Near-Death Experience (NDE). Only after my experience did I learn how common this phenomenon is. Then, only after several more years did I start to understand the invitation embedded in such experiences. I recall sometime after the crash when I was trying to figure out what to do with this profound experience of love, of light, of acceptance, I searched and found a YouTube video, which I never saw again.* It was shared by a woman who experienced her NDE about 20 years earlier. She said that for years, she had tried to understand what happened and what it meant to her life. Her ultimate conclusion is that it is about sharing the LOVE that she experienced with those around her.
So simple. So profound.
It was remembering what we are all made of.
Immediately after the crash, having no conscious awareness of what happened, I felt myself expanding and hovering in white, shimmering, soft surroundings. The stillness was magnificent. Tranquil, perfect, and enveloping as only true silence can be. I felt peace as I have never felt before. Intact, complete, and whole. All the noise disappeared. Beautiful waves of soft white light were moving delicately around. Soft love was covering me, sliding by my luminous skin, bubbling into my being, reminding me what we are all made of.
So much beauty. So many alternatives and choices. So much LOVE.
It was barely a few minutes in earthly time until I crashed back into my body. It felt like days. I saw so many dimensions of our world, earthly and others. Some heartwarming, some full of joy, some sad. So much beauty. So many alternatives and choices. All the while, I was floating in acceptance, of being perfect just as I am. I gradually recognized, within my being, within my skin, that the light bubbling into me was bringing love. Was love. Until I remembered I was love myself.
It did not feel as if the option of staying in this serene, beautiful place, meaning not coming back to my body, my family, earth, was even an alternative.
Then, it was my time to return. It did not feel as if the option of staying in this serene, beautiful place, meaning not coming back to my body, my family, earth, was even an alternative. I was not asked or given a choice; I was to return and immediately, and in the flip of a second, I was floating backward, felt as though I was weightily pulled down, and I crashed back into my own physical body.
This is the short version. Enough for a start. More on my NDE, the questions it raised, the challenges of integrating it into my everyday life, and its effect on my perception of what parenting is, will come.
* If you know what I’m talking about, please share the link with me so I can thank the source!