My First Near Death Experience
remember this one time when I was about two and a half years old (1974-1975,
somewhere in Texas) , it was my first death experience. It was late, but not
late enough to go to bed yet. Mom had a guy friend over, they were talking in
the dinning room. Dad was away at work (as usual). All of us kids were in the
living room watching television. Mom ordered us to stay in there, and to not
bother her for any reason, or else. Anyway, as we was watching the TV, an ad
came on stating that the next show showing was going to be in color (remind you
that the year was 1975). The only color television set that we had was in
mom’s bedroom. After several minutes of my brothers talking my sisters into
asking mom, one of the older sisters did go into the dinning room and ask.
remember hearing screams, and glass breaking, then crying. A couple of minutes
later, mom came out and said that we could, as long as we did not leave the
bedroom, and as long as we were so quiet that she didn’t even know that we
were here. My sister, whom was still crying, was painfully holding her left arm.
Then mom threatened us for a couple of minutes. Afterwards, she marched us into
her bedroom, and sat all of us down on the floor. Her bed was off limits, nobody
was aloud on it, not even to sit. She turned on the TV, changed it to the
correct station, and then turned the volume down to where you could just barely
hear the loud parts. She then again threatened us, telling us how much she would
punish us if we even dared touch the volume control. As she left, she turned all
of the lights off except for one (which was a lamp in the corner) and opened the
door all the way. She then went and rejoined her guest.
all watched with excitement as the movie began, starting with the colored
peacock, it looked so neat. After several minutes into the movie, I became bored
with it and wanted to go play. Knowing that I couldn’t leave the bedroom
though, I decided to play on the bed. I climbed up onto it and began jumping up
and down. Oh, it was so fun. I heard one of my sisters harshly whisper to me to
stop jumping on the bed, and to get off. Of course however, I did not want to
stop, so I ignored them and continued jumping. The youngest of the four older
sisters, Donda, decided to force me to stop by pushing me. She did it the
correct way in all, as I would have fell safely onto the bed. But, because I
didn’t want to stop, nor did I want to fall, I twisted my body in efforts to
stop the fall. In doing so, my feet got caught up in the already tight covers
and it slung shot me downward, off the backside of the bed. This is where things
began to get strange.
I began to fall, time slowed down to extremes. Everything was moving so slowly,
it was neat. My vision then split, as I was now able to see from two different
points of view. One point of view was from my eyes, of course. The other point
of view, however, was from about thirty to forty feet up, looking straight down
onto me. It was as if I was in the sky above the house, and the roof of the
house was simply not there. I could see every room and every body in the house.
I watched from this newly gained point of view, I saw that I was still falling
off the side of the bed. I seen from my eyes’ point of view that I was falling
toward a wooden end table in the corner, near the head of the bed. Looking at
the table, I seen several items on it, a lamp which was on, an alarm clock, a
couple of paper back books, some wooden coasters, and a blue swirled glass
almost full of tea which was sitting on the corner of the end table. Still
falling, I saw that I was going to fall onto the glass. Watching, not being able
to do anything about it, I simply looked. I seen that the glass of tea had some
ice cubes in it, and that they were almost completely melted. The glass was
about 2/3rds full, and had a lot of condensation lingering on the sides of the
glass. Still falling, I saw that my face was going to hit the glass.
Just as the rim of the glass touched my skin, I looked into the glass to
see the calm liquid vibrantly shatter and explode into my eyes as my forehead
crushed onto it. From the above point of view, I saw my body continuing to fall,
as my head crushed through the glass, then slammed onto the corner of the wooden
end table, then onto the floor, as my body’s weight followed through.
then heard a very loud frightening scream, as my sister (Donda) screamed in
terror. I seen everyone jump up and scream along with her as they looked and saw
my body lying there on the floor, bleeding like you wouldn’t believe. I saw
mom in the other room, instantly getting upset, she quickly stomped her way down
the hallway and into the bedroom. As she entered into the room, she looked over
at me, and instantly changed from extremely upset to total fear. She ran over to
me, picked me up into her arms, yelled at someone to turn on her bathroom light
(her bedroom had its own bathroom), and then quickly carried me into it. She sat
down on the commode, with me in her lap. She grabbed some towels and began
wiping off some of the blood, trying to soak it up faster than it was coming
out, in efforts to see just how bad it was. As everyone was standing in the
bathroom doorway, Donda squeezed through, held up a large band aid, and asked,
crying, “Momma, Momma will this help? Momma, Will this make him all better?”
