An NDE'r Shares the Experience of a Lifetime
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Moon Shares Her Story
I had a NDE at birth and experiences similar to those described in your work and I didn’t let on too much. Until recently, something has drawn me to you again. I had a feeling that I needed to reach out to you, and this time, I’d like to share a little more about what has happened to me throughout my life.
When I was a little girl, I suffered terrible nightmares. Two in particular stayed with me. The first, I was trapped in a cave red and glowing, with no way out. The walls seemed to close in and go out and I could hear a rhythmic banging sound as though the cave itself were alive and about to collapse on me. No matter how I ran, I couldn’t escape. In the second dream, I was rushing so fast through a tunnel. Ahead of me was a bright light. As I approached it, I was suddenly thrown out into a large lake of water. I panicked and I couldn’t swim and always woke in terror.
It wasn’t until years later that I learned what had happened when I was born. The umbilical cord was wrapped tightly around my neck three times, and I was unresponsive. I was born at home, and a student midwife was struggling, not knowing what to do and was trying to remove the cord with scissors! Thankfully my mum’s midwife burst through the door, unwrapped it, and began working on me. My mum said it was a long time which seemed like forever before I finally took my first breath.
When I was pregnant with my first child, I bought a book called Life of the Unborn Child. As I read this book the images describing the womb, I remember my childhood dreams as they had never left me, the red glowing cave, the rhythmic beating, brought back the memories and the feeling of being trapped. I realised it might have been a memory of my own birth. Likewise, the dream of the tunnel and the light seemed to echo that same experience of entering life. I now realise it could have been going back into my womb rather than the memory of it.
Throughout my life, I’ve been psychic. I have such vivid dreams, some that come true and meet my loved ones who have passed. I have seen, heard, and felt spirits especially in other people’s homes. I have had some extreme and scary experiences, where strange things often happen around me. I’ve also seen animal spirits. Many of these experiences mirror what you have described others after near-death experiences.
I have never had any direct experiences with UFOs, other than a single dream in which I was taken to a spaceship and then safely brought back. It felt incredibly real, but then again, so do many of my dreams.
I have also had out-of-body experiences, times when I’ve felt myself
between heaven and another place. One of the most powerful of these happened after my dear nephew died of meningitis at the age of two. I longed to find him, and one night, in my dream, I found myself in the most beautiful garden imaginable. The colors of the flowers, the air, everything felt alive with peace and light. In this garden, stood a beautiful woman wearing a long yellow gown. Her hair was long and dark, and there was a gentle, comforting energy about her. I approached her and told her that I wanted to find my nephew. She said he was not on this plane, he was in another place. She could take me to him but the experience might frighten me. She told me to think carefully about it. She would take me there and bring me safely back. Then I decided that I wanted to go. She asked me to lie down on a bed made up with pure white cotton sheets. For some reason I remembered the pillow which was strangely so perfect. As I began to lie down, she started to sing. Her voice was unlike anything I’d ever heard, unworldly and beautiful beyond words. As she sang, I began to drift. I saw colors ahead of me, swirling and drawing me upward toward them. That’s when I realised I was leaving my body. I panicked. I told her I felt as if I was shouting out that I wanted to come back. I kept repeating, “No,” I don’t want to go.
Then suddenly I was back, and I woke up. It was six o’clock in the morning. Then, a couple of months later, I finally saw my nephew in another dream. I was standing beside a road, with large park gates behind me. A car pulled up and he was inside. I held him and cuddled him, but only for a short time before he had to return. I have often wondered if those gates were connected to that other place, just a feeling that has stayed with me. Many years back I lost my best friend. She had died in a car accident. She comes to me in dreams and in one dream she came, she sat and spoke to me. She gave me proof of something specific to share with her mum and dad so they would know it was really her and to tell them she was happy. But I was too afraid to tell them. I didn’t want to cause them any more pain. After that, I stopped seeing her for a while, and I felt as if she might have been upset with me. These are just some of the experiences I’ve had powerful, mysterious moments that have stayed with me ever since. I know these are just dreams but they are all part of my life’s experiences.
I’ve always felt different from the crowd. I’m also ambidextrous and was scolded at school for using both hands. I am also left eye dominant. Which may mean nothing, but I put it down to everything about me. I only realized this, as I love photographing the moon especially. I realised that I use my left eye on the lens, only realizing it was different as most others use the right eye, then did the eye dominant test in which I am left eye dominant. I am very artistic and have created designs in art and wire. I am a creative writer of stories, songs, and poetry.
All my life, I’ve felt that I’m somehow different, though I rarely speak about it. I now have 5 children of my own and 13 grandchildren. I am very artistic and created designs in art and wire. Although my friends and family do know so much is intertwined with who I am, my experiences have shaped me profoundly.
Thank you Moon. PMH
Labels: Childhood nde, NDE aftereffects, Near-Death Experience


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