Post by aneaglesangel on Jun 6, 2006 16:22:18 GMT -5
This story has stalled me, for though I have gotten past it I will always carry the scars it gave me. I'm not going to give all the gory details for they are very painful to me. Yes, you'll question what exactly happened but what you're probably thinking after you've read this is probably right.
An EMT is driving home and spots something white on the side of the road. Luckily he stopped and discovered me, I was not conscious and not breathing. He called for back up and began CPR, saving my life. I was rushed to the hospital where I spent the next 48 hours in a coma. This is the memory of what I saw while I was on the edge of death.
I wandered and I was lost. I didn't know where I was but I was scared and my body hurt, I felt as if the life was ebbing from me and I couldn't continue walking I felt so weak. Up ahead, I saw a doorway filled with light. I struggled to reach it, not knowing where it led. As I came to the doorway and looked inside, I discovered a room with big windows and this golden light was shining in through them. I had never seen sunlight look quite like this before but it's light made me feel at peace. I entered the room and found inside was a bed. For some reason I knew that if I laid down on the bed that I would be safe. I knew somehow that if I laid down and went to sleep on the bed that I would be healed.
I laid down on the bed and I could feel the golden light warming me and taking away the pain. I felt safer than I have ever felt in my life, even to this day. With difficulty, I raised my head to stare out the windows seaching for the source of this light. I could not find it, it seemed to be all around me and not only shining in from the windows but the very air seemed to glow with it. My head grew heavy and my body was weak. I curled up on the bed and fell into a heavy deep, dark sleep in which no visions or dreams could enter.
When I awoke, I was very confused to find myself in a different room than the one I had entered in my dream. My mind kept coming back to that room and I couldn't fathom how or why I was brought to this one. Then I figured it all out and I knew I was in the hospital. I knew what had happened to me, even though I couldn't remember it. So my time of not caring much about myself began and it was a hard road I walked, until the day I met Leo and then I finally realized that I was someone good and I didn't have one good reason to blame myself for events I had no control over. The memory lived in my heart for many years but I still could not imagine where I had been when I entered that golden room.
Later, I had others experience the entity that had been my secret through my childhood and teenage years. I finally began to realize that there was something going on and I wasn't imagining it. I sought help and was put in contact with a member of a Christian Church who was also a psychic healer. He believed in Native American ways and blessed my house with me. He also taught me quite a lot about myself. He asked me many questions and one of them pertained to my time in a coma. When I told him of the room and the golden light, he looked at me and exclaimed, "Bless you! You do know what that was don't you?"
I shook my head, of course I didn't know. He replied, "you were in the arms of God."
I opened my mouth to negate his claim but then shut it right back up. I suddenly knew in my heart that he was right. I finally knew in my soul that there is a higher power and that it had come to me in my time of need and sheltered and protected me within its loving arms. Later, when I banished my spirit, it was this vision and the knowledge that the love of the higher power was mine and everyone's that helped me to triumph. To this day, when I'm feeling down, I call up the memory of that golden, shining light and it sets my soul at ease.
I hope that by sharing my story, others will know that this light is everyone's to share! It is around us and inside us every day, if we just look hard enough, it's not so hard to see!!
An EMT is driving home and spots something white on the side of the road. Luckily he stopped and discovered me, I was not conscious and not breathing. He called for back up and began CPR, saving my life. I was rushed to the hospital where I spent the next 48 hours in a coma. This is the memory of what I saw while I was on the edge of death.
I wandered and I was lost. I didn't know where I was but I was scared and my body hurt, I felt as if the life was ebbing from me and I couldn't continue walking I felt so weak. Up ahead, I saw a doorway filled with light. I struggled to reach it, not knowing where it led. As I came to the doorway and looked inside, I discovered a room with big windows and this golden light was shining in through them. I had never seen sunlight look quite like this before but it's light made me feel at peace. I entered the room and found inside was a bed. For some reason I knew that if I laid down on the bed that I would be safe. I knew somehow that if I laid down and went to sleep on the bed that I would be healed.
I laid down on the bed and I could feel the golden light warming me and taking away the pain. I felt safer than I have ever felt in my life, even to this day. With difficulty, I raised my head to stare out the windows seaching for the source of this light. I could not find it, it seemed to be all around me and not only shining in from the windows but the very air seemed to glow with it. My head grew heavy and my body was weak. I curled up on the bed and fell into a heavy deep, dark sleep in which no visions or dreams could enter.
When I awoke, I was very confused to find myself in a different room than the one I had entered in my dream. My mind kept coming back to that room and I couldn't fathom how or why I was brought to this one. Then I figured it all out and I knew I was in the hospital. I knew what had happened to me, even though I couldn't remember it. So my time of not caring much about myself began and it was a hard road I walked, until the day I met Leo and then I finally realized that I was someone good and I didn't have one good reason to blame myself for events I had no control over. The memory lived in my heart for many years but I still could not imagine where I had been when I entered that golden room.
Later, I had others experience the entity that had been my secret through my childhood and teenage years. I finally began to realize that there was something going on and I wasn't imagining it. I sought help and was put in contact with a member of a Christian Church who was also a psychic healer. He believed in Native American ways and blessed my house with me. He also taught me quite a lot about myself. He asked me many questions and one of them pertained to my time in a coma. When I told him of the room and the golden light, he looked at me and exclaimed, "Bless you! You do know what that was don't you?"
I shook my head, of course I didn't know. He replied, "you were in the arms of God."
I opened my mouth to negate his claim but then shut it right back up. I suddenly knew in my heart that he was right. I finally knew in my soul that there is a higher power and that it had come to me in my time of need and sheltered and protected me within its loving arms. Later, when I banished my spirit, it was this vision and the knowledge that the love of the higher power was mine and everyone's that helped me to triumph. To this day, when I'm feeling down, I call up the memory of that golden, shining light and it sets my soul at ease.
I hope that by sharing my story, others will know that this light is everyone's to share! It is around us and inside us every day, if we just look hard enough, it's not so hard to see!!