Date:   10/17/2007 7:39:08 PM ( 18 y ago)
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In my NDE, my head smashed through a windshield and two side windows...as my car rolled off of a highway into a cornfield. I had what many have called a life-review...but others might say this is their life flashing before their eyes... The brain is a marvelous thing but how does a brain record what we are doing from outside of our body in 3D unless there is some kind of something watching us from outside of our body?

I discovered in my NDE, there is a library where there is a collection of recordings of every action and intention of every spirit and soul that decides to enter time. I am not the first person to discover this library... even if it called other things... The Hall of Records...The Book of life...etc.... but most people who have had NDE's don't mention a library in their NDE but if you ask them...I imagine many would have some kind of recollection of it...but for me it was
hard to describe...in a way that my mind could convert it into words. I wanted to add this though... The record is wiped clean of all of our unlove as we enter the light. There was no euphoria entering my brain at this time or a lack of oxygen entering my lungs as my body went crashing through glass... but there was a certain amount of stillness... In my life review, I was stationed right outside my body...watching my life pass before me... I was given a gift of seeing how I had been blessed through my whole life. Every moment was recorded from maybe 10-15 feet away but I could zoom in and zoom out at will to examine each event of my life... There were things that were important and things that were not...bathroom breaks...sex...eating... sleeping...working... were mostly just fast forwarded... leaving the essential moments where I was loved or loving...and not in a physical way
but rather... I viewed moments where others had been loving and kind to me and I viewed moments of time where I held in admiration some type of natural beauty... the moments or times when I was loving and kind... What I now realize is that those moments where I was loving and kind were much fewer than the times when others were loving and kind with me... I saw what a wonderful life I had experienced but I know that I judged myself as having taken more love and joy than I gave... If this is just a dying brain without a soul then that is okay with me... I am just a bunch of energy...but I don't believe this is true...and even if it is true...I believe energy doesn't just disappear... it has to go somewhere... My energy went to the light...

Going to the light was not ecstasy... and today I know my grandfather went to the light too... For me and my grandfather...going to the light was the shedding of this world. I saw my Gran father's spirit three days after he died... He woke me up in the middle of the night and scared the crap out of me asking for my grandmother by name...a flaming face... Where is Morene! How is Morene! but although his flaming face was red and looked like my grandfather... I knew that what I witnessed was only a remnant of what had fallen off of my grandfather when he died... I never called my grandmother "Morene" in my life... I told the apparition; "Granny is fine" and the apparition went away... but did my mind make that apparition...no way... My mind would not have called my grandmother Morene... It was something else... I know my Papa was already gone into the light but some of his baggage was still running around...worrying about my grandmother. The soul of my grandfather was not and is not worried at all... Would I really want him to be worried about Granny in that flaming face and eyes... I knew he was not in hell but that lesser portion of him worrying about his wife of over 50 years seemed to still be...still down here in the underworld....not quite letting go... The part of Papa that went on knows how it ends...love wins... but was my visitation a visit from my grandfather... my grandfather in hell... or something else? I believe I witnessed something real beyond anything my mind could have conjured up...not my grandfather in hell but some of his spiritual baggage....my grandfather's ego still trying to take care of my grandmother... Would you really want your mother or grandfather waking you up to give you worry filled messages or would you rather they give you free will and let you decide how you should live your life? but if it was my mind who invented all of it then it was connected to something much greater than my mind...

There was no heat on my way to the light...no burning hell...no freezing cold... my soul felt no pain at all... it had no body to feel pain with...and if ever there was going to be pain in the body I was in... while I crashed through the windows of my car... as my car rolled over and over and over again...it would have been my brain... but if it is all just a defense mechanism to protect the brain from dying... then that is a pretty smart brain... to go to the light instead of looking below...into all of the darkness below... but I don't believe it was my brain that went to the light but rather my soul...

The light was love and still I did not feel ecstasy...I just knew the light was where I needed to go... Was that light the light I saw as my oxygen withered away? I don't believe it was... I was as dead as I could be...but I came back to a body that was not out of breath... What I now believe is that the light is love...

I could say that while I was on my way back to my body from the light, I actually saw the lady who came to save me get out of her car while a man pulled up in a truck who I later discovered called for an ambulance....way away from my body... If that was my dying mind then it must have had eyes of its own...because I was far away from the road in a dead smashed and broken body...out of sight from my rescuers...but if it was my brain that went away to a place where love accepted every ounce of love I ever received or gave... then I would call that brain a soul... and yes when we die...our body does grow cold and there is nothing more...but the soul...the soul goes on...after it sheds the spirits that attached to it during its life. I have heard it takes three days...but for the soul it is only moments....

I know that there are a very few who believe that a NDE is the brain dying...an orgasm while dying....and that may be true for the body but there is energy involved and energy just doesn't die...it has to go somewhere,,, I know where my energy went...and it was not into the grave... I call that energy my soul...or an orb of light...but whatever it is...all of the love and joy in me left left this world while all that was not love and joy in me... fell off of my body...

I know the best part of your mother loves you... Why would you want her fears to remain and speak to you? It is something our soul would never want,,,but the brain....



 

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