At the time of my experience I was a
4th year student at Picardo Palma University. One morning my mother came up
to my room to see me because I hadn't come down for breakfast and I had to
go to the university. She found me with a fever. I told her I felt ill.
She gave me a pill to lower the fever, but it didn't go down. I had the
fever for 2 days and nothing helped me feel better. They decided to call
the doctor. He came and examined me and said I possibly had pneumonia. He
gave me an injection but the fever stayed with me all night and got up to
102.2 degrees. That night my parents heard the dishes crash in the kitchen
of our house and heard something walking around in my bedroom but I didn't
make a sound or hear anything.
Well, they took me to the emergency
room of the police hospital where they gave me blood tests. The doctors
came but could find nothing. They didn't know what was wrong with me. The
fever went up to 104 degrees and I began to lose weight very rapidly. I
lost my appetite and they moved me to the neurology department where a
wonderful doctor took care of me. He told me jokes. But I continued to
lose weight. When the illness began I weighed 171 pounds but I was now down
to about 77 pounds.
I began losing strength and my family
and friends couldn't understand anything I said. They said I just made
unintelligible sounds. I became bitter because they couldn't understand me
and they gave me a pencil and paper to communicate with them. I lost so
much strength that I couldn't hold the pencil. I couldn't eat by myself,
either, or get myself to the bathroom. I was practically an invalid. I
could only move my eyes.
My father worked a great distance from
the capital, in the district of Moquegua, the port of Ilo, to be precise.
He worked at the hospital of the American company that mined copper in
Toquepala. They called him and told him I was getting worse by the day
and the fever wouldn't go down from over 104 degrees. They put me in a room
to die and that day I had a very strange experience. The medical supply
room was about 65 feet from my room so I don't know how I heard my father's
voice as he talked with a doctor. It seemed as if they were conversing in
my ear very clearly. My father began crying and asked the doctor, "Why is
this happening to my son since he is at the start of his life and has his
whole life before him? I would prefer to die rather than my son. I have
lived a long time." Tears came to my eyes. I wanted to be by his side and
tell him I loved him. I felt very sick but at the same time I felt great
love for my father.
A little while later my father came
into the room with a big smile. He hugged and kissed me and asked how I was
doing. He said, "I know you are going to get better." He didn't know I had
heard the whole conversation with the doctor. I didn't want to cry and
cause him pain but the tears got the better of me. The next day they called
a priest to come give me the last rites. I groaned and wanted him to go
away. It seems they understood my feelings and told him to leave.
I didn't want to go to sleep because I
knew if I closed my eyes I would die. In the afternoon I tried to close my
eyes and I seemed to fall into an infinite abyss. I opened my eyes and the
nurse was at my side. I had urinated on myself without realizing it. This
day, as a last resort, they took a spinal tap. The doctor didn't know how
to insert the needle well and caused me a lot of pain and my face and hands
twisted up. They called the neurologist but my father came in and smoothed
out my face and hands and I was OK. They tested me by sticking needles in
the soles of my feet. I reacted well. They called another neurologist to
tap and I became tense because of the trauma of the first attempt. I
withstood the pain. There wasn't much that time. It was about 9 o'clock at
night. I'm not really sure. There was a crucifix on the wall in front of
my bed. I prepared to meet God and told him I couldn't take any more. My
family members told me that during the last week my eyes went blank as I
looked upward. I couldn't take any more and closed my eyes.
I suddenly felt absorbed into a dark
tunnel that carried me upward. Below me there was what appeared to be a
flaming cloth but I was traveling at high velocity. The strange thing is I
didn't collide with the walls. Suddenly I saw a light that grew brighter
and brighter as I slowed down and I got nearer. I closed my eyes but could
see the light as well as when they were open. At first I resisted the light
out of fear and dread but gave myself over to its power. It was as if a
thousand atomic bombs exploded in front of you.
Suddenly I sensed I entered into the
brightest part of a sun, then into the least bright where I gave myself over
and became part of an infinite whole. I then felt transported to a world of
light and I felt I was being carried in God's arms. The great light asked
me how I felt and I said I felt fine. All this dialog was communicated in
thoughts. My surroundings were warm and inviting like being in my mother's
He told me to stay but I said "no."
He then carried me to a paradise, a beautiful forest full of phosphorescent
colors, yellow-blue waves. The colors were alive. I was a few feet in the
air. I no longer had a body. I was pure vision. Suddenly, something like
a butterfly came toward me. It wasn't a butterfly, it was a large angel. I
don't know what gender it was. It was beautiful. It had large wings. It
carried me into paradise for recreation. It also took me to a clear,
transparent river. The truth is I didn't believe in angels at the time.
Now I do.
Then I appeared once again with the
great light and I could barely see some old men with beards observing me
from on high. I told God I wanted to go back to take care of some things.
He then took me to a kind of giant screen and my life started regressing
back to my childhood and I was aware of some faults I had. I felt like an
embarrassed child full of remorse. I believe those who have serious faults
must feel like they are burning. That must be hell. I don't believe in a
hell that burns people because God is love and He can't burn anybody. It is
the conscience of each person that makes one feel whatever they deserve.
Suddenly I opened my eyes and I was in
my hospital bed. I had the urge to pee. I pulled out the needles in my
arms, the tube in my nose, and felt that my strength had returned. I tried
to stand up little by little. I felt electricity in my legs. I grabbed
onto the wall and left the room. Everybody in the adjoining beds were
shocked and called the doctors and nurses. I wouldn't let anybody grab me.
