I’ve shared this story with clients and friends over the years when I’ve felt they needed a peptalk or maybe an insight into what this life is really all about. For reasons that are beyond me, I’m feeling the intuitive nudge to write the gist of it down now. It’s fairly brief, and there are two main take aways.

I had been dealing with a life-changing illness for a couple years when it all came to a head in the fall of 1999. The doctors at the time called it severe ulcerative colitis and they offered no reasons for its existence, nor cures. Long story short, I ended up on bedrest in my mid-twenties with a completely malnourished body weighing in at 110 pounds at 6 feet tall. It was not my best look.

Before I continue, I must explain my philosophy on the subject. I had what I call a ‘near death experience’ because I had a very strange experience as I approached or neared physical death. It’s my belief that physical death is an absolute, and there’s no coming back from it. With that said, of course people have had their heart stop beating, respiration cease, and brain activity lessen, only to have it restored afterwards. These conditions usually preclude physical death, but they’re actually just an advanced stage of the continuum of dying that we’re all experiencing.

So, did my heart stop and start again? I have no way of knowing this, because I was alone in bed for hours before and after the event. What I do know is that I was malnourished and dehydrated, and many of my organs were shutting down. I never felt like I lost consciousness throughout the experience, even though it was so far from anything my consciousness had ever experienced.

I thought it was like any other day on bedrest. I didn’t have any special or particular thoughts in mind, and I hadn’t meditated in a long while. When you’re ‘that sick’ the chemistry in your body and brain tend to go a bit wonky, so abnormal thinking and hallucinations are commonplace. But this was different.

Sparing you all the disgusting and horrible symptoms that I was experiencing at the time, I was laying there in a pathetic heap, gazing across the room at the dresser and wall (it was close, about 10 feet away). In a moment, the wall began to ‘stretch out’ towards me and I (my consciousness and mind) began to be ‘drawn in’ to whatever the hell was initiating this.

My first reaction was that of fear. I thought it was actually happening, that I was finally dying. But before I could complete any of that line of thinking, I was completely immersed in some kind of environment of absolute love and wisdom. I’m not claiming to know much of it, but I was surrounded by it, and it was the most calming and peaceful experience I’ve ever known, by Far!

Now for the communication part. Again, I’m not making any religious or otherwise theological claims here, but some form of super intelligent and caring ‘being’ began ‘communicating’ with me at that instant. Other than the wall stretching thing, I didn’t see anything else with my physical eyes. From this point on it was strictly ‘inner’ communication stuff, instantaneous images, thoughts, and feelings.

The first take away went something like this. “Chill out, relax. Stop fearing death, the afterlife is what it’s all about. The spiritual realm is the ‘good’ place and you’re in the ‘bad’ place right now. Meaning, you’re in the place where all kinds of pain and suffering are possible, countless work needs to be done, and good and bad experiences need to be had.”

I wasn’t just told this; I was shown this. I was given a brief and limited ‘vision of feeling’, for what the afterlife has to offer, and it felt so incredibly good that it made me burst into tears for hours on end. It permanently altered my outlook on life.

The second take away was a suggestion of how I should conduct myself going forward in life. So, it was assumed that it wasn’t my time to die, and moving forward, I needed to make some changes. I felt like I had to make a promise in order to receive more time, more life. My insecurities were chuckled at, and I was reassured that I’d feel like I was making a choice, but I really wouldn’t choose any other option. At that point I committed to making the most of every moment I had left.

What can you take away from all of this? Anything you want or nothing at all, it’s up to you. My recommendation is that you at least consider taking a moment, a real devoted moment, to examine your life and its purpose. Because your life is extremely important to you, and to all of existence! Your life, this life, is valuable and special, like a snowflake kind of special. If you believe that your soul reincarnates into and out of many lives, then this one is the only one like it. You will never have this unique experience again, one with this body, mind and heart. It’s an unfathomable combination sequence written in the sky-clock, and that wheel never stops turning in but one direction.

If you are interested in hearing more of my experience or would like help figuring out your life’s purpose, please don’t hesitate to reach out for a consultation or trial of our Threeequency experience. Live well! 😊