"Has anyone had a near death experience"

Well, there was that time when I was married to my ex.

Hi Debbie I've had a similar experience I can share...


I was 17.. I had just finished another round of chemo, and was finally home in my own bed after an 8 day hospital stay.. I remember it as clear as if it were just yesterday.. I was laying in my bed and my mom had just quietly closed my bedroom door after a soft 'good-nite'.. I turned onto my side and exhaled, knowing I was safe at home, comfy, and in for what I thought, was going to be an awesome nights sleep (no matter what anyone says, you never really "REST" in a hospital...)

sometime later during the night, my mom had gotten up.. she later said she had had a strong urge to check on me after she was abruptly woken from a deep sleep.. I remember vividly watching her open the door to let the kitchen light in.. as she stood frozen, with an expression quickly turning to fright, I had the strangest feeling of warmth overcome me.. there was a soft pale yellowish green light slowly descending to engulf me.. I felt pinned, like I couldn't move, but I was not at all afraid.. I distinctly heard the sound of my hair crackle as the weight of my head was being lifted off the pillow.. for an all too brief moment I glanced at the doorway and the figure of my mom, statue-like, with her mouth open and eyes wide and staring.. then she and the world, were no more.. there was no tunnel only warmth, and that eerie glow surrounding me..

what felt like seconds later, I found myself on a mountain plateau.. there were people milling about.. far off, the landscape was that of majestic mountains and lush thick forests of green.. it was peaceful, serene.. the plateau was about several hundred feet wide and long, aside from the small group of people that gave the appearance of waiting (like that at a train station, waiting for an arrival), sat a lone tree, full in bloom, emanating a sense of contentment, peace and all things good. As I took my first steps down the dirt path, I noticed a man approaching me.. his arms were relaxed at his sides and his palms were facing towards me.. I felt an immediate inner calm.. I knew this man, but I'd never met or seen him before.. he smiled, a smile that could melt even the most solid of icebergs, in a single heartbeat.. continuing to approach me he said "this is not your time.. there is still much you need to do" tilting his head gently to one side as he spoke.. the next thing I knew I was in an emergency room, looking down from the ceiling at my lifeless body laying on a gurney, surrounded by doctors and nurses.. one of the nurses was slowly reaching beside her, moving to switch off a machine.. the doctor was straitening from his hunched over position, hands going limp on the table, shoulders slumping.. another nurse was removing a long tube from my throat.. the doctor was turning away when I felt myself gasp deeply for breath, and sensed life returning to my limbs.. I was now laying on my back, on the gurney, looking up at a very astonished nurse and doctor.. then the noise of the world came rushing back to my ears... I felt pain.. I was alive.

I was later told that when I had stopped breathing, my mom had seen the glow and had watched in horror at what she believed were my final moments on earth.. she had screamed, awoken my dad doing so, and he had rushed to get me into the car and off to the hospital.. for all intents and purposes, I was pronounced DOA at the hospital (they didn't call 911 because the hospital was mere minutes away from our home, and he felt he'd save time by his actions, which he did).. the doctors & team had worked on me for 7 mins and were calling Time Of Death at the very moment I took my next breath..

since that day.. my outlook has changed dramatically, in many ways.. I can't explain the gift I received that day.. I don't recall my parents, the car ride, arriving at the hospital, or anything else that happened on 'earth' during the time I was gone.. but I know, that every step I've taken since, I'm never truly, alone! And that 'gift', has carried me through the trials and tribulations of life.. and given me the courage to achieve the impossible, against all odds, many times more, than I can count!

If so what did you experience? November last year, my mom walked up the stairs and heard me take my last breath, when she came in i was dead, all extremities sionised, Which means I had barley any oxygen for a long time, luckily 3 emergency responde paramedics were here within a few minutes, and after a hour of resuscitation they got me back, they said it was a miracle I survived. I felt this amazing undescribeable peace but I didn't see a tunnel with a light our anything like that, I would be interested to hear your stories and what did you experience? Thankyou.

People come back from being dead all the time... Thanks to CPR. As a firefighter I saw this happen often and some talked about it after. It has nothing to do with Allah or Islam... Why even go there...!!! You wanna see Islam check out ISIL .... A bunch of lawless bandits is all they are!