I got to the bathroom and peed, all on my own. On the way back I let them
help support me. The next day I ate gelatin without help. The doctors were
amazed at my recovery. Three days later I was almost normal except I had
many dizzy spells. The diagnosis was that I had meningitis. I was unable
to stand on one foot, and I was unable to pass some tests like grabbing the
tip of my nose and others. After 7 days they discharged me. I told some
people about my experience and they said I was crazy. My own doctor had me
get psychiatric help because I said that I spoke with God.
After the experience I would leave my
body at night when I would go to sleep. I couldn't get back and it was
terrible. It was a nightmare for me. But over time and by researching what
had happened to me, I began meditating and started having many experiences
outside the norm. It would take a long time to relate everything.
Please forgive me for all the typos.
I'm writing as rapidly as I can because others are waiting for the
computer. Thank you very much. If this helps anyone I will be happy and
Was the kind of experience difficult
to express in words?
Yes Everything was a divine, striking experience, where just talking
about it or remembering it makes me want to cry.
At the time of this experience, was
there an associated life threatening event?
Yes They called my parents and told them I could die at any moment. The
doctors couldn't find the reason for my illness. They gave me all kinds of
tests including a spinal tap with four different taps to extract the fluid.
My strength left. Little by little I lost the strength in my muscles. I
was an invalid. I couldn't speak. The fed me intravenously. But I was
aware of everything. My ears were able to hear things a long way off. If I
closed my eyes I knew I would die. I was in a constant struggle with death.
At what time during the experience
were you at your highest level of consciousness and alertness?
I think during the whole experience.
But when I saw my family in the screen it seemed I was very conscious of
what life is all about.
How did your highest level of
consciousness and alertness during the experience compare to your normal
every day consciousness and alertness?
More consciousness and alertness than normal
If your highest level of consciousness
and alertness during the experience was different from your normal every day
consciousness and alertness, please explain:
I can only compare it to when I am in deep meditation or when I just finish
meditating, or after a ritual.
Did your vision differ in any way from
your normal, everyday vision (in any aspect, such as clarity, field of
vision, colors, brightness, depth perception degree of
solidness/transparency of objects, etc.)?
Yes Very much.
Did your hearing differ in any way
from your normal, everyday hearing (in any aspect, such as clarity, ability
to recognize source of sound, pitch, loudness, etc.)?
Yes Very much
Did you experience a separation of
your consciousness from your body?
What emotions did you feel during the
Profound feelings, I don't know how to explain them. Timelessness. It is
another dimension of love, love, love, love, love, love.........
Did you pass into or through a tunnel
Yes As I explained
Did you see a light?
Yes As I explained
Did you meet or see any other beings?
Yes The great angel moved about. It did not fly but it had wings. They
did not flap but it moved. God, as far as I am concerned, is light. My
concept of God is light...not Jesus.
Did you experience a review of past
events in your life?
Yes I returned much more spiritual, with a great social consciousness. I
started visiting orphanages to take used clothing. I took rice, noodles,
food to my poor family members. I taught Karate free where there was a lot
of poverty. I believe in Buddha, Christ, Krishna, Mohammed, in the sun as a
representation of God in the physical world. I learned to love and to work
Did you observe or hear anything
regarding people or events during your experience that could be verified
Did you see or visit any beautiful or
otherwise distinctive locations, levels or dimensions?
Yes As I explained, a paradise or beautiful forest.
Did you have any sense of altered
space or time? Yes I
don't know how much time it lasted. Perhaps a second or half an hour. I
Did you have a sense of knowing
special knowledge, universal order and/or purpose?
Yes That death is part of life. It is rest. Everything is perfect in the
universe. Everybody has what they deserve. It is hard to learn not to be
afraid of death but not desiring it, either.
Did you reach a boundary or limiting
No I was everywhere at once
Did you become aware of future events?
Yes What I can tell you is that some of my friends now consider me to be a
seer, a prophet.
Did you have any psychic, paranormal
or other special gifts following the experience you did not have prior to
the experience? Yes
Have you shared this experience with
others? Yes My
friends considered me crazy when I left the hospital. Many years later I
saw a movie that said many people have experienced life after life. I began
to cry in the theater. I wanted to tell everybody that what they were
seeing was true. Since that day I have been more at peace. I knew that
many have had the experience. I felt very happy. I have always wanted to
have a friend who had had this experience. But I don't feel alone anymore.
Did you have any knowledge of near
death experience (NDE) prior to your experience?
How did you view the reality of your
experience shortly (days to weeks) after it happened:
Experience was definitely real More than ever because my mind worked at a
thousand miles per hour. At school, I was never good at math. When I
returned to the university I was among the best and I arrived at the answers
differently than anyone else. I was also good at philosophy and I was
always searching for God.
Were there one or several parts of the
experience especially meaningful or significant to you?
Everything was significant, but I know there are more things and they begin
to reveal themselves little by little.
How do you currently view the reality
of your experience:
Experience was definitely real For me, it was an invitation from
God to experience a more rapid personal change in myself. I know that by
consciously meditating one can arrive at higher levels of consciousness. I
have a greater understanding of life. I know that by simply dying, there is
a very special place awaiting where God will receive us.
Have your relationships changed
specifically as a result of your experience?
Yes Of course.
Have your religious
beliefs/practices changed specifically as a result of your
Yes It's a long story...
Following the experience, have you had
any other events in your life, medications or substances which reproduced
any part of the experience?
Yes During meditation and now during rituals following the cosmology of
the Andean forests in my country.
Is there anything else you would like
to add concerning the experience?
I long for the other world, my original home, but I know it is necessary to
live in this world.
Did the questions asked and
information you provided so far accurately and comprehensively describe your
Very much so
Are there any other questions we could
ask to help you communicate your experience?
Yes. How has this experience influenced your everyday life and would you
like to relive the experience? What is God or your concept of God?