|Of course, medical people in ER being who they are, I was zapped with the
paddles and given an injection in the heart .. and the records noted that some time later
.. vital signs returned. |
- I lapsed in and out of consciousness for about 14 days.
Sometimes I was lucid .. sometimes it was like I was in a fog. But, what I remember very
clearly were what I saw and what I felt.
Now .. the problem for the hospital staff was that I started to talk to them about
everything they did to me .. about when I had died .. and whilst I was in a coma. I was
able to describe accurately the procedure .. and even identify the people who worked on
You're not supposed to be able to do this, according to the books .. and many people made
what I remembered very wrong. Many people had very fixed ideas about what a "Near
Death Experience" should be like.
But, the hospital staff did confirm for me that my remembering was accurate in every
detail as far I related it to them. The psychologists and psychiatrists wanted to wrap me
up in wet sheets and fill me full of narcotics until I "snapped out of it". No
But, that was only part of the story. There was a whole lot more which, at the time, I was
not about to tell anyone. This incident opened up a whole new world for me which was to
take me to places and to meetings with people I consciously had never remembered dreaming
During the period I was "dead" I was able to see the whole of my life before
me .. everything that I had ever done. I could see the "Paths" that I had walked
and the possibilities for the future. There was no "god" figure, but there were
all of the people with whom I had unresolved issues.
The reason I decided to "come back" into the body was because I was also able
to see the purpose of my birth .. my incarnation into a body in the first place. I was
able to see my present life in relationship to a number of times I had been in a physical
The doorway to "heaven" was barred with my own self-judgements .. regrets
over things I had the opportunity to do and passed up. Regrets over missed opportunities.
Regrets over all of the times I had compromised my integrity for acceptance and
recognition from someone.
It was easier to come back and repair a 40 year old body than it was to come back in as a
baby again and go through what I had as a child .. especially the estrangement from my
knowing and remembering. But, then, I could also see the reason I had been brought up in
the family I had .. and why my mother was abusive towards me.
It was a very conscious act of will .. that the part of me floating on the ceiling looking
down at the body known as Christopher Wynter would remember everything that happened
whilst the body was dead ..
One thing that was not very comfortable were all of the prayers that people were
projecting at me .. they were like harpoon barbs trying to hook into me .. trying to drag
me back .. and I could also see the reasons why they wanted me alive. The reasons were not
pretty. They were because I fulfilled a personal need for each person preying (the
spelling prey is intentional here!)
But, the body needed rest - spinal injuries, broken ribs and a depressed fracture of
>> to be continued ..