“Absolute total bliss beyond words. Love so strong you feel like you will melt.
The worst part was coming back and remembering the experience. I not only have no fear of death, but a feeling of wanting to die so I can go back to it.”
I have never come close to the feeling of peace I had during my cardiac arrest. No pain, no worries, no stress at all. I was in a very dark place and there were.....something, or somebodies floating on the edges of the space. I don’t know who or what they were, but they somehow seemed to contribute to the feelings I had. In retrospect they may have been welcoming me. I miss it. I too have no fear of death. I sometimes feel like I missed an opportunity. I came back when the legs of the stretcher didn’t drop like they’re supposed to and the medics basically dropped the stretcher. The jolt brought me back.
The darkness is a layer between here and Heaven that souls must cross to enter Heaven. Many people speak of a tunnel with a bright light at the other end.
The tunnel is the pathway through the darkness. The Light is shining from Heaven as a beacon to guide souls to cross over.
In order for you to feel the bliss, Heaven was shining on you. There are also scary mis-shapen beings in the darkness. A soul that is not Heaven focused experiences fear rather than bliss and the weight of the fear prohibits crossing over. They become stuck here.
The perfect Love of Heaven casts out fear and allows a good soul to cross over.
In your situation, it was not your time yet. You agreed to help someone else or yourself to grow further spiritually so your job here was not complete.
One unusual note. People who crossed over and returned can “feel” the warmth of the bliss when they meet someone else who had the experience. Close your eyes now and you should feel the warmth in your chest.
I was traveling in Italy July of last year when a young woman died in front of me. We were sitting in a castle courtyard having a glass of wine far away from any medical facility.
I brought her back three times. The first two times she returned, her heart was racing and there was a hypoxia type rapid breathing. I recognized this as an attribute of a valve stuck open in her heart. It was pumping rapidly but moving no blood.
The third time she returned to her body she was at total peace and glowing. I carried her back to her room where some friends watched her to make sure she was ok. She could not speak the rest of the evening, but wore a huge smile.
The next morning at breakfast she told me that she was over her body watching me work on her. She felt me pull her back into her body.