When I was a kid, around the age of 7, I had a “near death experience”. Right now I’m watching Super Soul Sunday on the Oprah Winfrey Network and they are talking about the subject and of course it is making mine flood back like crazy, so I thought I would share. :-)
Here’s the story: I was rollerskating to my friends house to see if she wanted to play. She was a French girl named Françesca and her parents were from France, she was fluent in both French and English, her parents were not. When I got to Françesca’s apartment (on the second floor, yup roller-skates up stairs) her mother answered the door and said Françesca was at the pool and she would come with me to find her. So, down the stairs we went and off to the pool (thought I was going to biff it on the stairs, didn’t you). We had almost reached the pool when my skate hit a bump and I fell backwards knocking myself out. Everything was black for me and quiet. Then a small pinhole of the purest brightest whitest light appeared in the distance. Now at this time I have no feeling of body whatsoever, I’m just there, almost as if I’m the darkness myself. The pinhole slowly starts to get bigger, and as it does more light comes pouring in. It became rather large and I started to see figures in the light. My great grandmother Parthina, who died the day before my first birthday, came forward to me. There seemed to be so many more figures within that light but she came forward and I somehow recognized her for who she was. She smiled at me, nothing more, but in that smile and in her eyes she told me I had to get up now. And then everything kind of just went in reverse, she went back to the light and so did the other figures and it grew smaller and smaller till I opened my eyes. There was Françesca’s mum in hysterics and sobbing over me. She had managed to go to some of the doors to the apartments near us looking for help and there were people all around outside there doors looking horrified. I sat up and rubbed my head, then went home. My apartment happened to be right next to us and the only one the poor women didn’t go to. I was fine, my mum called my doc and told him I knocked myself out and he had her keep an eye on me for a few days, oh the 80’s LOL. And that is that one time I almost died! :-)
~Sama
Namaste
Energy of Rose 