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Speaker 1: Sandra Champlain. For over twenty five years, I've been on
Speaker 1: a journey to prove the existence of life after death.
Speaker 1: On each episode, will discuss the reasons we now know
Speaker 1: that our loved ones have survived physical death and so Louie,
Speaker 1: Welcome to Shades of the Afterlife. I was up late
Speaker 1: last night and I was doing some reading about people's
Speaker 1: near death experiences. I was on the website i AM's
Speaker 1: dot org which is our friends at the International Association
Speaker 1: for Near Death Studies, and I got pretty interested in
Speaker 1: this one. I read to just a certain point, and
Speaker 1: then I decided to just press the record button and
Speaker 1: start reading to you, thinking you might enjoy the story.
Speaker 1: Where the beginning of the story goes is this gal
Speaker 1: and her boyfriend are somewhere in Puerto Rico has a
Speaker 1: surfer and she wanted to go snorkeling, so she's out
Speaker 1: in the water and decides to head back to join
Speaker 1: the surfers on the beach. Unfortunately, there were huge waves
Speaker 1: that came. She said she thought they were aller than
Speaker 1: they were, but they ended up being about six foot
Speaker 1: waves and there was a rocky cliff that she gets
Speaker 1: pushed into. So I don't know who she is. This
Speaker 1: is an anonymous near death experience. But let's pick up
Speaker 1: with where I was reading and i'll read to you.
Speaker 1: I swam out with my goal to get to the
Speaker 1: outside past the waves, rolling onto the shore to join
Speaker 1: my boyfriend and the other surfers. Unfortunately, I was caught
Speaker 1: inside a set of waves and being pushed further down
Speaker 1: towards the bottom of the rocky reef beneath me. The
Speaker 1: undertow made it challenging to swim, and the strong currents
Speaker 1: pulled me towards the rocky reef cliff. Suddenly I was
Speaker 1: being bashed up against the reef cliff and trying to
Speaker 1: climb it to escape from drowning. Sea urchins were all
Speaker 1: over the cliff, their tentacles entering me. As I attempted
Speaker 1: to climb up, my red crochet bikini was twisted and
Speaker 1: torn in places. I slid down the cliff back into
Speaker 1: the water. Another wave came and pushed me under again.
Speaker 1: I am going to die. I thought I was drowning.
Speaker 1: I couldn't breathe. I was choking on salt water and
Speaker 1: being pushed down further and further to the reef bottom.
Speaker 1: I remember thinking that if I get trapped under the reef,
Speaker 1: I would never surface to the top again. As I
Speaker 1: came back up, another wave pushed me into the rocky cliff.
Speaker 1: I felt more sea chin tentacles push into me, the
Speaker 1: needles stuck deeply into me as I slid back down
Speaker 1: the rocky cliff, scraping me more. As I headed back
Speaker 1: into the water, the experience seemed to be slow motion.
Speaker 1: Once again, I thought if I could just climb that cliff,
Speaker 1: I might have a chance of saving myself. When I
Speaker 1: popped up out of the water, choking and frantically swimming
Speaker 1: to stay afloat, a wave pushed me onto the cliff
Speaker 1: and I started climbing up the rocky reef. As I
Speaker 1: climbed more sea urchin's tentacles landed on my hands, my arms,
Speaker 1: my legs, and under my nails. Numb to the pain
Speaker 1: and highly alert to the sound of each tentacle breaking
Speaker 1: off into my body and the thunder of the ocean.
Speaker 1: With a rush of adrenaline, I continued to climb higher
Speaker 1: and prayed, please don't take me, Lord, I am not
Speaker 1: worthy to go now. Refibrations tore onto my skin, dripping
Speaker 1: blood onto the rocks. As I climbed, the ocean was
Speaker 1: roaring at me. I felt it agreed with me too,
Speaker 1: She's not worthy, but had concluded instead let her drown.
Speaker 1: It seemed like forever that I continued to climb for
Speaker 1: my life. Another way reared up. I had to get
Speaker 1: higher where it was going to take me down and
Speaker 1: under I'm going to die for sure if I slide
Speaker 1: down again. As I crawled up the cliff, with every
Speaker 1: last ounce of energy I could muster. I prayed again, God,
Speaker 1: please don't take me. I haven't done enough. There I
Speaker 1: was hanging on for dear life, trying to bargain with
Speaker 1: God to give me more time on Earth. At that moment,
Speaker 1: I detached from my body and a cloudy version of
Speaker 1: myself was pulled straight up and out of my body.
Speaker 1: Through my head. I could feel the weight of my
Speaker 1: body lifted from me. My cloud like self was forcefully
Speaker 1: put upon my bottom in an upright sitting position on
Speaker 1: the top of an old wooden bench. There I floated
Speaker 1: or hovered and sat above the bench. I wasn't touching it.
Speaker 1: I was where simultaneously of my drowning physical body below,
Speaker 1: struggling to get away from the big wave that had
Speaker 1: reared up and was about to strike me and wash
Speaker 1: me back down the cliff into the water. As I
Speaker 1: observed my material physical self trying to survive, I witnessed
Speaker 1: below me on the beach that people were gathering, and
Speaker 1: I heard a young man yelling, there's a woman out
Speaker 1: there drowning, caught on the reef. Let's go save her.
Speaker 1: As I observed my physical self struggling for survival, I
Speaker 1: witnessed the gathering of people joining the young man. A
Speaker 1: human chain was being made to rescue me from the ocean.