continuing to wipe off the blood from my face, managed to clear my eyes. Looking
out of them, I was able to see my reflection in the mirror. My skin was a pale
gray color, and the blood was so red, so dark. I seen my forehead in the
reflection also, the skin was ripped apart, I could even see the white of bone.
It even looked as if part of the bone was broken and chipped off. At that time,
the blood flow slowed down, and mom was able to wipe a lot of the blood off,
giving her a really good look. She then answered Donda, saying in a low, sad,
crying voice, “No honey, I am afraid that it won’t.” Everyone stared
crying, even mom, as she gently rocked me back and forth in her arms.
vision then went totally to the birds eyes view. I just watched. I remember
feeling satisfied and happy, as if I was in a play or something and performed
exactly as I was suppose to have. But then, I felt as if I was not the only one
watching, as I felt that I was being watched by tens of thousands of other
people. It felt creepy. Curious as to who was watching me, I turned around to
look. To my surprise, I saw nothing, and I mean that also. I saw nothing. There
were no stars, no clouds, no sky, no air even, it was simply an enormously large
and vast void of nothing. I then began to fall into it, uncontrollably, and at a
very fast rate.
a couple of seconds, I could feel a tingling sensation, similar to the sensation
of being sprayed with a very fine mist of cold water while trying to sun bath on
a really hot day. It felt rather good actually, even though it only lasted for a
couple of seconds.
falling, I became curious about my body, so I looked down to see it. I did not
see a body, not one of flesh and blood anyways. But instead, my body was made up
of a bluish green colored aura of light - more green than blue. But even though
it was light, it did not seem to have a source, it was simply a glow of light. I
felt very familiar with it, as I remembered that it was normal, and paid it no
seconds later, still falling, everything became so clear, as I was able to see
for miles on end, even though there was nothing to look at. It seemed as if I
was previously falling through fog, and just didn’t realize it, and now I was
through it. The sight of the vastness of the void was breathtaking.
several minutes, I seen in the far distance ahead of me what appeared to be a
very thin line, stretching horizontally at eye level. I was falling straight
toward it. Looking at it, it stretched outward on both sides for what seemed
like forever in distance. The closer I fall toward it, the bigger it got, slowly
stretching vertically, getting taller and taller by the second. The closer I
fell toward it, the brighter it got also. It was pure white. It almost hurt to
look at it. Falling, getting really close to it, I could begin to hear the sound
of electricity as it began to hum. It sounded like a million locus’s chirping
their annoying fluctuating noise that they make. After a few seconds, as I was
getting extremely close to it, the sounds were deafening. It sounded so awful,
so loud. Looking at this great white wall of light, I couldn’t help but wonder
what was going to happen as soon as I hit it. The light was so thick and bold
that the wall appeared to be solid, and my rate of decent never slowed. I was
still falling as fast as ever. However, as soon as I did collide into it, the
light simply shut off, and the sound was instantly gone, as the wall of light
was only as thin as light itself. Continue I fell. After several minutes, I fell
through another wall of white light, then another. I fell through about eight of
falling through the last one, I fell into what seemed like clouds. The only
light I could see was coming from my own bodily aura. As I fell into these
clouds, my light was restricted and I could only see the fog like cloud
environment around me. Several seconds later, I fell through the clouds,
entering into a tunnel. I fell about ¼ way into its diameter. I then stopped
falling. I simply floated there inside of this unbelievably large tunnel.
around, I seen that a golden cast of light was coming from one end of the
tunnel, which sort of lit things up, highlighting the edges. Looking at the
walls of this tunnel, due to the golden cast of light, I was able to see that
they were made up of clouds, bubbly cotton ball type clouds.
