There have been quite a few OBE's for me over the years. I'll describe 2 here.
The first was when I was really young, and had chicken pox. I started running a fever one night, and stopped breathing in my sleep. My younger sister came in and was worried I wouldn't wake up. After shaking me for a bit I finally took a breath and came back to. While in this state though, which lasted a few minutes, everything was black until I looked up at these large black, elaborately decorated gates. There was a handsome man standing before them shaking his head. He had short black hair, blue eyes, and a jackal tattoo on his right shoulder. I asked him who he was and he smiled and said "anubis". I asked him if he was the guy in my closet, and he nodded. (those who know me, know that I played with a guy and a woman in my closet) He told me it was not my time to cross through the gates, that I needed to return. At this point he smiled, and said that he'd see me again soon. I didn't think much of this and let it pass out of my mind.
This leads into my next story which happened several years later. I was about 4 or 5 years older and was at a swimming pool with my family, on a camping trip. There were a lot of people who were around, including a life guard and my family (of course). I was getting a little "ballsy" you could say, and went down to the edge of the 4-5 ft part of the pool. I didn't know at the time that it did a straight dip to 5 feet. Bouncing along and not aware of this dip, I lost my footing when I slipped into this dip. This is where the physical parts of this go hazy because I don't remember much of the mechanics that happened. I only know what my mother told me. I was bouncing off the floor of the pool, splashing and yelling for help, and as usual the life guard was more interested in the hot girls in bikini's that were present. My mom caught me out of the corner of her eye, and started straight for me after putting my youngest sibling on the upper part of the pool. By this point I had blacked out, and don't remember this, but I do remember everything going black and seeing the gates from my first experience again. Like before, the guy was standing there waiting for me. Anubis shook his head, and said to me "It's not your time, you need to stay away from this place for a while. I will come to you when you are capable of understanding what is happening to you. You need to return to your realm and find yourself. I will see you again and be watching over you." He poked me in the chest so hard that I felt liquid come out of my lungs, this is when, my mother who had grabbed me up, had thrown me against the wall of the pool forcing the water from my lungs. When she reached me I was floating on the water.
The reason I brought this up, is because everyone has their own experiences and their own beliefs as to what happens after death occurs. I did not see a white light, or a white tunnel with relatives. I just was... I have had a few other experiences, but none as vivid as the two I just mentioned. The point here, is that no matter what happens after death, we should live our lives in the moment. We can plan for tomorrow and hope it comes, but it's the moment we are in right now that is what effects what will happen later
A little bird experience I had
Yesterday (7/17/11), a little bird flew into the window and landed oddly in the bushes. I ran inside after I saw him fall and grabbed some oven mitts and scooped him up. I tried giving him water, and healing him but nothing worked. About 30 minutes later the little bird died. I buried him in the back yard near a hibiscus bush as I do with most animals that have died. I felt so moved while burying him I said a prayer to the Goddess, upon finishing I felt her with me, standing with me with not only a feeling of joy but of sadness as well. Death can be very sad, but it can be a very happy occasion as well, it's a matter of how we perceive the actions, in-actions and circumstances that are presently happening during the time. It's finding your own trust and understanding in your mortality that will bring you inner peace during these times.
I am with you still - I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's hush
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone -
I am with you still - in each new dawn.
adapted by person(s) unknown from the original poem Do not Stand at My Grave and Weep, generally attributed to Mary Frye, 1932
