LIFE AFTER LIFE (Part 2)
Life After Life
The book, Life After Life, deals directly with mans greatest fear, or at the very least, his greatest unknown. This book may someday be looked upon as a steppingstone to further investigation into this most interesting subject. (Though the subject matter from this book had been written about prior to its publication in some journals they were considered of little scientific value. Dr. Moody gave the NDE, or near death experience, its first real legitimacy.) I honestly feel that the day will come when this book becomes a tool that will help many people deal with the fears and apprehension of either losing a loved one, or perhaps accepting their own mortality, resulting in a happier and more productive life experience.
I have two reasons for believing that this book can be a life changing piece of literature. One, this book helps to remove the mental block of an ultimate end: leaving us with the hope that there is a better place for which we should strive. And two, the book gives people some insight into themselves by helping to break through the wall of denial that always seems to shroud death making it possible to consider death with a more open and positive outlook.
This was the second time that I have read, Life After Life. And I was no less amazed this time around then I was the first time. Why does this book hold so much interest for me? Because I can closely relate many of my own experiences to the stories and experiences that are shared throughout the book. Many of my own are equally amazing though I admit to being a bit biased. And many of my experiences will have to wait for another day, but in my more youthful years these experiences caused me to do a fair amount of soul searching and research into the fields of both the paranormal and parapsychology. And even many years later I still hold a tremendous fascination in these fields.
However it was my mothers near death experience that draws me even closer to the subjects in this paper then anything that I have experienced personally. In the mid sixties she was in the hospital for a heart valve transplant operation. The operation itself went very well considering this was a very new procedure using a pigs heart valve that had only been done successfully a few times before this. In fact there had been only a few minor complications, much fewer then had been expected. But then ten days post-op, my mothers heart just stopped beating causing the hospital to call a full code blue to try and resuscitate her. The following is her story as best as I can remember it.
The next thing that I knew after hearing many buzzers and alarms go off, I was standing on the bank of a dark but peaceful river. Behind me was a wall of fire that I just knew was there, but I didnt turn around to look at it. It was right about then that I realized that I would never have to feel anymore pain ever again if I just took one step forward into that river. It was light on the other side, but I could feel that more than see it, and Im not really sure how to describe it in any other way. Then I started to think about my husband and my two boys and thats when I knew that I wasnt ready cross over yet. It was at that very instant that I found myself back in my hospital room with doctors and nurses frantically moving about.
Sixteen years later, my mother lay on her death bed. At one point, after she had coded three times already, I asked her if it hurt to much to stay? At this point she could no longer speak so she just shook her head, yes. Then I asked her if she had seen the river again? She only smiled. I told her the next time she saw it to go ahead and step in. And again, she smiled. About two hours later she crossed that river.
I know, without a doubt, that when I get to that river and cross it myself I will once again see my mother in perfect health with a smile on her face. And that is something that I find very reassuring.
Just recently my father told me something that I did not know about this whole episode apparently two psychiatrists documented my mothers experience before she was released from the hospital. I am going to try and see if I can get Georgetown University Hospital, which was the hospital she was at, to release that documentation to me. Im sure that there is a lot more in it than what I have stated here.