down the tunnel, in the direction opposite from where the light was coming from,
I saw that the tunnel and everything that was in side of it simply faded away
into the darkness. Looking at the end where the light was coming from, I saw
that the tunnel was indeed very long, as I was unable to see the end from this
view. Looking around inside of the tunnel, I noticed that there were things in
things were various size balls of electric fire. They were magnificent, and
their colors looked so lively. The closest that I have yet to come to see
anything even close to those colors are from the various colors seen when you
arc electricity through tubes of various gas’s, and still, it doesn’t even
really come close. Each ball of fire burned in its own unique set of colors, and
they were of all different sizes. Looking at these balls of fire, I noticed a
very thin, dull, sandy gold string was attached to it, and the other end was
attached to another ball of fire, and so on and so forth, which seemed as if all
of these balls of fire were attached to one another.
Looking at one of these strings, I noticed that it appeared to be moving.
Wanting a better look, I telescopically zoomed in with my vision (which also
felt like a normal and natural ability).
I zoomed in, I saw that the string was actually a row of people, and the people
were moving. They were not of flesh of course, but had bodies of sandy golden
dull light. I noticed that they were coming out of one ball of fire and going
into another. I also noticed that there were larger souls position stationary
along their paths. They seemed to be guiding the people to where they were
supposed to go (you go here, you go there, you go to that one over there,
etc.…). I noticed that some would come out of one, loop around and go right
back into the one they just came out from. I also noticed that overall, everyone
seemed to be generally moving toward the end of the tunnel where the light was
then looked at the walls of the tunnel again. I was curious, so I forced myself
to move closer to it. The closer I came to the walls of clouds, the more
negative and afraid I felt. Unable to bare it any longer, I quickly retreated
back into the tunnel, towards it center. As I did, the more toward the center of
the tunnel that I went, the more positive, the more comforted, the more secure
and loved that I felt, which relaxed me. As I relaxed, I floated back to the
spot where I originally was at. I then looked at the end of the tunnel where the
light was coming from. I remember that it felt warm and comforting. This of
course made me curious, so I began zooming in.
I zoomed in, I could not believe how long this tunnel actually was. It was huge.
And the amount of balls of fire that were in it, my goodness, I could not even
begin to count. It had to be in the millions, at least. As I zoomed in, I looked
at these balls of fire, and began to realize that they were life (life as in
life here on earth right now is one life', Not life as in 'an individual life
form'). Each ball of fire represented a totally different and unimaginable
reality. Each one was unique, each one was so different from the other. I later
realized that they were actually realms of life. Each ball of fire was a
different realm of life, which had it’s own unique reality. I noticed that the
closer I got to the end of the tunnel, the more bold and powerful the souls from
the realms were becoming from having lived and experienced so much.
I realized then also that death was not a part of life, but rather, life
was a small part of death. I have since then realized too that so many people
have misguided and obscured beliefs about death, which is understandable I
guess, since not many people know what is actually in death and what death is
actually about. They only know life, because they have no memory of anything
else (there is a reason for this also).
as I zoomed in, I finally reached the end. The end of the tunnel opened up like
a flask, as if I was inside of a funnel coming out of the larger end. The tunnel
opened up to a stoned brick wall. The bricks of this wall were made up of gold.
I saw two very tall and slender doors in the middle, and stairs that
outstretched into the tunnel. I
noticed that one of the doors was opened a little, which allowed me to look in.
I was unable to zoom in any further, but was able to look inside.
I saw light blue fog, which looked like a foggy spring morning. It looked so
peaceful and rich. I noticed that the bricks were made up of transparent gold,
as I could see through them. However, I was not able to see beyond the wall. I
noticed that as the light beyond passed through this wall of transparent golden
bricks, that it cast a golden tint out into the tunnel.
onto the steps, I noticed that one of the really big souls had finished all of
the lives, and was allowed to go beyond. As he floated up to the bottom step, he
manifested into flesh and walked up the stairs towards the door. He would not
have been considered to be a human though, not to us here any ways. As he walked
up the stairs, I watched with such pride and joy for him, as he boasted with
pride himself. He did in fact accomplish something great and deserved it.
this time, my attention was instantly snapped back to where I was actually
floating at, as I noticed that two of the larger guide souls were approaching
me. One appeared to be very happy, the other appeared to be angry, but it was
felt (emotionally attuned) that it was not angry at me. They flew up behind me
and began pushing me. I was unable to resist as they pushed me into a nearby
ball of fire, one which I did not remember seeing earlier. As I entered into it,
I could see sparks of electricity snapping all around me. These sparks were
thicker than I was, which caused me to be a bit scared. As I was floating inward
into it, I noticed that it too had stairs, however it was just known that these
stairs were not meant to be walked on. They were old, cracked and dusty.
