However, my experience was this: I realized I was in a very bright office with a man in white standing at my side and an administrative type, all in white, at a desk. This person began to ask me many questions about my life. I knew I was very ill & the minute I thought "WHY is he wasting time asking me all these questions?"-the other person began pushing me on a gurney down a long hallway. I got up & began to walk along beside the gureny & suddenly realized that half of my body was walking 'through' the wall. This scared & disoriented me.
I followed the person toward an ER room & watched the doctor & nurses begin to work on this very ill woman. I didn't recognize the body as mine. I asked, in a loud voice, "should I go to the waiting room while you work on this woman?" At that point, a nurse rushed right through me on her way out the door. No one answered me.
Then it seemed as though I were standing on a diving board which projected out from the body's feet. I could sense many people around me, encouraging me to jump, to not be afraid. I looked down into a stream which was strewn with boulders. I looked up at the wall & could see a hand holding a reel of movie tape...another hand began to pull the film away from the reel & I could see it was my life. I thought very vehemently NO WAY and then saw many particles of light in the corner of the room begin to gather together & form a person's shape. A believer in Jesus & angels, I immediately realized this might be "the end" for me & said NO!!!
Immediately, I was thrown back into my body. I 'awoke' and began to reach for my purse which was lying on the floor near the table on which I lay. I was mumbling "work, work" and the nurse said "not on your life, we just started your heart up again."
It turned out I was violently allergic to the furniture polish & my heart had stopped due to anaphylactic shock.
Soon, I moved to Boulder, CO where my life has improved vastly. I got out of a very bad marriage. However, my spiritual beliefs didn't really change. Nor am I such a finer person from the experience. The nde ( and I had never heard of such things before this experience) was slightly frightening to me, but did make me realize that we do have a say whether we go onward or return to our bodies. It was also clear that there is a life review, or judgment, although my spirit was resisting it in that bright, white office.
I believe that everyone's nde (or death) is different because it has to fit in with our reality. My mother is a nurse & so the hospital setting fit in with what was really happening as well as a location that would make sense in my life experience.
thank you for this forum
Dixie In Boulder