Speaker 1: Being keenly aware of the scene and also having a
Speaker 1: heightened sense of awareness of sound and warmth, I hovered
Speaker 1: in a seated position over an old wooden bench and
Speaker 1: watched an unfolding scene which included a review of my life.
Speaker 1: To my right, there was a very long stream of warm,
Speaker 1: bluish white lightning like light. As I levitated over the bench. Intuitively,
Speaker 1: I knew this force was in control. I remember thinking
Speaker 1: this must be God. My cloud like self was shaking
Speaker 1: with fear, a kind of fear I've never experienced before.
Speaker 1: I was scared that I was going to be judged
Speaker 1: and found not worthy enough to go into heaven. I
Speaker 1: was fearful that I hadn't been living my earthly life
Speaker 1: to the fullest. I was no saint, but I wasn't
Speaker 1: that bad either. At that time, I didn't know why
Speaker 1: I thought I wasn't worthy, but years later I would
Speaker 1: find out that it was a learned adaptation from my childhood.
Speaker 1: As the light of God was to my right, there
Speaker 1: was a tunnel in front of me. My growing up
Speaker 1: father Joe was floating to the left of the entrance
Speaker 1: in a cloudy form of blues and browns. To the
Speaker 1: right of the tunnel, next to the entrance floated Christ
Speaker 1: in a cloudy form of whites and pastels of pinks
Speaker 1: and blues. I felt safe with Jesus and seemed to
Speaker 1: calm down a little. When I looked his way, he
Speaker 1: radiated warmth and love and telepathically let me know that
Speaker 1: I was okay. My growing up dad seemed to be
Speaker 1: communicating inside of the tunnel with a shadowy figure. Intuitively,
Speaker 1: I knew this form was a man, and they seemed
Speaker 1: to know each other like they were friends. The shadowy
Speaker 1: figure was asking Joe if I was coming. Joe replied,
Speaker 1: we don't know yet and glanced over at Jesus. Jesus replied, patience,
Speaker 1: we don't know yet. We're waiting to see. Joe gestured
Speaker 1: to the shadowy figure to confirm what Jesus said. The
Speaker 1: shadowy figure man was about the same height as my father.
Speaker 1: He was very energetic and had thick elvis like hair
Speaker 1: with the wave in it. He went down the tunnel
Speaker 1: to inform the other beings. I could hear a murmur
Speaker 1: from the end of the tunnel. From the collective gathering
Speaker 1: of beings and harmony, they asked, is she coming? Then
Speaker 1: the shadowy figure came back down the tunnel and asked
Speaker 1: my father Joe, the same question, is she coming? Intuitively,
Speaker 1: I felt as if I knew this male entity, but
Speaker 1: didn't know why or from where. There were thousands of
Speaker 1: beings in a dark, silhouetted collective form at the end
Speaker 1: of the tunnel, all coagulated together and murmuring is she coming.
Speaker 1: The group at the end of the tunnel knew me.
Speaker 1: It was then communicated telepathically to me that they are
Speaker 1: my ancestors and and waiting to greet me. The shadowy
Speaker 1: figure went back down the tunnel to answer their question.
Speaker 1: Projected onto a white screen to the right of the
Speaker 1: tunnel in front of me, I watched a panoramic review
Speaker 1: of my life in reverse. The story was reviewed as
Speaker 1: a black and white thirty five millimeter movie film. It
Speaker 1: began with seeing myself drowning and seeing people coming together
Speaker 1: to save me from there. I saw flashes of my
Speaker 1: life and childhood. The projection went by so quickly it
Speaker 1: was difficult to focus and know what I was seeing.
Speaker 1: I remember thinking, please slow down the film. Then the
Speaker 1: film changed to a dull color, and I observed my
Speaker 1: birth and before my birth. The film slowed down, allowing
Speaker 1: me to take in more clearly what was being shown
Speaker 1: to me. I saw myself asking to be worn to
Speaker 1: my parents so as to learn the lessons of perseverance
Speaker 1: and resilience. In the viewing, I witnessed telepathically being told
Speaker 1: by a spiritual being, it's time for you to be born.
Speaker 1: I had to leave, However, I didn't want to stop
Speaker 1: riding my white horse to be born. I saw myself
Speaker 1: as a young child ten or twelve years old, riding
Speaker 1: through the air. In the life review, I was streaming
Speaker 1: cloud of colors yellow and light tands, riding on a
Speaker 1: white horse, similar to the cloud forms and colors of
Speaker 1: Christ and my father Joe. I was aware that this
Speaker 1: projected self on the screen once lived on the other
Speaker 1: side of the dark tunnel. I saw a very long, wavy,
Speaker 1: off white lighted cloud like Maine on the horse. I
Speaker 1: thought how very beautiful the horse's mane was, and how
Speaker 1: regal I looked atop the powerful horse. Is that person
Speaker 1: really me riding the horse? I thought? I then heard
Speaker 1: the sound of the film flapping loudly behind me as
Speaker 1: it finished on the reel and went around and around.
Speaker 1: Looking back, I wonder if the flapping was the sound
Speaker 1: of the waves bringing me back to my earthly reality.
Speaker 1: The beginning of this viewing was at warp speed, and
Speaker 1: at the end it was easier to focus on what
Speaker 1: I was seeing. This seems like a good place to
Speaker 1: take our first break, because there is more to the story.