I entered deep into it alone (the two guides stayed out), everything became
pitch black, and then images began flashing before me. These images were still
images, and were flashing faster than I could keep up with. It was as if someone
had set a slid projector on super high speed. I did notice that they were of
ordinary things. They were images of things that most people naturally ignore,
such as a broken tree limb laying next to a certain road in a specific location.
Another one was a glance through some trees, seeing a valley between mountains.
Another one was seeing a pitcher of tea sitting on a kitchen table.
Things like that. The second to last picture I saw was of a young female. She
was very young, very pretty. She had black (or real dark) hair. She was standing
on a white porch (or balcony) watching the sunrise over the city that she lived
in. She was holding my newly born baby. She seemed so sad, so lonely, so
depressed that I was no longer there. I felt as if I am to die again before ever
possibly even knowing that I had a child. I feel for her. The last image I saw
was of a castle. It was golden, but was dull and lifeless. It simply floated
there in the middle of emptiness, of darkness. I remember feeling pity for it.
Then everything began to swirl, making me dizzy, as I was instantly and forcibly
slammed back into my body. I remember being sad, because I did not want to
return back here.
being able to see out of my eyes now, I could see a very bright light in the
middle of a circular mirror, which was shinning directly onto my face. I
fearfully looked around, seeing some doctors standing over me and some nurses in
the background. They were all rushing and moving around so fast, as if they were
panicking. One doctor who was standing right beside my head looked into my eyes
and said, “He’s back! You’re back! You are safe now, Try and relax!
Everything will be all right. Try and relax.”
of a sudden, memories of what my brain had continued to record began rushing to
my consciousness. I remember being in a car, I was in mom’s lap as some guy
drove. I remember mom squeezing my forehead real tight with one hand and
slapping me in the face with the other, while crying, yelling “Wake up! Wake
up!” I remember looking out of my
eyes, seeing that we ran a red stop light. I remember being outside of town,
because the only thing I seen was the taillight of a car way far in front of us,
no street lights, no houses. I remember lying on a roller bed, as someone was
slowly pushing me down a hallway. I then remember the bright light in the middle
of the mirror.
remembering back to the present, my head instantly began to unbelievably hurt,
and I felt dizzy and weak, and passed out.
had never been to a church before then, I didn’t even know what a Bible was,
let alone God. Before then, I thought that when you died, that was it, you were
simply non existent, since that is what mom had told me. But then again, I was
only two and a half years old. I have later grown to learn that mom was angry
with God, and blamed God for all of her problems and losses. This makes sense as
to why she told me what she did.
am 28 years old now, living near Houston Texas. I am male, ex-Navy of six years,
and I have had some college, as well as several government technical field
schools (Advanced electronics and computers, Radar operator, and Long Range
AEGIS SPY Track-II 3-D Doppler Radar Repair Technician). I am currently a
Research and Development Lab Technician.
I seldom remember my dreams, and usually forget the ones that I do remember
within a hour or two from waking up at night, I often sense a feeling of de javu,
not as if I had lived that experience before, but rather that I had dreamed that
experience before, and I often remember having had that dream (usually about two
years before the de javu experience) at the time of the deja vu experience. Other than that, I am unaware of any other active abilities.
have told this experience to most of my family members (brothers and sisters,
mainly to see if they remembered it or not), as well as a few friends here and
best part about the NDE was when I retracted back towards the center of the
tunnel, it felt so good, so peaceful, so secure. The worst part about the NDE
was being slammed back into my body at the doctors table. I felt cheated.