My Near Death Experience - Part Two
by Jacqueline Synclair Chappell
Part two of two. read Part one here...
The pain possessed my body and I knew I was going in and out of consciousness. But, I welcomed passing out. It was the only time that life seemed bearable.
Everything got quiet and calm and I felt a cool breeze blow across my body. I thought to myself, “Good, I have fallen asleep. But, if I am asleep, why do I know that I am lying in this bed? Open your eyes Jackie.” I directed myself as if I were another person.
It seemed easy to open my eyes, but everything looked so very different. There were colors that I had never seen before around the lamp and the light coming in through a break in the curtained window. I have never seen such colors before or since. I was no longer in my bed.
I was standing in the bedroom doorway. I turned to look at the bed and realized I could see myself lying there. My hair wet and matted, my mouth was slightly opened, and my eyes were gently closed.
I felt so light and so good, that standing there looking at myself really wasn’t much of a concern. I was very comfortable with all of this and I wanted to share my happiness with someone. I moved with grace and agility as I turned to walk down the hallway.
Then I realized that there was NO pain! I could move around this area with no restrictions what so ever! This was wonderful! I quickly discovered that I could only stay in this one area. If I moved left, the room moved with me, keeping the same dimension and size. Each way that I moved it moved too.
There were no walls, yet I knew the space was limited. While I was in this area, I realized that I knew things. I did not have to ask questions. I would know what the answer was as soon as I thought it. I was very accepting of all that was happening. It felt safe, like this was the way everything was supposed to be. I felt connected to something; something special. It was a very unique feeling of unconditional knowledge and an intense power of acceptance.
To my right there was a light. The light seemed to have length and was shaped like a passageway. It was an extremely intense piercing bright light, yet not at all hard on the eye. It was warm with no heat and was exceptionally inviting. The light stayed in my peripheral vision no matter how I turned. It was always just out of reach. I tried and tried to look at it straight on, but it would stay just out of range. I could make out moving figures in the light, but they were fuzzy and not proportional.
I felt content in the “waiting room.” I embraced the calmness of its mild navy blue waves that carried streams of lighter blues in all directions. It looked very similar to opening your eyes while floating weightlessly in a still swimming pool of crystal clean water on a bright sun lit day.
I could sense two remote, yet familiar entities near me. Slowly they came into focus. I became aware of my sister and brother materializing in the foreground. Both had been deceased for several years. They stood approximately 15 feet in front of me, and seemed to be raised about 5 feet from the level at which I stood. This appeared odd to me, even then, that it would be my sister and brother who would approach me. I was not close to either of them in life, so why were they the ones that would come to me here? I could tell that they had come for my benefit. Again, I don’t know how I knew this, I just did. They both looked concerned. They appeared to be in some sort of physical form, yet I recognized that this was only for my understanding. Without saying a word, I told them that I was going to stay and I was ready to go home. Firmly, yet with a deep love, they told me “NO!” I saw that they too did not move their lips yet I knew exactly what they were telling me. I instantly understood that I could not stay. But, that did not mean I was going to instantly agree with that decision. I insisted that I would not return to the pain of where I had been, and I attempted to move towards the light. It continued to stay only in my peripheral view. I could feel the empathy coming from my siblings as I struggled and squirmed to reach the light. I felt them both give me a hug. They did not move from where they were standing, but
the hug was somehow given from a distance, with the same energy and feeling that comes from a physical hug. I was told that I had to return because I was needed to “Guide them in.” To this day, I have no idea exactly what this means. The only thing that I was sure of was that I had to hear this message, and that it was sent by them, from a “Higher Source.” Again, I cannot explain the source or the reasoning behind it. I began to get flustered as I struggled harder to get to the untouchable light. I turned with all of my might; instantly falling backwards. I was sucked out with great force, like being shot from a cannon, but backwards. It was swift and I was jolted back with great intensity. I could hear and even feel the deep “pop” noise made as I was returned to my body. I found myself back in bed. The pain was now more intense than ever.
When I regained my senses, I knew that I would make it out of this intense illness alive and that I would have great life changes and challenges ahead. Some of my more spiritual connections, abilities, and understandings today reinforce the NDE. And sometimes the NDE reinforces and confirms what happens around me. And, when times get hard, it reminds me to remember that I am supposed to be here. I made life changes after returning from my NDE. Some have been good ones and some have not been so good. But, with each experience, I have learned something. I have met several people that say they have needed to meet me too. It has done my heart good to hear that I have helped them understand why they have to go through tough times and life changing battles. When working as a counselor, I used some of the knowledge that I learned from my NDE. Even though this occurred over 15 years ago, I often think back and use the knowledge of what I experienced.
What happened to me was real. I realize that it is not something that most people are exposed to. It was not made up of the material matter from our third dimensional world. There is nothing to touch, see, or feel to verify what happened to me that day. The NDE is hard to prove and hard to recreate in a laboratory; even though some scientists have tried. This is what makes it so controversial. With information that I have gathered, I hope to back up my claims and lay proof to the authenticity of NDE’s.
Part two of two. Read part one here
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