I was bike riding with my sister and a friend. I fell off the bike and fractured my skull. I died several times on the way to the hospital and was in a coma for a week.
The experience does not translate into language. It is an experience that we will all get to in time. The biggest feeling was not only of peace, but of completeness, and understanding of everything. All questions were answered, but since it was on a different level it was not important. There was no need to consider individual issues because all were known. It was like being a molecule of water in a sea, but you are also the whole sea. It was like returning to the source and renewing. Individual bodies are so restricting and limiting in comparison.
When I woke up out of my coma, my short-term memory was poor. But I remember being angry with my Mother. I blamed her for making me come back.