How 'deep' was your NDE? Floating near the ceiling? Traveling through a tunnel? Meeting deceased relatives? Encounter with a Light/Love being? Explore the Universe? See the past and future? Access to infinite knowledge? Experience unconditional love?
All of the above and much, much more
Although not really floating near the ceiling - more where ever I thought - I was. In the space of it this included yes the tunnel - my infant son was injured at C2 (spinal injury the same level as Christopher Reeve) during my labour in his birth. At the moment they turned him inside me and his spinal cord was snapped he, while still inside me, started to fly out of the tunnel that seemed to open from my body at an angle akin to from my left hip to my left shoulder and up into the ... I guess ... heavens, which was the most amazing love filled light. I took off after him 'knowing' I had to beat him to the top of it where this amazing light of love was. I got in front of him and he was at my right knee when they resuscitated his body and he went 'whoosh...' so fast back down into his body. I kind of hovered in the tunnel for a moment then went up, met his grandmother, then went down, but not into my body..
Hmm this is going to be hard without going into too much detail. Basically it splits into what was happening here (Earth) and what was happening where I (big me) was. They - doctors realised something was wrong and resuscitated him immediately doing an emergency cesarian while I was still out of my body. They thought we had had a reaction to something they gave me for this - but we were both gone before they gave us anything, and later tests to what they did give me came back negative for the expected reaction.
I was bag breathed for 45 minutes and still took a couple of hours to come back into my body. see how it gets tricky? ; )
Whenever I thought about him or my body i could see it from the outside, usually from over it, but I did venture down near my feet at one stage and was laughing because they were stapling - yes stapling!! my stomach back together and I realised the doctor didn't realise I wasn't in there. I actually had the thought - how will I get back in if they do close me up? The obstetrician was blissfully ignorant I was standing right next to him at the feet of my body and laughing. Then I knew the anaethetist became worried about me not breathing, he thought he'd killed me and I felt for him in his confusion.
Others who had come into the room since I'd left my body (and I was able to tell them where they had been in relation to my body) were worried for my son, now in a humidicrib against the wall and being ventilated. Apart from the C2 injury he was perfect, but this meant that he would never breathe, so it was a pretty permanent serious injury.
Medically, if I hadn't died too they wouldn't have resuscitated him though, he would have died at birth. It took them four hours and an IVP to find out what I knew instantly.
It took them another 28 days to accept what I also learned in the light, that he would be returning to the 'being' - although that's too cold. I was met at the top of the tunnel by my son's paternal grandmother, who I had never met in life. I cheekily said something like - if this is true, if this was real, possible, surely my Granny (my most adored person) would be here to meet me. She told me that was because they weren't there for me, she was there for my son and he would be returning to her.
I got to look around in the light and it was then that I had a sense of 'all knowledge' - past, present, future and saw ways and choices that I had been that would have been served better had I chosen to be love and compassion. It wasn't a 'judgement' in the sense that I had been taught - it was just seeing it - seeing anything - within this all knowing and love & compassion state. From seeing it, realising in another way of acceptance - and in the realising - it's like an instant forgiveness, but in the sense that there never was any wrong anyway - it just was. Kind of like an ah-ha moment when you realise something that just is and then accept it.
All thoughts, feelings, of anyone I focussed on living or dead - even the strangers who were tending my body or my son, and my dead - murdered when we were 16 friend and her murderer - were 'just is', but it has a different resonance if it's out of love or fear.
Yes I figured things out from the past, yes I saw the all of the present - seeing the truth so clearly and knowing it just is. And yes I saw relevant elements of the future of things to come, people and situations and knowing I would have the opportunity to choose love or fear in those and every situation and to help others to choose love too. I saw a doctor who would bring me more 'bad' news and stuff up an operation that I didn't have a choice about having. I knew I would have the opportunity with him and with so many others - to choose love over fear. I saw so many things, future children even though my son was supposed to have been a medical miracle in the first place. But it's almost like there was no sense of wonder about all this, it just is.
I thought of my son and my body again and was in a flash back in the room we'd been in, but everyone was gone, including my body. The empty room was completely empty of all furniture and people - when I'd last been in there there were trolleys and gurneys and the humidicrib and five doctors and nurses, and me and my son. I 'looked' for my body and in passing through from that labour room to the special care nursery where they'd taken my son and then taken my body to try to use him to bring me back - I was drawn to a hurt in the hallway, it was the anaethetist with his head on his arm on the wall, he was all sorts of in fear, but out of fear - for me and for himself, but that was okay too. I wanted to tell him I was okay, to ease his hurt and his fear - it was wrong anyway, it had nothing to do with him. I said to my son's granny - we have to tell him I'm fine and it wasn't him. She smiled and said - hmm I forgot to tell you she wanted me to go back to my body all along and I was stubbornly refusing until we sorted something out about me being able to love my son. Anyway she said I'd have to return to be able to tell him myself.
I saw through this pretty quickly, then found my body and my son in the special care nursery and the doctor and nurse who'd come to retrieve him. They were all blind to me but I got to know their hearts and souls and so many things that you might say were their own pain body issues. I saw people who were behind the head of my body and knew their minds and hearts too, people on the other side of the room. The babies though could see me - not my body, but big me - one scrambling around in a cot stopped still and looked up at me in surprise, and my son could see me and I could see him and it was pure love, he 'knew' too. He knew what an opportunity he was going to bring to so many in his short and amazingly love filled life.
Long story short I eventually did go back into my body, I was suddenly cold and blind and brittle and restrained where I had been love and light and free and perfect temperature (I looked at the 3 doonas and my white as the sheet face from outside and when a nurse was rubbing my wrist and saying 'she's so cold, we have to warm her up' I wanted to tell her I was the most perfect warm temperature I had ever been ; )
The first thing I said after naming him differently than I had intended because of a conversation with his Granny in the light, was in fear and shock of now not being able to see him, or actually even open my eyes and even when I could I couldn't focus, I really thought I was blind.
Physically he was out of my range of sight anyway, blocked by the nurse and my mum they'd also brought in, but I said "please, please, don't let them turn that machine off until I can see him properly". My Mum said 'what machine?" She hadn't noticed he was on a ventilator. The nurse noted that I couldn't have known he was...
Long story short we (me and my son) took the opportunity to choose love over fear and I learned how important it is to recognise that our actions, our behaviours may cause fear in others to. For a long time I could still feel that resonance, know the difference and ease fears with love. I met that doctor, I had two more miracle children and love spread infinitely by every one of our choices.