During my infancy, I suffered frequently from asthma attacks. The first out of body experience that I had was when I had a clear memory of what happened one night. I felt an extreme suffocation up to the point where I couldn’t articulate the words to ask for help from my family. After some anxious moments that seemed to take forever, suddenly I was free of all suffering. I remember thinking ‘Now I can breathe’ but then I looked down and I realized my body was still lying on the bed. I heard terrible sounds coming from my body. They were trying to give oxygen in vain. I realized that I didn’t have to breathe to stay conscious. I had become a type of semi-transparent light, free of the breathing equipment or body. I looked at my brother sleeping by my side, without knowing what had happened. I went to my parents house. I remember that I wanted to move and immediately I was at his side, without any break in sequence. I thought something like “Marvelous!” and I started to play. I was six years old at the time. I moved to all parts of the house. At that point, there appeared two balls of light. One said to me in a very serious voice, what was I doing there and that I should now return to my body, or I would never again be able to do so, Just at that moment, I was carried through a luminous tunnel. Once more I was in my bed and in my own body. The asthma attack was over.
Much later I again had a similar experience, but this time there were many more beings of light in the room. They talked to me with familiarity, as if they had known me all of my life. I had no idea who they were. One of them said ‘You should stay with us and stop suffering so’, but another replied ‘He has much to live through and he is going to be so happy.’ Then they became two balls of light, and everyone present maintained a respectful silence, as you would before a respected figure of authority. Meanwhile, I was carried once more through a narrow tunnel at great speed to my body.
From that moment, in dreams I was able to speak with these entities of light in my room. They spoke to me with familiarity. They have guided and advised me at various important stages of my life. I know that this sounds absurd and like a mental health problem, but it is as if through these out of body experiences my mind has ended up half way between both worlds. If I believe this ‘mental illness’ myself, it is through the precision with which everything that has been related to me has always come true. Much later, during my adolescence, I had these types of encounters with people that had just died. I will always remember the anguish of a nurse, that had attended me the previous week and that had had a fatal accident and that when in an advanced state of pregnancy, went to her place of work. She told me that she had had an accident and that if the assistants were quick, the baby could yet be saved. But I didn’t know where the accident had happened and I couldn’t do anything. The very next day they confirmed her death, and ever since I had been left with that feeling of helplessness of not being able to do anything for her.
On another occasion, my grandmother, recently dead, gave me precise instructions to pick up my grandfather at his house, he was now ill, and needed help. She said to me, ‘Go where the pink shark is’, something that held no meaning at that time for me. At that moment I heard the phone ring, and a neighbor of my grandfather told us how ill he was, so my mother gave me the keys to the car, and sent me to get him. The usual road was closed, due to a storm, that had strewn trees in the way, and the operatives that were there told me that the other route that I could take was blocked as well. It occurred to me to take a small forest trail I would be able to get through the fallen trees. On arriving at the entrance to the said route, THERE HAD BEEN A CITROËN DS TIBURÓN PINK IN COLOUR PARKED THERE. I froze, but at the same time I knew that if I went on this road there I would get there without problems, as indeed it transpired.
I have had many such experiences of this type, and at the level of detail of these premonitions it has made me sure it is not a mental disorder of any type. I would rather like it to be interpreted as definitive proof that somehow, we survive death. It is possible that a collective consciousness to which we have access with ease, and that others relate to me in this way so that their understanding is simpler. Be that as it may, (survival of the mind outside of the body or the collective consciousness) I believe that the reality is more complex than the modern scientific paradigms can encompass. And that fresh and vigorous research is necessary in respect of that which should help us through this frontier of knowledge. In this respect, I think you have to in the first place distinguish the experiences in which there is no scientific evidence of clinical death, like mine, that are not of great scientific interest. They can now be interpreted as hallucinations through Cerebral Hypoxia, and for those others, in which there is clinical death, like those of the subjects who had NDEs and who had at least 1 minute without EEG activity and no heart activity. These types of experiences are those which make science reflect on the current concepts of consciousness and mind, and the fact that there seems to be some sort of conscious activity in brains that there shouldn’t be according to current paradigms. The fact that people blind from birth are able to vividly remember colors through their NDEs, of this type are also very significant that there is something that is eluding us. Like that in respect of mine, that happens in most cases of people that have experienced an NDE, although I understand that for science that they would not value my experience, yes it helps me on a personal level to not have any fear of death and to be able to face it with total serenity and confidence.