I"m Just Saying.......

Hello Friend...........

I have had a lot of time recently to reflect on my journey of life, there certainly is a story full of chapters and verses. I viewed a site recently of people's near death experiences and after viewing them I was assured that once long ago, I had my own near death experience. So please allow me to share my experience..........

I had injured my back and was taking pain medicine for the injury. One evening a couple came to my home to visit with my boyfriend at the time and myself. We played cards and participated in some adult beverages and such. I have always been naive in life, I had no thought of the consequences of mixing a medical prescription with another substance. I felt myself becoming faint like and did not wish for my company to know this, so I excused myself and went into the bathroom. Once in the bathroom I stooped to the floor by the toilet, feeling as if I may regurgitate. As I sat on the floor I started to realized I was no longer alone, there was a definite spiritual presence there with me. What happened next was very similar to the stories i viewed of others who were dieing. I began to see my life view and witness the so called tests or challenges I had in my life, some I did a good job of, others it appeared i fell short. This view seemed to be happening with great speed and knowing beyond my normal capacity of thinking. It suddenly appeared to me that the spirit that was with me was actually a spirit of death. I had overdosed and was dieing. When the realization of what was happening hit me, I became frightened and no longer cared if my companions in the house heard me pleading and crying or not. I began to cry out to God hysterically and ask that he not take me yet. I pleaded to the spirit or God, I am not sure which, that I had two young children that needed me and I had to be there for them. Obviously my prayer was heeded, I did not die. My companions in the house came to where I was and assisted me after hearing me cry out to God to please not take me yet. I think I scared my visitors so badly that once they realized I was alright physically, but perhaps mentally (not so much), that they left my home immediately. If it were not for my boyfriend I may have after-wards wrote it all off as an overdose, but the words that he spoke after the others left let me know it was more. He looked at me and said, "what was that spirit that was in the bathroom"? He also knew there was a spiritual being present.

My boy's are grown adults now, this experience happened approximately twenty seven years ago. I have had the luxury of time reflection since this occurrence, and indeed my children did need me through out their years of life. I am grateful that this was not my exit point in life. I do believe the other-side is my home and my spirit often longs to be there, home-sick in a way of speaking. I know longer wish my life away on earth to be in my heavenly home. I know there are lessons that have to be completed here first, chosen by me in another place and time. I must trust God to know when that perfect time is and until then I will continue on with chapter's of my life.

So twenty seven years later the DA Syndrome was corrected, I realized it is good to share my story. I wish you a great weekend and I hope you find my reading interesting. Love to you.....