I am surprised that (from what I have seen) no one has posted a topic of this sort…
Anyway, I’ve had two near-death experiences. I will describe one of them below, but the reason I am posting this on this website is I want to hear about your experiences. Have any of you had any near-death experiences and what were they like? Also, I’d love to hear your analysis of what happened and what you make of it. You can also ask me questions about the one that I post below if you wish.
Hopefully this is obvious but death death can be violent so trigger warning: The following will briefly describe violence.
When I was 19 I took a drink from a stranger and was kidnapped… So anyway, I was trying to get away and fight back and they were strangling me and that’s when I had the out of body experience. It was like one moment I was being strangled and the next moment I was sitting next to me watching it happen.
Has anyone else had an out of body experience like that? What was it like for you?
For me, I had a rather underwhelming life review & for the 1st time in my entire life, I didn’t want to die. It was like suddenly everything made so much sense…like many people on their death bed, I realized I spent my entire life focused on the wrong things. Anyways, since this community is magical and engages with spirits and astral travel and all sorts of things… I was just wondering if any of you had near-death experiences and what it was like for you.
This happened to me long before my magical journey started & now that I have studied magic a bit, sometimes I try to think about it in that context and I wonder how it would have been different if I’d had a better understanding of the spirit world and everything at the time… A lot of crazy things happened. For example, when I was trying to escape and I was so close to getting away but not close enough. I swear I felt like I saw my ancestors. Like just out of side of my perception I could see them. Even though I doubt the kidnappers could see them… They appear to suddenly become anxious and it made me wonder if they could feel them. At the time, I thought I was absolutely crazy or perhaps it was wishful thinking… But now that I have learned about magic and psychic work. I start to wonder if maybe I wasn’t crazy and my ancestors really did show up to nearly physical form. It’s very difficult to explain, but it’s like they showed up almost in the form of thunder clouds that came from the sky but were very low to the ground.
We have a few on here, I’m sure I’ve posted my experiences more than a couple of times. Try different keywords in your search like “NDE” instead of spelling it out. Also related things like reincarnation traps, archons, afterlife, river styx, psychopomp etc.
I was in a car roll over and, while I didn’t get the generic life flashing before my eyes bit, I did get yanked out of time, and became a passive observer to what was happening. Even though the event happened over thirty years ago, I can still vividly remember how everything slowed down, like I was watching a movie in slow motion. I snapped back into reality after the car had stopped rolling, only to find blood dripping down my fingers from a wound in the back of my hand that I didn’t remember receiving. I learned later that the car had rolled three times after it had left the road.
Wow. Other than the wound on your hand, were you generally ok? Did this experience change the way you think about time or how you feel about the connection with your body? Did this incident change the way you view life in any way?
Thanks for the new word! I’ve never heard Psychopomp before. When I just looked it up, Google said it’s a guide. In the first near-death experience I had, I literally did have a guide taking me somewhere. I was on the other side for a much longer time…But then I was called back.
Unfortunately once I was on this side of the veil again (after about 30 min) it’s like my memory was just wiped. Like a crazy dream you know you’ll remember but then it just vanishes. I remember the bright light & the psychopomp but that’s pretty much it.
I am fine to never have another near-death experience since they’re pretty scary sometimes… But sometimes I wonder what it would be like now that I have a deeper understanding of spirituality. Is Astro traveling basically like the same thing? That’s why I asked the question of people who have had near-death experiences. I was just wondering if it was also like their astral traveling experiences. Or if their near death experience changed their understanding of the spirit world.
In astral traveling you are awake and usually conscious on your body. The more you go into site contact, the more you lose the sense of your physical body.
It’s ideal to keep hold of the physical so can can report back my making notes as you go, or speak to a monitor who makes notes, or as you’ve noticed, a lot is forgotten otherwise. That’s totally normal.
As far as I can tell, in order for the conscious mind to access info, it must be recorded in the brain. The subconsuous can access anything, and it can tell you abusing if you learn to communicate with it, and then your conscious mind records the conversation. So if you move your consciousness into your astral body, which can’t write to the brain records, and you don’t transfer those data while you have the connection happening, the consious mind loses the data. Writing it down during the session achieves this data transfer.
Fascinating stuff this! I had what I consider to be an experience of death or near death 14 years ago that utterly transformed my character and to this day remains the most pivotal experience of my life in an lifetime of high strange experiences. I committed suicide, by overdose. I took a handful of Valium, some strong drink and downed a 560ml bottle of methadone in one go. It was not a cry for help. It was a decision to embrace death and leave this world behind and face whatever comes next on its terms. It was a selfish act, but not a cowardly one. It actually takes tremendous courage to do this. I lost consciousness sat in my chair and remember the point when my thoughts became incoherent and I knew that I was dying. Then I became aware that I was still conscious but without any physical form. I was in a place that is not a place. There was no visual input. It was absolute darkness. Infinite. Endless. I suddenly became aware that I was not alone there. I could sense another presence. This presence was masculine and vast, expansive. It knew me. It knew why I had come to be there. It offered no judgement nor had any expectation of me. There was simply an all encompassing sense of being understood and accepted. There was no exchange of words. No blinding light or anything. I have no idea how long I was in that state but it was so restful! Some hours after losing touch with my body I came too again in the chair with a huge urgent intake of breath. I threw up. And I began to understand myself and made important decisions regarding self responsibility and the determination to not be an agent of pain or trauma in this world anymore. I left the drugs behind and I embraced my path. I cannot say who or what I encountered in that space. But the experience left me altered and overall for the better. Before this I had been a very bad boy indeed and lived a reckless life without much regard for other people’s feelings. But afterwards I began to rediscover my emotional reality and re-learned how to empathize with other life forms on this plane.
I’ve had a few NDEs, most were due to taking a toxic dose of medication - or trying to otherwise take my life.
And lately I came down with a very nasty neurological syndrome that caused a mini coma.
In this mini coma I had a vision of standing on a crater and a shooting star or a comment coming down right in front of me and below me I didn’t feel an explosion or anything it was just as if you were to gaze at the heavens and see a shooting star. w
What I did experience in the mini coma however was somebody always there that I couldn’t see that I couldn’t hear that was just there watching me.
And what I did see were fragments of reality merged in a dream world. Then there was nothing.
Then I woke up with a ventilator tube shoved down my throat, or lyimg limp on a hospital bed in this Post Acute Care center I’m in.
I can say that it did take away a lot of the magical power I had been building up over the course of the year, due to not being able to practice as I normally would. Also, it changed my perspective on life after death. I cannot say however that I was actually dead for a period of time, but it felt like it.