(I believe that we create our own heaven & our own hell in life)
I believe in FATE, things are meant to happen for a reason.
I believe that when we die, our memories are wiped clean & our soul will be passed onto another new life.
We all run in that cycle.
on & on & on & on forever.........
I think the bible is just a storybook, but with some very good morals & meanings & so much of what is said, is true. But quite a bit is not.
Do I believe that when we die, that we shall meet Peter or God or anyone else?? Do I believe that bad people will meet the devil & be tortured til the end of time??
The answer is (No) In my opinion.
But for all of us, it's total guesswork....
But just think of how many people have been killed, due to the word "Religion", think about that hard
Then look at my first sentance in my post....Says it all really
I've already died, once, so I know a bit more than most, perhaps.
Oh, I got the tunnel and the light and all that stuff. Saw people I knew and a lot of people who I didn't know, but have met, since.
I'm not scared of dying, myself, because I've been there and it was kinda kewl.
I'd be interested to hear more Katzy.
It was a bike smash in '76.
I did the whole "Floating out of your body" thing. It wasn't scarey, in the least.
I sort of floated around, for a while. Though I could control where I floated, for a while. Then, I got taken by what I can only describe as a "wind". That's not quite accurate, though. It was gentle, yet persuasive.
I got to the end of a tunnel. Just like you'd imagine, really. The inside wasn't dark, but the far end was dazzlingly bright, though I wasn't dazzled, if that makes sense?
I remember kinda walking towards the light. Not because I was impelled to, or anything. It was more like "Well, there's nowhere else to go and there's not a lot else I can do, really. So, I'll head for the light and see what happens."
When I got to the end, the tunnel kinda faded away and I was in a... well...a field, I guess you'd call it.
There were a lot of people wandering around, although it didn't seem crowded, or anything. That doesn't make sense, but that's the way it was.
I started to recognise some of the people, then. As I recall, an awfully large proportion of them, I knew. The thing that struck me, there, is that they looked exactly as my memory would picture them, you know? Not some stylised version, but a real memory.
However, I certainly didn't recognise all of them. Not by any means. Anyway, a small group of them were waving, beckoning me towards them. As I started to wander towards them, though, I got "The voices". Only a couple of them, both female and quite soothing. They just kept telling me that it wasn't my time. I had to go back.
I was really pissed off, believe it or not! For some reason, that I really don't think I could find the words for, I was, if you'll pardon the wording, mortified! I was really like "No! No! I don't want to go back!" and all sorts.
All the time, though, those female voices were telling me that it wasn't my time and being really rather soothing.
Next time I was conscious, I was being washed, in the shower, by a VERY sexy nurse. (Nurse Stevens, she was called). The reason that I remember that bit, so well, is that she was washing my norty bits and they'd... er... shall we say "Risen to the occasion"?
They lost me twice, on the table, in theatre.
For me, life's been very bad.
For me, too, though, life's been very, very good.
If I hadn't suffered the bad, the good wouldn't, perhaps, have been as special as it has been.
I try to live as though this day will be my last.
One day, of course, it will be/has been.
Runny'll remember the good, naturally.
Thanks for posting that. I've not known anyone who had a near death experience.
I've often thought "Was it real? Was it a dream/hallucination?"
Thus far, I've steered towards "The only reality we know is the reality we experience".
When I explained all this, when I regained my head, a bit, I described to them what I'd seen, when I did the "Out-of-body" thing.
I saw what my friends/family were doing, in the part that they were waiting around in.
I knew I'd seen reality, before they even confirmed it, by the looks on their faces.
I don't even think of it as "Spooky", or anything. I suspect that I would, if I was another person, reading all this, though.
I remember it all as though it had just happened, too.
I'm a confirmed 'This is the only chance you get so do what you want not what they want' kind of person.
I, too, have been through the gates of death, three times, but there is too much here for me to do. I remember none of it, except that my son reports
that I appeared to him at one stage, that I was going to spend some time with God, and then talk to him. At that stage I was in a Coma having been
resusced three times, the prognosis at that time was that I was going home in a box. When I didn't die, they said I'd be a vegetable, don't much
like them. They then asked how my house was set up for wheelchairs, I forgot to take the walking stick home from the hospital.
Do I believe in an afterlife - yep, you've only got one life to live, so make the most of it. At the end, have no regrets. The main thing that came out of my experience was - Am I in the right place with those around me, and am I in the right place with my God. To both of those, I can still say YES! Death holds no fear for me, but I'd much rather live, for now.
My beliefs are reasonably close to those of my denomination - the Roman Catholic. (Note, reasonably close to what the church actually *teaches* as
opposed to what people might think it teaches).
I believe heartily in the resurrection of the body - I think heaven will have a physical component. On the basis of the bible (which I ask no one else to take as truth but works for me...) a resurrected body can do things like cook, walk, talk, break bread...
I have *no* idea how all this works.
Remember a belief in the after life is what drives suicide bombers.
Rather ironically, among the things they are promised, are multiple virgins and rivers of wine. now, they obviously haven't thought this through - not only because the whole concept is stupid in the first place, but more realy because they are not allowed to drink the wine and there are also some very strict rules on sex. Whats more, what is the point of a celestial virgin?
I suppose they could croche you a quilt and do the washing up.
One thing I forgot to mention and it's quite important.
I've often had that "I know him/her from somewhere" [bad img]http://www.augk18.dsl.pipex.com/Smileys/c024.gif[/bad img] thing, since all that other stuff.
People that I've met, since then, were amongst the people that I saw, when I went to wherever I went to. I didn't recognise them at the time, because I'd not, yet, met them.
That freaks me, a bit, sometimes. I'm kinda getting used to it, now, though.
I had more or less a similar experience whilst undergoing a gall bladder operation i awoke to find my I was haemorrhaging so they rushed me back to
the operating theatre to redo all the stitches inside, whilst under the second op my heart stopped for 4 minutes during that time i lifted away from
my body and could hear the surgeon talking. i then drifted into a tunnel and met my father who said it was not my time as i would still be needed
back there. when i was getting better weeks later a ward sister while taking out a drain tube asked me what it felt like to die i told about the
conversation i heard the surgeon say she said it was impossible as not only was i under anesthetic i was physically gone she was helping during the
operation and was amazed that i repeated verbatim what he had been talking about.
the warning my father gave to me about being needed came to fruition much later when my own son passed on i was left with two girls to bring up. in his place. so certainly I believe in some type of non physical existence after death. i have like katzy been and seen a small portion of things to come . jmb
Once we die, time ceases to exist, it is entirely possible that, after death we can view the past, present, or future. Don't ask me how, I don't know.
I heard that souls travel in groups, so Katzy might have seen the group In that case, you tend to fall in love with same person or people from the same group time after time... Have your grand dad's soul born as your child etc.
I'm not sure if I believe in re-incarnation, although it would explain certain aspectcs of my memory!
I believe that God is not a seperate ruling entity, but a powerful force within every living thing. God learns with us and we must do our best to be the best we can.
I think that the more we love in life, the richer the universe becomes, and this esscence is carried on to the after/next life.
I believe I may have met my loved ones before, I certainly get the feeling I am "meant" to be connected to certain people.
I watched Colin Fry on TV and have seen him live,he really made me feel there is life after death,
One could decompose, become worm food, and become part of the worm, and be born a worm, eaten by a bird, born as a bird etc etc That's physical afterlife
Or one could go the way of the idea of transmigration of souls... - there is some evidence that this was also a Druidic belief...