Meeting with Grandparents

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Story type: Near Death Experience
Location: Ottawa
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Sat Mar 20 23:24:25 2010

About 22 yrs ago when i was in my early 20s I was fast asleep and had, what I considered for a long time to be the most wonderful dream ever. In my dream I was floating and came toward a darkness that was lit only by millions of stars. I began to hurl thru the air at what felt like sonic speed and marvelled at how i wasnt hitting any of the stars. It was as though I were in a tunnel. I was travelling toward an amazingly bright light. I arrived at a place that felt a bit dark in the foreground and there was a mountain range behind it. The sky was the most magnificent colours of purple pink and blue and there was a magnificent presence behind the mountians and the glow of light there gave me a feeling of absolute rapture and peace. Also joy, unlike anything experienced on this earth overwhelmed me. I felt so perfectly happy and elated.

Then in the foreground I realized my deceased grandparents from my dads side were there. My grandmother was holding the hand of a male child who was dressed as though he may be from the 1940's. A big yellow dog also stood beside them wagging his tail and panting.

My grandmother who had passed about 15 yrs before said "you have to go back, it's not your time and you have alot to do." I pleaded to stay saying I didnt care about the world behind me-it mattered little now that I had experienced a feeling so perfect it cannot even be described.

My granny insisted that I go back and when I agreed I travelled back through this same tunnel hearing the stars whiz past me again.

When I awoke I felt as though I was taking the first breath in a very long time-as though I had stopped breathing and I felt terrible pain in my lungs. It was about 3 am and i didnt get back to sleep that night. I couldnt understand it but I suddenly felt I wanted to go to church and be in a holy place. It lead me on a journey to seek the religion I needed and only a couple years later began to realize the "dream" was just what so many people describe as near death experiences. I fear I may have been suffering from sleep apnea and had perhaps indeed died that night but granny sent me back.

Decades later I shared the experience with my dad who said his nephew who passed years after my dream dressed just as I had described the child and he also produced a picture that had my dad's big yellow dog from his childhood.

It's difficult to tell this story and be taken seriously but I know what I know and Im not afriad to die, except that I want to live to raise my children. Death itself will be the most rewarding gift after this life.