The phenomenon of clinical death was explained by the experiment. The story of a modern Christian about the experience of clinical death. Experience of clinical death together at the same time.

The story of a woman who experienced clinical death in childhood:
“It started back in 1972. I was 9 years old then. The story is quite old.
That year I fell ill after an injury (physical) caused to me. My mother treated me at home for a week. Then no one could have imagined that I was already slowly becoming infected. It was the month of March, there was a day left until my birthday, which I carried through my life in my memory.
I won’t go into a long story, I’ll just say one thing: I died that day. I remember how my mother cried, I saw it all from the outside and tried, without understanding what was happening, to touch her hands, telling her that I am with you, here I am, don’t cry, but she did not hear or see me. Then I noticed my blue body lying in her arms.
Then green circles (rings) appeared in the form of a funnel expanding upward, through which the ray of the Sun passed (in my then understanding). Then the picture changed to a dark blue sky with stars. I didn’t fly quickly, but rather very slowly, I flew upward, observing all the beauty with my 360° vision. It was such a feeling, as I now understand, that I was in a vacuum, simultaneously hearing the “music” of the Cosmos, if you can call it that. Everything was in motion—seething (according to the sounds). To the left and to the right, at the same time, I was accompanied by some yellow and white balls; in some places there were not balls, but rings of the same colors. I continued to fly and heard somewhere far away, as if everywhere, a melody that I can hardly describe in words, very vaguely reminiscent of the sound of an organ, but not a chant. Then I was accompanied by transparent “plasmoids” in the form of an “8”, not connected in the center (I describe it as an image clearly reminiscent of a ciliate slipper). Then I saw a clear line (horizon), from behind which the Sun was slowly rising with a dazzling white color from edge to edge of this horizon. I was so happy that I cannot describe my feelings in words. Then for some reason the thought “What about mom?” came into my head. After which I flew down very quickly. I only remember entering the body with some kind of sound.
As my mother later told me, when I came to my senses, I had cadaveric spots and glassy eyes, the emergency doctors threw up their hands and said that this was unrealistic.
The story didn't end there. I'm slowly getting better. After some time I communicated with my Higher Self, then everything stopped. But the most interesting thing is that my memory more and more often returns me to what I saw after clinical death. Very often, after everything I had experienced, for some time, I had the same dream, after which I woke up in horror and tears. But only now I understand that through a dream (subconscious), I was shown not only the beauty of the Cosmos during the journey, but also the horror of the Hell of the Subtle Worlds.
Here I remember only one single picture, repeated in every dream from day to day of that time. Namely, I’m in some caves where it smells like slop, it’s very dark, only here and there there are fires burning on the ground. I walk through the dark labyrinths of this cave; on the left side there are metal cages with very tall, dark-skinned people there. They are shouting and asking for something; near the cages there are guards of monsters, with human legs and animal heads. On the right side of the cave there are huge Rocks, where the hands of tall people, nailed with chains, are raised up. A small stream flows from the rock. These people ask me to drink, I take water in my palms, try to go up to them and give them a drink, but the monsters knock this water out of my hands - and so on endlessly. On the one hand, I am accompanied by indescribable fear and the desire to get out of there as quickly as possible, on the other hand, by someone protecting me, whom I don’t see, but I know is nearby. I’m trying to get out of there, as I go through everything I’ve seen, but the monsters don’t allow me to get to the exit. At the same time, they do not touch me physically, but they behave threateningly so that I do not give people water. In the end, the ending is the same - I go around these huge monsters and emerge through a crevice onto the surface of the earth. I don’t remember anything further. This dream was repeated more than once.
They showed Hell to me, a 9-year-old child, or was it a memory of my previous incarnation?”

Post navigation

34 Comments

Valery

I believe that if there is a hell, then it is more likely a place without God, and not demons that torment sinners. Perhaps the dream is allegorical, the guards with animal heads represent lust and base instincts that prevent the “prisoners” from gaining freedom and drinking “water.” Were the prisoners relatives or acquaintances?

Valery

Well, I don’t know... I am of the opinion that the Earth is the hell of some other planet. There are no other hells and heavens.

Anna

Lyudmila

Perhaps this is not Hell, in our understanding. Perhaps these are events that took place on Earth a very long time ago. The prisoners are giants who are mentioned in the Bible. And the overseers are creatures genetically created by aliens to Earth (from Nibiru, for example).
He wrote about conveyor belts that produced people with the heads of birds and animals. Ernst Muldashev. Perhaps the giants were used both as labor and as genetic material.
Assembly lines for people:
http://mystery-world.narod.ru/rus/muldashevinterview2.htm

Lyudmila

stalk

And Heaven is real and Hell is real. The fire of Gehenna is unbearable, and our fire on earth is its pitiful likeness, but in hell there are also cold, icy places, that is, the places there differ in the degree of torment, and this torment depends on the quantity, quality (gravity) of a person’s sins.
Demons and demons (guards with animal heads) do not give them water, because their goal is to torment, hurt and humiliate human souls. They didn’t let her in because they didn’t want her to return and tell her that hell was real (this is his most insidious invention), then many people would believe in God and try to avoid these terrible places.

stalk

Alexander

stalk

This is told in the Gospel, in the lives of saints (for example, the Vision of St. Theodora), in Orthodox traditions, people talk about it on the Internet (it’s impossible to pretend like that) and people I personally know talked about their dreams where they saw their relatives.

stalk

Valery

So she dreamed about it in a dream, after clinical death. It's about sleep. There's just a sharp transition in the narrative, look:

“Very often, after everything I had experienced, for some time, I had the same dream, after which I woke up in horror and tears.”