Speaker 1: I find it so interesting that as she's being slammed
Speaker 1: up against the sea urchin infested rocks, that she has
Speaker 1: this out of body experience and is so vivid in
Speaker 1: her memory and description. And I don't know who she is,
Speaker 1: but we're going to call her the Girl in the
Speaker 1: Red Bikini. So we'll be back with the Girl in
Speaker 1: the Red Bikini in a moment. You're listening to Shades
Speaker 1: of the Afterlife on the I Heart Radio and Coast
Speaker 1: to Coast a M Paranormal Podcast Network. Stare right there.
Speaker 1: There's more Sandra coming right out. Thanks for listening to
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Speaker 1: Shades of the Afterlife. I'm Sandra Champlain and I am
Speaker 1: snuggled under my covers reading you a story, A true
Speaker 1: story of a gal who was caught in the big
Speaker 1: waves and being slammed against a rocky cliff, having a
Speaker 1: near death experience. Where we last left her is she
Speaker 1: was having a life review, So let's continue. As I
Speaker 1: viewed the film, I was very aware of multiple events happening.
Speaker 1: There was the shadowy figure in the tunnel, and at
Speaker 1: the end of it was the collective consciousness of the
Speaker 1: beings waiting for me and murmuring in the tone like
Speaker 1: cha it is she coming To my left. As I
Speaker 1: hovered over the old wooden bench, my father Joe was
Speaker 1: standing by the tunnel entrance. To the right of the
Speaker 1: tunnel entrance was Jesus Christ. He was a man in
Speaker 1: his thirties and he was floating about two ft off
Speaker 1: of a cloud. There was the light or God next
Speaker 1: to me. To my right at a touchable distance, my
Speaker 1: life review was screening, and finally I could see the
Speaker 1: scene of me drowning and people gathering to save me.
Speaker 1: I was aware of all of this happening at the
Speaker 1: very same time, and I remember this overwhelming feeling of
Speaker 1: love and acceptance in a way I've never felt before.
Speaker 1: I was scared, but not as frightened as when I
Speaker 1: first arrived. As I recount this event to you, it
Speaker 1: all took place very very quickly. I intuitively remembered feeling
Speaker 1: this connection to everything and thinking maybe it wouldn't be
Speaker 1: so bad if I went down the tunnel. Then I
Speaker 1: was aware of God telepathically telling me loudly and directly
Speaker 1: that I was to go back and teach that God
Speaker 1: does exist. The spirit continued to tell me, go and
Speaker 1: prove to everyone about what you have seen and experienced.
Speaker 1: The next thing I remember is being thrown back forcibly
Speaker 1: into my body through my head at light speed, and
Speaker 1: God telepathically telling me time is of an essence. Time
Speaker 1: is short as you know it. Go teach I am
Speaker 1: that I am. I landed back inside my body with
Speaker 1: a hard jolt. I then felt the reef abrasions on
Speaker 1: my body and the sea urchin needles under my finger nails,
Speaker 1: and the rocky cliff, slicing open more wounds on my body.
Speaker 1: As I gasped for a breath and braced myself for
Speaker 1: the incoming wave to push me to the reef bottom
Speaker 1: once more, a young man said, give me your hand.
Speaker 1: He stood precariously bending over on a section of the
Speaker 1: rocky cliff with an extended arm and hand out to me,
Speaker 1: offering help. He was being held and supported in a
Speaker 1: chain of about five or six people, young men and
Speaker 1: two women. This was the group I had observed from
Speaker 1: my out of body experience. I reached my hand up
Speaker 1: to the young man and he pulled me up and
Speaker 1: passed me down the human chain all the way to
Speaker 1: the white sandy beach. I remember thinking that these people
Speaker 1: risked their lives to save me. I remember feeling this
Speaker 1: unconditional love and compassion for these people out of the
Speaker 1: depths of the waves, standing on the rocky reef cliff,
Speaker 1: risking their lives for mine. I remember thinking they are
Speaker 1: getting cut up for me. Once safely on the beach.
Speaker 1: I remember a young woman offering me her white towel.
Speaker 1: I told her I couldn't take it because I might
Speaker 1: get it bloody. She told me, it doesn't matter. You
Speaker 1: need it more than I do. She helped me to
Speaker 1: put my red crochet bikini back in place. I was naked, bloody,
Speaker 1: and twisted up in my bathing suit. I laid down
Speaker 1: on the beach and my boyfriend came to my side.
Speaker 1: I was murmuring something to him. He replied, don't ever
Speaker 1: tell anyone that they'll lock you up in a mental institution.
Speaker 1: I went into shock and was rushed to the hospital.
Speaker 1: For years, my boyfriend's words kind of froze my resolve
Speaker 1: Over the years, as I experienced a few difficult relationships
Speaker 1: in my work and my personal life, I believed what
Speaker 1: people believed about me at the time not being worthy
Speaker 1: and that what I had to say was not valid.
