Russian scientist photographs souls leaving body at death., page 8

If you have ever had an OBE, then you'd know that we exist within a multiple plane of existence. Body,Mind,Soul...

I died on the surgeons table. I was 22 years old. I left my body, and was suspended above myself at ceiling level for a short while. I saw the silver thread that is not commonly talked of. It danced around and connected my outer conscientiousness with the flesh below.

The strange thing was, I was determining if I wanted to just exit and not go back, and assessing if I could handle the ramifications if I did go back.

I actually saw my opened up abdomen, guts and all, and all the attendants in the room. It was a god awful bloody mess.

I left the room, and went to a region where there was first a greyness, and then just light. I felt a presence there, and sense of total peace, relief. I was told to go back. I followed the silver cord, and reentered my body. It hurt and stung. It felt cold.

The next day, I told my doctor in the recovery ward about it, and he very quickly looked around, and put his finger to my mouth. Then he softly shushed me. He said that it wasn't something that I should talk about in front of the other guys nearby. Then he quietly told me, that it was a phenomenon that the medical community was aware of, and generally did not discuss it with patients. He said it was a rare event, and not many people are willing to discuss it. He left, and came back with a chaplain.

I blew their mind, when I revealed who was in the room, where they stood, and what their roles were. I told them what color the room was, and that I had was covered in blood soaked sheets from my neck to my knees. I knew how many blood plasma bags were used. The Chaplain wrote everything I said down in a journal. I signed it. The doctor was very quiet, and just nodded as I revealed what I remembered. He said, "Yes! we have heard of this before, but, not very often."

Thus, for me, I personally know, that there is more to us, than just our physical body.

As far as I am concerned, something told me to return. I didn't see it. I was aware of it, and understood it.

Whenever I awaken out of a sub conscience state, and have a certain feeling within me, I recognize instantly the feeling, and sensation. I have left again, and voyaged out for a short while. It is a longing, and desire now. My "being" longs for the light flight of freedom, lightness of being, and the last time it happened, tears poured out of my eyes, as my wife watched in horror. She said I was rigid, pasty looking, cool to the touch, with my eyes rolled back in my head, nearly not breathing. She thought I was dying. Then she told me, I became very still...gasped and became aware of her. I was looking at her, but didn't respond to her calls. Finally, I said hello, as if I had just met her. Then I remembered where I was, and who I was.

That was the time I saw literally countless millions of silver/ silver white threads emanating from the planet like hairs into the air. They intertwined and danced about as if to some harmony. Then I remembered my teachings about the cosmic Om vibration, then I felt so very humbled.

We are all connected. We are not individual at all. There is a cosmic conscience/awareness we all are tapped into. We are one. One with everything.

I am glad science can now begin to show everyone, what the body does and is. Existence isn't just flesh. Just as mind isn't only brain matter and electrical synapses in chemical suspension. Soul isn't just a collection of actions.

We are each tuned to our particular channel, and live within that signal. Yet, as you know, you can cross over into anothers channel, and read or feel their thoughts, and desires, if you can let yourself disconnect from ego. Ego is assumptive, and it deludes.

Within the ether of the welkin, we all exist together. In the immense ethereal gulf we hang on a thread.

You never really die. You are never alone.

I am glad I told you about this.