I was traveling in Central America during my Junior year in College and
became violently ill with a bacterial infection. I was also allergic to the
sulfa drugs that I was given for this serious illness. Exhausted and
dehydrated, I went to bed in a blanket full of
ice cubes to try to bring down the dangerously high fever. I fell asleep and
then suddenly had the sensation that the wind was knocked out of me. I rushed
up through a tunnel toward a dark open place where above me was a brilliant
blue white light source. Suddenly a figure appeared over me and held my arms
out to my sides and began to breathe for me through my mouth. He was dark and
had huge wings. I could not see his face. Light surrounded him. I felt breath
entering my body and realized that I had been dead. Then I was catapulted
back down the tunnel and jolted awake on the bed. I was soaking wet and the
fever was broken. As I turned my head to the room, I saw a fleeting glimpse
of large brown and red and gold wings leaving the open window. Twelve years
have passed and that experience has remained as clear and awesome as the day
it happened. My whole life has changed from it and I have become spiritually
stronger. I believe that it was the healing angel, Raphael.
I've had this happen to me quit a few times before. i'd say the closest
time came when one day i was feeling tired so i decided to lay down ,
and when i did supposely i fell asleep.
I don't know if this was a dream or not, but i'm just gonna say it was a
dream... i had dreamed i was in labor and everything was so real , when
i really started to feel pain i started to cry and i thought "is this
real pain"? .
I was gonna there labor when i felt myself dying , cause then all of the
sudden i couldnt' feel the pain . i can feel my body rising and i
noticed i was up in the air and my body was on the hospital bed and i
could hear the nurses saying "we lost her".
after that i seen a big ray of light and some guy who looked like jesus
tell me to walk in . So i did , and when i did we went for a walk in
beatiful garden and i thought "could this be heaven"? after a few
minutes of walking he said"you must go back". I said "but it is so
beatiful" , all of the sudden my voice was fading and i could feel
myself falling really fast and back to the emergency room i was. then i
just kept falling and it got black ..... then there i was laying right
on my bed in a hospital gown. I don't know if it was real or my fiancee,
or friends playing a joke on me since i woke up in a hospital gown but
i'm not afaird of death now.
O,Brien.
About two years ago, on June, 20,1998, I was in a very bad car accident. I was
the
passenger in a small pickup. The driver of the truck was drunk and I was unknowing as
to
the extenet of his drunkenness. We were going 80, or faster when we hit a tree head
on. I
was not wearing a seat belt.I had braced myself for the impact because I had seen it
coming,
and screamed out, "OH, GOD"! After the impact was over I looked down at my mangled
body, and realized that I was in deep trouble. I had no clue that my aorta (the main
artery in
your heart) had torn.My left (femue) leg, was badly broken,and so was alot of the rest
of my
body. The left side of my face was gone as well. I sat helpless pinned in the truck
for more
than 8 hours, (I should have already been dead by then.)By the time the ambulance
arrived I
was slipping away. The EMT kept trying to talk to me about my children to keep my
"with
him". He later told me that I died with my face in his hands. This was a difficult
thing to hear,
and is still very hard for me to tell! I arrived at the hospital here. The police had
already
contacted my family. I was refusing treatment, I was in so much pain. My mother
grabbed
my face and told me "Angie you are knocking at deaths door, please, let them help
you." The
next thing I rememeber was being airlifted to a bigger hospitol for heart surgery. I
was now
11 hours with a torn aorta, and dieing. I was afraid to be alone. That was my worst
fear was
that I was going to die alone.I made it through only by the grace of God! The doctors
had
told my family that I had little to no chance, 3% they were told. I later found out 3%
was of a
million. I consider myself a miracle as well do my family and doctors. I don't recall
a bright
light, however I can tell you that there was an angel with me in that truck. I truely
beleive it
was my gaurdian angel. I have since recovered only to now realize I can see ghost. I
am very
scared and in need of some help with this. I know nothing about this. I've tried to
tell people
but noone believes me! My doctor had put me on so much medication and called them
dillusions. I just recently got a visit from an aaaunt that passed away, and she left
me a
message for my mother, but I am afraid to tell her. I hope that whoever reads this may
in
some way be able to help me. I am no longer on meds, and this is no dillusion! Please
help
me, but only if you think you can. Serious inquiries only please. I feel as though I'm
still trapped....Angela.
One night, I stepped out on the landing outside the back entrance to have a
cigarette while waiting for my technicians to close their patients charts. I
sat down on the first step and lit the cigarette, when I heard my Dad say in
a very loud voice, "If you don't do something to change your life, you will
never see another Christmas!" Without thinking, I leapt completely off the
flight of stairs to the sidewalk below and ran out of the parking lot to the
street. Then I spun around and looked behind me, my father had died 13
months before, hearing his voice was a tremendous shock. The was no sign of
anyone on the landing, the stairs or in the parking lot which was very
brightly lighted. It wasn't until I got home that I calmed down enough to
get over hearing his voice and realized what he had said. My response was to
make an appointment with my doctor for a complete physical, but all the
results were very normal.
I dont know if I am right when I say that the tunnel is not there. Just
un aperence, but here is my story.
In the year of 2000 in december at crhistmass I woke up in morning at
6.00 am.
At this time of year (winter) I usually dont use to wake up that sudden.
I was ill... My mom tryed to get a doctor but there was no time for me
to come to the nerest hospital. We tryed to get some medecin becuase of
my fever, but I did not get better. After several houres I went back to
bed and I was very tierd.
I fell a sleep and I started dreaming about the santa telling me:
yesterday was 3 days of your life and tommorow will be your desteny.
suddenly I woke upp again and as fast I opend my eyes I saw something in
the end of the room. Something bigg and bright was standing there
looking at me.
He told me to take his hand, I was so afraid of him so I closed my eyes
in hope I would not see him again.
I opend my eyes and he was gone.
The illness of mine began to fade away and it was al gone at new year.
I belive that the time he was in my room he tried to help me.
I looked at the clook and saw it was 6.00 am again.
I belive he took me back in time wile he was healing me.
Paralumun New Age Village