Speaker 1: That belief only strengthened my ex boyfriend's warning, But my
Speaker 1: near death experience was real and I couldn't stop thinking
Speaker 1: about it every day. Years later, when I was sixty
Speaker 1: five years old, through DNA testing, I found out that
Speaker 1: my growing up father, Joe, was not my biological father,
Speaker 1: and before my mother's recent death, she confirmed that since
Speaker 1: this admission, my blinders have come off and my whole
Speaker 1: being has been transformed and awakened into a more confident
Speaker 1: and self assured human being. Knowing that I was gas lit,
Speaker 1: my whole life brings healing and an understanding as to
Speaker 1: why I wore blinders most of my adult life and
Speaker 1: felt unworthy As a child and teen intuitively sensed a
Speaker 1: family secret, and this shadow lived strongly around my parents.
Speaker 1: Before my mother died, she said I was a constant
Speaker 1: reminder of my biological father because I looked so much
Speaker 1: like him. It was difficult for them to wake up
Speaker 1: to me every day as I aged. The resemblance to
Speaker 1: my biological father could not be ignored. They're packed to
Speaker 1: never tell anyone that I was not Joe's child was
Speaker 1: a painful one. I grew up with their family. Trauma,
Speaker 1: pain and emotional abandonment imprinted on my soul, which gratefully
Speaker 1: has been healed. When I met my half siblings, two sisters,
Speaker 1: they showed me an eight by ten photo of our
Speaker 1: biological father, Raymond. My near death experience flashed in my mind,
Speaker 1: and I recognized that he was the man I saw
Speaker 1: in my experien variants. A voice said inside my mind,
Speaker 1: that's him. It was not the first time that I
Speaker 1: heard that voice confirming and telling me things. However, now
Speaker 1: with more confidence. I knew for sure that that loud
Speaker 1: voice was as real as I am. Since this experience,
Speaker 1: the message that I am that I am, and that
Speaker 1: God exists weighs on me on how to best share it.
Speaker 1: I sometimes see a scene flash in my mind and
Speaker 1: or sense in my body, but I know a person
Speaker 1: from perhaps the past life that we had together. This
Speaker 1: experience was especially strong when I met my ex husband,
Speaker 1: the father of my children, in the early nine I
Speaker 1: now believe that there is a collective consciousness that we
Speaker 1: go to after leaving our physical body, and that we
Speaker 1: will be met with unconditional love, and someone we know
Speaker 1: who has passed will be there. Even if we may
Speaker 1: not recognize them, we will have and feel a connection
Speaker 1: to them. I know that I'm always loved, no matter
Speaker 1: how much I think I may not be worthy enough.
Speaker 1: I am now in constant dialogue with God every day
Speaker 1: on how to best serve all sentient beings. That's a
Speaker 1: pretty powerful story by the lady in the red bikini,
Speaker 1: and glad it had a happy ending. Amazing to me
Speaker 1: when I hear these stories. The experience of being out
Speaker 1: of the body and not going through all the pain,
Speaker 1: and especially having the gathering of the people at the
Speaker 1: end of the tunnel saying is she coming. It's easy
Speaker 1: to believe that the hereafter her is a place of
Speaker 1: all perfection and that we know all the things there
Speaker 1: are to be known in the universe, but I don't
Speaker 1: think so. I definitely think it's one step above this
Speaker 1: place in the fact that we can learn whatever we want.
Speaker 1: We can telepathically communicate with people. There are colors that
Speaker 1: are human eyes have never seen, so it's pretty great.
Speaker 1: But we are still people having experiences. We bring with
Speaker 1: us our personality and with that our excitement. So if
Speaker 1: we see a loved one at the end of the tunnel,
Speaker 1: we want to know are they coming. It's heartbreaking to
Speaker 1: hear that this gal's mom and her growing up father
Speaker 1: lied to her about her biological dad. It's easy to
Speaker 1: blame our parents for life not working out, isn't it.
Speaker 1: But if we think of our parents, most of our
Speaker 1: moms and dads were just in their young twenties when
Speaker 1: they had us, so I think we should give them
Speaker 1: a break. They did the best they could. You never
Speaker 1: know how their parents treated them, and it is my
Speaker 1: firm belief that we human beings do the best we
Speaker 1: know how to do at the time. But those feelings
Speaker 1: of not being good enough, that our voice doesn't matter,
Speaker 1: not feeling worthy, are very real with many people. They
Speaker 1: get ingrained in us when we're young people, and we
Speaker 1: could be seventy years old and that voice still rings
Speaker 1: true for us. But it's not true. If we can
Speaker 1: take a minute or five minutes and look back on
Speaker 1: our life and maybe even jot down on a piece
Speaker 1: of paper the accomplishments we have in our lives, the
Speaker 1: school we went to, the diplomas we have, or the
Speaker 1: children we've raised, or the times we've made a difference
Speaker 1: for another, and we can let that fuel us for
Speaker 1: who we really are. We can also ask the people
Speaker 1: in our lives what do they think our strengths are,
Speaker 1: And as you collect them, and you may wish to
Speaker 1: write them down, take a look. Because we each have
Speaker 1: an inner negative voice that is fighting for the not
Speaker 1: good enough kind of statements, but those attributes, those positive
Speaker 1: statements that other people say about you, that's who you
Speaker 1: really are. Sit with that a second and take that in.
Speaker 1: You are kind, loving, generous, funny, strong, and so much more.
Speaker 1: While we have that inner voice of negativity, I also
Speaker 1: know we have an inner voice of knowing the truth.
