A near-death experience (NDE) refers to personal experiences associated with impending death, encompassing multiple possible sensations including detachment from the body, feelings of levitation, total serenity, security, warmth, the experience of absolute dissolution, and the presence of a light. These phenomena are usually reported after an individual has been pronounced clinically dead or has been very close to death. (Wikipedia)
Have you ever wondered what happens when you die? Is there a heaven, Valhalla, are we reborn or do we simply dissolve into the ground. It sounds morbid but it is the basis for an ongoing debate. Thanks to a lucky few who faced The River Styx and managed to score a return ticket, we’re able to gain a fleeting insight into what may happen as leave this mortal realm to meet the Grim Reaper.
Perhaps death itself is not quite as scary as we’re all lead to believe?
I almost died this past 4th of July. I was ejected from my motorcycle headfirst. My lung collapsed And my collar bone punctured the top half of my lung. I was left for dead on the side of the road. During this time, I had a near death experience. It felt as though I was sinking into a deep dark pool of water. Everything around me was black and the world we live in kept getting smaller and smaller. It was like I was sinking slowly into a world of unknown. Sound began to act as though it was farther and farther away. In a strange way, I felt in peace. My pain was gone and the weight of the world passed me by. I recall having memories of my friends and family. Then next thing you know, I shot back to life. It must have lasted a few minutes, but to me it felt like a few hours. Death is an eventual reality for us all. This experience taught me to cherish today.
There’s no excitement or struggle or really any awareness of what’s going on. You just kinda fade and slip away. Everything’s kinda insubstantial, like it’s there but not. You sort of know something’s not quite right, but somehow that’s not important.
You know that feeling you get when you dream yourself awake, and you get up, brush your teeth, make breakfast, and then you wake up for real and find yourself still in bed, disoriented?
Coming back is kinda like that. You know things were different just moments before, and it’s really hard to put a finger on it, but everything’s kinda there… but at the same time, you’re not quite sure that you’re back in the real world, either.
About two years ago I was clinically dead for about eight minutes the doctor told me due to a heroin overdose. It was a pleasant feeling however it may have just been because I was insanely high (obviously) but it was scary at the same time. I felt like I no longer had any care in the entire world and I could finally be at peace. My heart was beating fast, my entire body was sweaty, and everything felt like it was going in slow motion. I remember right before I fell out in the ambulance one of the ems guys yelled, “We’re losing him.” I let out my last breath that I can remember then calmly went to rest. When I woke up in the hospital a few hours later everything was spinning. I was very confused and disoriented and couldn’t see straight until the next day. All in all it wasn’t terribly bad but I still wouldn’t wish that feeling on anyone else. Also, needless to say I don’t do heroin in anymore.
To me it felt a bit like slipping into a dream. Everything in the dream feels and looks bright and colorful, and feels like it lasts hours, but when I came back, I had only been gone for less than 3 minutes. The subject of the dream, or anything about it I didn’t remember. I knew none of it made sense, but it felt peaceful, almost uplifting. When I came to, it sounded like I was in a large crowd for a few seconds, but woke to a nearly silent room. Then my vision came back. It was slow, almost like what an old CRT TV looks like when it turns on. dim at first, very fuzzy, then everything got brighter and more defined. That’s when I noticed my whole body had been numb from the neck down and slowly started gaining feeling in my hands and feet and slowly started radiating towards the center of my body. I was very disoriented. It was very hard to remember what I was doing before I went out, or even who the people around me were, or even where I was. After about 5 minutes,everything had come back to normal, except for the pounding headache.
My little brother has type 1 diabetes, and when he was about 10, he went into hypoglycemic shock overnight. I remember waking up to 6 paramedics running up the stairs in my house, and hearing “he stopped seizing. There’s no pulse.” They loaded him up in the ambulance and told my parents at the hospital, that it was a miracle that they were able to resuscitate him on the way. So when I went to go visit him, I asked him how it felt, to which he had replied “Everything was getting louder, and louder, until suddenly, it started fading away and I was just floating on one of those tubes at sportsworld (local waterpark) with no one around. And it was nice. Can we go there once I get out of here?”
You feel like you’re going to the deepest sleep (in fact you are) and when waking you’re confused as hell and don’t really understand what happened, just that everyone is SO CONCERNED for you. Extremely unnerving and scary in a detached way. I kept asking what time it was and slipping back ‘down’. No memories of the other side, just that feeling of being so unbelievably tired and that if I just slept everything would be OK.
It feels like falling asleep. You start to feel darkness but it isn’t scary and you’re not completely conscious of what’s going on and then all at once you’re gone and you didn’t even realize you slipped away. Ifyou wake up from it though, everything’s hazy and confusing.
All I felt prior was the feeling of falling. Just infinitely falling even though I was already on the ground. Then the next thing I know I just felt like I woke up. EMTs were crowded around me and my mom was there and a good friend of mine. When they brought me back all I felt was as if I had been asleep. Not very good sleep, like a shitty 10 minute nap on a pile of rock in July while you’re throwing up everywhere kind of nap.