In the fall of1993 I collapsed. Family and friends rushed me tothe hospital, normally I would have strongly resisted but i was so groggy i really didn't care what happened. I barely awoke to see family members who had traveled 2999 miles to be present. I knew but could not verbalize that something serious was up. The doctor arrived and i mumbled a question, am I going to walk out of here. his response was "that is between you and God" Wow this was getting too heavy too soon. I returned to unconsciousness where I remained for quite awhile. I was transferred to a larger hospital in Miami and spent five weeks there. I won't go into all the medical stuff unless anyone is interested: enough to say that upon my discharge after several "no hope" messages were given to my family the specialist said that he had no idea why I had survived , you simply are on my lifetime list of the "saved" we simply don't know why but there are no signs on any of your organs of what you've been through. Now to the NDE. It was months before I told anyone about this. It needed some thought on my part and, also, I was still trying to regain physical strength and mobility. Well, I saw the white light.warm,bright but not blinding and comforting. My deceased parents were there in high backed wooden chairs, my dad's chair was placed one step higher than my mothers on large flat steps similiar to church alter steps without the alter. My father smiled, stood up, extended his hand and said,"come, you'll like it here" I extended my right arm and hand with index finger pointed and stated "not now dad I have things I have to do" (meaning children to be helped to maturity) He understood,nodded a knowing smile and said, "O.K. we'll see you in about thirty years". ( I was 55 at the time) He and my mother rose, knowingly smiled and began to turn and walk away. My father looked down, I felt towards earth, and with a nod seemed to say "I know you are all worried about bills,life's problems and all the other bothers of earthly life but it's of little matter, there is better here. Curiously , upon leaving the hospital the doctor, after medical precautions said to me "go on home, have some fun, you have another thirty years.
I also observed my family around my bed crying in deep sorrow. I wanted to reassure them but knew I couldn't. I somehow knew that this sorrow was a purge that their earthly existence demanded and that it was natural and necessary. Strangely I was content with this as I was when my parents turned and walked away.
There appears to be very little within us either physically or psychologically that did not or does not have a purpose. We are creatures by design and design implies purpose, Particularly a behavior,which is fairly common, i.e. if it happens so often it is highly likely that it is part of the design and therefore serves a purpose. This experience seems to be a transition easer; either to a state of nothingness which would be o.k. because when we get ther there would be no cognizance of the fact or it eases a transirion to an another state of being which is o.k. also. Most accountants of this event seem to express feelings of comfort and contentment and also indicate none to very little fear, Isn't that a nice design?
I Have a few more thoughts but he hour is late and typing is a bit of a chore. If anyone wishes to pursue this , here I am! There is no need for this to be anoymous, it just might help some folks.