Speaker 1: It may sound like someone else's voice, but from personal experience,
Speaker 1: it is our higher self and often speaks in our
Speaker 1: own voice. Now would be a good time to stretch,
Speaker 1: maybe get yourself something to drink, and we're going to
Speaker 1: take a break, so we'll be back in just a
Speaker 1: moment with more. You're listening to Shades of the Afterlife
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Speaker 1: Welcome back to Shades of the Afterlife. I'm Sander Champlain.
Speaker 1: Are you ready for a mother's story? Well, I sure am.
Speaker 1: This one is titled he saw My mother's little brother
Speaker 1: who died at age five. This woman writes, I would
Speaker 1: like to share with you my husband's near death experience
Speaker 1: on June two thousand sixteen, I rushed my husband to
Speaker 1: the hospital due to his being unable to breathe. The
Speaker 1: whole week, he had been complaining of having difficulty breathing,
Speaker 1: but every time he went to the hospital they sent
Speaker 1: him home with breathing treatments. This particular Saturday, we were
Speaker 1: set to celebrate my son's graduation party, and my husband
Speaker 1: felt out of breath, so he took a breathing tree
Speaker 1: eatment while I took my son to the park. When
Speaker 1: I arrived home, my husband was on his knees gasping
Speaker 1: for air. I somehow managed to get him in the car,
Speaker 1: called and drove him to the nearest emergency room. In
Speaker 1: the room, they stabilized him for a couple of hours,
Speaker 1: and then it got worse, so bad that they had
Speaker 1: to intubate him and put him in a paralytic coma
Speaker 1: in the I See You. I was under the impression
Speaker 1: that this would be only temporary and everything would be
Speaker 1: okay in a couple of days. The next morning I
Speaker 1: got a call from the I See You asking if
Speaker 1: they could put a line in him due to his
Speaker 1: kidneys failing for dialysis. I was in shock. My husband
Speaker 1: only had high blood pressure and now he can't breathe
Speaker 1: and his organs are failing. I got to the hospital
Speaker 1: and the doctor told me that we would be lucky
Speaker 1: if my husband made it through the day due to
Speaker 1: his hitney failure. At the end of that evening, he
Speaker 1: started to urinate, a little sign of hope. The next
Speaker 1: few days, things got terribly worse due to the fluid
Speaker 1: build up. He now had double pneumonia sepsis. His high
Speaker 1: blood pressure skyrocketed, and the doctor told me he could
Speaker 1: have a stroke or a heart attack while in the coma.
Speaker 1: He was on so much sedation for the coma that
Speaker 1: the doctor warned me that he may not even come
Speaker 1: back the same person. By day five, he had all
Speaker 1: of these things mentioned above, and heart failure, respiratory failure,
Speaker 1: and kidney failure. The doctor informed me that there was
Speaker 1: nothing else they could do for him. During this time,
Speaker 1: I was searching for an answer. I knew what it
Speaker 1: was like to pray and believe God for a miracle,
Speaker 1: but I had to find something else. I could not
Speaker 1: lose my husband. My children, ages thirteen and nine at
Speaker 1: the time, could not lose their father. I searched YouTube
Speaker 1: for how to create your own miracles. I listened to
Speaker 1: Stuart wild I found by neural healing beats and frequencies
Speaker 1: and played them in my husband's ears. I asked his
Speaker 1: family to pray, churches to pray, but as his wife,
Speaker 1: I had to make things happen. In a YouTube video
Speaker 1: from Stuart Wilde, he mentions to take this path like
Speaker 1: a warrior, you almost have to go to a different
Speaker 1: realm and believe the outcome you want and not what
Speaker 1: it looks like in reality. To others, it seemed like
Speaker 1: I was ignoring reality, but in fact, I felt I
Speaker 1: was creating the reality I wanted. As the doctor was
Speaker 1: telling me that my husband wasn't going to make it,
Speaker 1: I had to believe something different with all of my might.
Speaker 1: I saw him getting up out of the hospital bed
Speaker 1: and returning home with sound mind and no health problems.
Speaker 1: I couldn't understand how my husband could be healthy one
Speaker 1: day and then totally on his deathbed the next. I
Speaker 1: continued on this path, and the nurses would comment to
Speaker 1: me daily, wow, you are so strong. Probably because I
Speaker 1: wasn't crying by his bedside, I had to know without
Speaker 1: a doubt that he was okay. I was in warrior mode.
Speaker 1: Believe me, I don't know how I made it or
Speaker 1: how I did it, I just knew that I had to.
Speaker 1: That night, the night doctor told me there was nothing
Speaker 1: they could do. I contacted a person I had met
Speaker 1: at a conference who called herself an angel healer. She
Speaker 1: is Native American, and I asked her for help and
Speaker 1: guidance in this situation. She told me that she had
Speaker 1: seen my husband getting better and that he was in
Speaker 1: divine order and his lungs were healing right now. She
Speaker 1: asked for my permission to go to the spirit world
Speaker 1: and talk with him. She gave me some instructions on
Speaker 1: what not to do in the hospital room, like cry
Speaker 1: and grieve or talk negatively, which I was already doing.
