
When I was 15 years old, I had a near-death experience. It wasn’t even until a few years ago that I realized I had died. A car accident left me in a trauma situation on the side of the road. I remember floating above my body and seeing paramedics by my side. The next thing I remember, I was in the ambulance. At some point in between, I must have merged back with my physical vessel. Life was very different after that day.
In 2013, when my mother passed away in the hospital, I had a profound spiritual awakening. She had been undergoing intense chemo treatments for Ovarian Cancer and all her organs stopped working. I was devastated. She was my very best friend. I sat with her in the final moments, holding her hand and watching her breathe, when I witnessed something called the Afterglow Experience. In a fleeting moment, her 63-year-old body looked to be only 29. All lines and wrinkles faded, and her skin was radiant and smooth. I’d never seen her look so beautiful. This made no sense to me. Neither did the profound peace that filled my body and helped me to know this death was really just a beginning.