder that maybe it was "me" or "us" keeping here there until we got to say "Goodbye mama."  

Shit, this is difficult.

I don't really know how real the perception of a soul departing is.  Can we really 'feel' the departure?  Is it truly measurable and thus detectable?  I'm not sure. I am also not sure I want to know...  

For me, she is still here in my heart and mind... just out of reach, as if through a window... she's happy I hope... free from illness and limitations of the physical word, I would like to think....

I don't know what this may add to the conversation, or if it has any value to the thread at all... but it is something that at least I consider... when the subject arises.

[Anna]

When my grandma was dying, I and my auntie were near her bed at hospital. She died while we were looking at her but we didn't notice it. She was sleeping and her breath was getting slower but we thought she was just sleeping. The nurse came to measure her temperature and called a doctor. He asked us out and then he came to us saying she died.

Such peaceful death is a blessing.

[OneStepBack]

Medically retired intensive care charge nurse here with 30 years experience.  I have seen many people die. During my 5 years working on a paediatric cardiothoracic unit in London I witnessed children including toddlers and babies die. In all that time I have never seen a soul leave the body.

[FlyersFan]

Medically retired intensive care charge nurse here with 30 years experience.  I have seen many people die. During my 5 years working on a paediatric cardiothoracic unit in London I witnessed children including toddlers and babies die. In all that time I have never seen a soul leave the body.

A job seeing children suffering and dying.
That had to be very hard.

[OneStepBack]

A job seeing children suffering and dying.
That had to be very hard.

It was also very rewarding seeing sick children improve and leave ICU.

[Tecate]

Long term Advanced Care Paramedic, unfortunately have seen plenty of deaths from trauma and medical conditions.

I had one ALS patient who was a DNR (do not resuscitate), they were only able to use a sketch pad type thing to communicate, and they were adamant about going to the hospital. Enroute they just turned to look at me and stopped breathing. I could see the consciousness leave the body and it being early in my career I almost began resuscitation efforts before realizing I couldn’t and sat back.

The patient obviously stopped tracking me with their eyes and I knew they were gone.

On an even weirder note, about 4 years later I responded to that same address again and walking in the door we were met by a Home-care worker telling us that the patient was an ALS patient!! I thought wow! What are the chances of that?

It was the husband of the previous patient who passed away with me in the back of the ambulance… needless to say we did not take our time and got the patient to the hospital intact.

Tecate