Speaker 1: I gave her permission. The next day, the doctor said
Speaker 1: that there was a hospital bed that opened up in
Speaker 1: c R m C, which was a bigger and better
Speaker 1: medical center, and that they would need to transport my
Speaker 1: husband by helicopter. They warned me of the consequences that
Speaker 1: he could have a heart attack or a stroke. I
Speaker 1: agreed for him to go. He arrived at the hospital
Speaker 1: in the evening and they did every test possible to
Speaker 1: find the cause of his sudden respiratory failure. The CT SKI,
Speaker 1: m m r I, and other tests showed no cancer,
Speaker 1: no rare diseases, just the pneumonia. He stayed in this
Speaker 1: hospital for five days and he finally came out of
Speaker 1: the coma. It took a while for him to realize
Speaker 1: what was going on. He swore that he was in
Speaker 1: the nineteen eighties. He thought he was in a hospital
Speaker 1: for cancer treatment. He thought the top of his head
Speaker 1: was cut open. He even thought that he was in
Speaker 1: a nightclub that played Mexican music. I read that the
Speaker 1: brain tries to make sense of things, and maybe all
Speaker 1: the bells going off in the hospital made him think
Speaker 1: like this. The next day, he was transported to yet
Speaker 1: another hospital out of the i c U, where he
Speaker 1: stayed for another five days, a total of fifteen days
Speaker 1: in the hospital, and he was finally released. Right out
Speaker 1: of his coma. He was trying to communicate to me
Speaker 1: what he had gone through. I tried to tell him
Speaker 1: to take it slow and easy, because he was just
Speaker 1: in a coma. He described to me that he was
Speaker 1: in a lot of pain, that he was floating in
Speaker 1: a dark tunnel, his name was being called in an
Speaker 1: unfamiliar voice, and then he described that he saw a light,
Speaker 1: and the light kept getting bigger and bigger. He was
Speaker 1: then in the presence of some people he recognized, like
Speaker 1: his mom and dad and other family members. They communicated
Speaker 1: with him through their minds. They didn't actually speak. They
Speaker 1: told him how proud they were of him. Some of
Speaker 1: the people just smiled. He said it was a place
Speaker 1: of perfect peace and love. We continued the conversation over
Speaker 1: the next few days while in recovery, and he would
Speaker 1: mention more and more things to me. He said he
Speaker 1: felt like he had messages to give to certain p bowl.
Speaker 1: At this point, I truly didn't know what to think.
Speaker 1: I thought maybe this was a dream he was remembering,
Speaker 1: or maybe this was a story he heard from other
Speaker 1: people's experiences. Then he told me he didn't want to
Speaker 1: come back until the lady told him it was okay
Speaker 1: to come back and breathe. I asked him, what lady,
Speaker 1: What did she say? He said she was telling him
Speaker 1: to breathe. It's okay to breathe, he said. He kept
Speaker 1: telling her it was too painful to breathe, but she
Speaker 1: was there and guiding him. Now. Remember the angel healer
Speaker 1: I mentioned above, Well, I pulled up her picture on
Speaker 1: my phone and didn't say anything to him. I acted
Speaker 1: like I was just searching on Facebook, and he pointed
Speaker 1: and said, that's her, that's the lady that told me
Speaker 1: to breathe. My mouth dropped and I knew that this
Speaker 1: was no dream, for it was real and it did
Speaker 1: happen to us. Imagine my amazement and shock. Another jaw
Speaker 1: dropping moment was when my husband told me before he
Speaker 1: came back, a little boy on a bike was calling
Speaker 1: to him. The boy kept saying, Hey, my name is
Speaker 1: Buddy Gomez. My name is Buddy Gomez. Tell them I'm fine,
Speaker 1: Tell them I'm doing good, and everything is fine. My
Speaker 1: husband was baffled because he had no clue why this
Speaker 1: little boy told him that, but I knew exactly what
Speaker 1: he was talking about. This was my mother's little brother, Buddy,
Speaker 1: five years old, who was hit by a car while
Speaker 1: riding his bike. He had been following my mom his
Speaker 1: big sister on the road when he was hit by
Speaker 1: a car and killed. My mother was blamed for the
Speaker 1: accident and felt guilty about it her whole life. This
Speaker 1: happened in the late nineteen sixties. My mom is now
Speaker 1: sixty one. When I told my mom and her siblings
Speaker 1: they cried, what a healing and closure to bring him
Speaker 1: back After all of these years, I can truly say
Speaker 1: that my husband went somewhere and experienced pure love, peace
Speaker 1: and joy. He stated very clearly that he felt no
Speaker 1: stress and it was perfect. This experience has caused me
Speaker 1: to be open to the universe and everything that is
Speaker 1: out there. It has caused me to question every religious
Speaker 1: teaching I grew up learning about heaven and hell. I
Speaker 1: believe there is a God of pure love and we
Speaker 1: are energy that returns back to the Creator no matter
Speaker 1: what our spiritual beliefs are or our behavior was here
Speaker 1: on earth. My husband wasn't perfect. He cussed, he was
Speaker 1: easily stressed, God angry, hasn't attended church for a long time,
Speaker 1: and he still experienced God's true love. My husband healed
Speaker 1: completely and after all the m R. Eyes and blood work,
Speaker 1: everything came back fine. And still to this day, there
Speaker 1: is no medical explanation as to why all of this
Speaker 1: happened to my husband. My husband's sneak peek at transitioning
Speaker 1: to another world is something he has no fear of,
Speaker 1: and neither do I. After all is said and done,
Speaker 1: I don't know which part of all the prayers, the
Speaker 1: angel healer, my belief and constant knowing that he would
Speaker 1: come out just fine made this miracle happen. I know
Speaker 1: it all made a difference. So let's go for our
Speaker 1: next break and we'll be back. You're listening to Shades
Speaker 1: of the Afterlife on the I Heart Radio and Coast
Speaker 1: to Coast AM Paranormal Podcast Network. Don't go anywhere, there's
Speaker 1: more Shades of the Afterlife coming right up. You're listening
Speaker 1: to the I Heart Radio and Coast to Coast a
Speaker 1: M Paranormal Podcast. Hi, this is you follow just Kevin
Speaker 1: Randall and you're listening to the I Heart Radio and
Speaker 1: Coast to Coach AM Paranormal Podcast Network. Welcome back to
Speaker 1: Shades of the Afterlife. I'm Sander Champlain. Let's see if
Speaker 1: we can squeeze in a few more near death experienced
Speaker 1: stories while we have our time together. It was two
Speaker 1: thousand fifteen, two days after my birthday. I was to
Speaker 1: undergo a wrist surgery to release a tendon. As I
Speaker 1: was in immense pain and movements were restricted in my thumb.
Speaker 1: The nurses in the operation room asked me if I
Speaker 1: was allergic to any medication, and I was not. The
Speaker 1: doctors and nurses were getting me ready for the surgery
Speaker 1: and gave me an injection of emma set, which controls
Speaker 1: vomiting and nausea. I had a very bad burning sensation
Speaker 1: after they gave me the shot, and I had an
Speaker 1: allergic reaction and went into a state of anaphylaxis and
Speaker 1: hives began to cover my arm. They controlled it by
Speaker 1: giving me a steroid and went ahead with the surgery,
Speaker 1: and I fell unconscious. I was moving from a black hole,
Speaker 1: and remember feeling like I was warm and inside a womb,
Speaker 1: like a baby. And I was very tiny, and all
Speaker 1: I could see were drapes flowing soft cloth and colors
Speaker 1: of red, orange, and yellow. They were bright and beautiful.
Speaker 1: And I started to move upwards, and the drapes were
Speaker 1: never ending. As I kept moving upwards, I felt so
Speaker 1: much love, so secure as a baby must feel inside
Speaker 1: a mother's womb. I felt love in the purest sense,
Speaker 1: love without temptation, love without jealousy, love so pure I
Speaker 1: cannot express it in words. I was so detached to
Speaker 1: my real world that I did not even think about
Speaker 1: my family, or my husband, or my children. I was
Speaker 1: drawn to the supreme love and I kept moving up
Speaker 1: into a light. I felt very close to my destination,
Speaker 1: as if it was a finish line, and then all
Speaker 1: of a sudden, I felt I was slipping down. And
Speaker 1: while I was slipping, I tried to hold the fabrics
Speaker 1: that I saw. Yet the fabrics let me loose as
Speaker 1: they were so soft, they were slippery, and I simply
Speaker 1: could not hold them. Something kept coming back to me
Speaker 1: and my thoughts, like a communication, not with words, but
Speaker 1: with feelings, telling me to go back as it was
Speaker 1: not my time yet, and I felt it was trying
Speaker 1: to tell me that death is beautiful and it should
Speaker 1: not be feared. While I was coming back into my consciousness,
Speaker 1: I kept shouting, please take me I want to go
Speaker 1: back up. Don't leave me down, send me up. The
Speaker 1: doctors kept asking me where I wanted to go, and
Speaker 1: I just kept saying, take me up. After I came
Speaker 1: home from surgery, I would cry and feel sad not
Speaker 1: being there, as I felt like I had been back home.
Speaker 1: All I thought about was the love I had experienced
Speaker 1: and the impact it had on me. I was more
Speaker 1: aware now how it would be when I die, and
Speaker 1: I'm not scared of it anymore. I feel more gratitude
Speaker 1: towards life, and I respected. I have really changed since
Speaker 1: that experience. Okay, here's the next one. My near death
Speaker 1: experience happened when I was seven years old. I was
Speaker 1: playing with my dog in the backseat of the car
Speaker 1: while my diseased step dad was driving. He took a
Speaker 1: sudden turn and somehow the back door opened and I
Speaker 1: fell out with my head first, where I got blunt trauma.
Speaker 1: Next thing that I knew is that I was out
Speaker 1: of my body, seeing a very bright white light and
Speaker 1: feeling really calm, happy and loved. I've never felt anything
Speaker 1: like that. It was a pure divine feeling. I was
Speaker 1: moving to something that looked like a portal or a
Speaker 1: gait made of bright white light. Then I heard a
Speaker 1: voice of a female talking with someone else that I
Speaker 1: could not see or hear. I also felt something familiar,
Speaker 1: like family surrounding me. The voice said, she is young,
Speaker 1: she should go back. It is not her time yet.
Speaker 1: Next thing I know, I opened my eyes and I
Speaker 1: was in my mother's lap. I saw her crying while
Speaker 1: we were surrounded by some trees. Then I closed my eyes,
Speaker 1: went into a coma, and woke up A week after.
Speaker 1: My head surgery. These are the only things that I remember,
Speaker 1: and I guess it's because I keep recalling that event
Speaker 1: my entire life pretty often. In fact, it's something I
Speaker 1: will never forget. Boy, all these stories with unconditional love.
Speaker 1: Now I know what love feels like. And even though
Speaker 1: I don't think we feel it that often, could you
Speaker 1: imagine just so much love and love for you. We're
Speaker 1: so hard on ourselves, aren't we. But imagine just a
Speaker 1: bright light jam packed with this love that you can
Speaker 1: feel all for you. Okay, One last one. This one
Speaker 1: is titled Down a Syndrome Child sees grandfather well near death.
Speaker 1: My father died from cancer in two thousand and two
Speaker 1: when my daughter was only seven years old. Unfortunately, my
Speaker 1: father and I did not have a great relationship when
Speaker 1: I was growing up, but my daughter was so close
Speaker 1: to him and would sit with him in his chair
Speaker 1: when she visited. My daughter has Down syndrome. When she
Speaker 1: was fourteen years old, she developed leukemia and was rushed
Speaker 1: to the hospital. She seemed to be okay at first,
Speaker 1: but over the next few days she developed sepsis, had
Speaker 1: to be intubated, needed ivy medication to prevent her blood
Speaker 1: pressure from dropping. And went into Oregon failure. For two weeks,
Speaker 1: she was near death and the medical staff warned us
Speaker 1: that she was in bad shape. After the worst had passed,
Speaker 1: she started to recover. She was still intubated, so she
Speaker 1: couldn't talk, but she was excited and tried to talk
Speaker 1: when I would go to see her. Finally, she had
Speaker 1: improved enough that they could remove the tube. She excitedly
Speaker 1: told me that she had seen Grampy Bob, my father,
Speaker 1: and that he told her she had to wake up.
Speaker 1: She also said that he told her that he loves you,
Speaker 1: which was directed at me. My daughter is a simple
Speaker 1: person who is honest and sincere. I believe with all
Speaker 1: of my heart that she saw my father and experienced
Speaker 1: all of these things. Sorry if I raced through these stories,
Speaker 1: but I had them, and I wanted so badly to
Speaker 1: read them to you. For as many different people that
Speaker 1: are on the planet, we each have our own experiences
Speaker 1: and how we would describe life. I found that the
Speaker 1: same thing holds true with near death experiences. There are
Speaker 1: so many similarities, but there's also some very unique things
Speaker 1: to them. I especially like stories like the ones we
Speaker 1: heard where people meet relatives or people that they don't
Speaker 1: know existed or the one lady while she was drowning,
Speaker 1: she saw a man she didn't recognize who came to
Speaker 1: be her biological father. Wow, those things are magical to me.
Speaker 1: That sense of peace and love, and most people come
Speaker 1: back from a near death experience wanting to make a
Speaker 1: difference with other people and have absolutely no fear in dying.
Speaker 1: And the story where the lady prayed and visualized all
Speaker 1: that stuff really works. I've had experiences in my life
Speaker 1: that I really concentrated on something just as I wanted
Speaker 1: it to happen, and you know what, it did happen. Now,
Speaker 1: I know there's other times, like when my dad was
Speaker 1: ill and in the hospital. Oh, I tried everything, like
Speaker 1: the woman who contacted the angel healer, I tried so
Speaker 1: many things, but Dad did not heal. But looking back,
Speaker 1: things needed to go exactly the way they did for
Speaker 1: me to go on the journey looking for evidence of
Speaker 1: the afterlife, for me to be here talking to you
Speaker 1: right now. It's always a good idea to play full
Speaker 1: out with everything we have available to help ourselves and
Speaker 1: another person heal. But I don't want you to forget
Speaker 1: that you are a divine soul having a human experience,
Speaker 1: and I don't think we're supposed to remember that. If
Speaker 1: you're interested and more near to experienced stories, I wholeheartedly
Speaker 1: would love to send you to I N's dot org.
Speaker 1: It is a nonprofit organization, so become a member. All
Speaker 1: kinds of things available, or leave a donation. I know
Speaker 1: they would appreciate it. All of these episodes are yes
Speaker 1: to help us believe in the afterlife. But when we
Speaker 1: believe in the afterlife, we get to live a powerful life.
Speaker 1: So I'd love to invite you to some things coming up.
Speaker 1: This is being recorded at the beginning of January three,
Speaker 1: so happy New Year to you. We're starting a brand
Speaker 1: new course to make miracles happen in your life called
Speaker 1: New Year, New Start with our medium tutors Carry and
Speaker 1: Fill and also speaking of mediumship, why not join us
Speaker 1: in a class on mediumship. Get to see the power
Speaker 1: of your soul in action and you never know who
Speaker 1: will come through in one of the breakout rooms. We
Speaker 1: also have our free Sunday gathering and our demonstration of trance,
Speaker 1: mediumship and healing with Scott Milligan. Details can be found
Speaker 1: at We Don't Die dot com. Lots of great things
Speaker 1: to choose from, including being part of our Facebook group
Speaker 1: which now has over seven thousand fabulous members. In closing,
Speaker 1: and I don't say this lightly, I so appreciate you listening.
Speaker 1: You could be doing lots of things with your time,
Speaker 1: and what you're doing is you're choosing to listen to me.
Speaker 1: So I give everything I've got so that these are
Speaker 1: good experiences. And you know that you are a divine soul.
Speaker 1: You're perfect, whole and complete just as you are. You
Speaker 1: are one of a kind. With that, my friend, I
Speaker 1: wish you a wonderful rest of the day. My name
Speaker 1: is Sander Champlain and you've been listening to Shades of
Speaker 1: the Afterlife on the I Heart Radio and Coast Coast
Speaker 1: AM Paranormal Podcast Network. Thanks for listening to the I
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