Valery

stalk

Who can say what a dream is? My opinion, I think that the soul leaves the body during sleep, but with the right to return back to the body, upon exiting it sees this and the afterlife, I could be wrong, but I have read several cases where this version is confirmed.

stalk

Alexander

It is very difficult for me to understand you for one simple reason: you rely on facts from someone else’s words, and not on your personal experience. Understand, Life and Death are mutually exclusive. And if here you are able to learn and pass on your knowledge to others, then “from there” no one will transfer this knowledge to you. Once they leave, they don’t come back. And if “suddenly” this happens, then the time allotted to them below the line is not at all enough to reveal the full picture of their existence. As a rule, after resurrection, many more questions arise than answers. Because only suggestive memories remain, but without concrete results. For example, even if someone claims that he visited hell, there are no recorded cases of obvious burns or traces of any torture... This world was created for people. On its stable laws. Having specific time restrictions. After which the next stage of transition opens. And no one knows or can know where and how! Books, films, and stories of ancestors have been teeming with information on this topic since time immemorial. Yes, there is only one thing you are not taking into account. That everything that comes from someone was created by the people themselves. And everyone has their own truth. As well as the transition into oblivion. You cannot claim what is not yours.

Alexander

Hello, Alexander! I am glad to see you back and look forward to new wonderful stories. It's hard for you to imagine that people know how to obtain knowledge directly. If I tell you that this is how I got my knowledge, you won’t believe it. Therefore, read about the appearance of the Mother of God to Seraphim of Sarov. And if you read Sophia’s commentary on the story “The Secrets of Cemeteries,” you will be convinced once again that people know how to communicate with the dead and receive knowledge from them too.
,

Ludmila

Lyudmila

It's a shame. The dead know something, demons also know a lot.
And we, like poor relatives, cannot see anything beyond our noses and are forced to turn to those who “know.” The question is how correct such requests are, because... Is knowledge mostly closed to us living people? Doesn't this violate any criteria for being in embodiment?

Lyudmila

Alexander

Hello, Lyudmila! Due to disagreements, I will answer in detail. Well, let's start with the fact that I haven't disappeared anywhere, and am still actively present on the site. Including all of you. Perhaps he reduced his participation in general discussions. But as you understand, this is not a hindrance to continuing to read stories and follow discussions.
And now I will summarize your answer. Apparently, it’s still very difficult for me to express myself, since I regularly fall into the category of misunderstandings, although I try to answer as fully as possible. Tell me, why put emphasis on something that I didn’t even talk about? I myself, as you know, am far from a skeptic. And I never even thought about denying anyone’s examples. My answer is not focused on the dubiousness of someone's experience, but on assertions in the absence of it. That's why I intervened this time.
I will quote:
1. I’ll start with the question originally posed.
“You speak so confidently about such things. Where does all this knowledge come from? Were you there or something?”
2. “It’s very difficult for me to understand you for one simple reason: you rely on facts from someone else’s words, and not on your personal experience.”
3. “...everything that comes from someone was created by the people themselves. And everyone has their own truth.”
4. “You cannot claim what is not yours.”
Further, between the lines, I meant that a person makes loud statements, having absolutely no idea what exactly he (she) is talking about. Only those who have experienced this themselves can affirm. Let’s say you personally (from deceased relatives), or Sophia, based on her life situations. But no other way. That’s why he gave an example of those who have been, so to speak, in hell. That is, this is a purely personal testimony, and there is not even elementary evidence for extraneous statements. But the person persistently appeals to facts, which, by and large, he has no clear idea about. (I advise you not to be lazy and re-read how it looks in her words). It was probably at this moment that confusion and misunderstanding occurred... Well, then. Truth is born in dispute. And I willingly give it up to you. Although I remain of the opinion that a true GURU is the one who has experienced something himself, and not the one who has heard about it.

Alexander

Lyudmila

Alexander, convincing churchgoers of something other than the Holy Scriptures is an empty matter.
Perhaps in the subtle astral World, where we find ourselves after disembodiment, there are various levels-layers (abodes) that coincide in their organization with what the disembodied expect from them. The astral worlds are built by the thoughts of people and souls are attracted accordingly. Therefore, for souls who assign themselves punishment - Hell, who believe in the existence of Paradise with angels and chants, respectively, for scientists - a multidimensional Space for cognition. Atheists are generally in a state of suspended animation there. As they say, everyone chooses to their own taste. All this is described in detail in the books of Robert Monroe, who at one time learned to leave the body and travel through the subtle Worlds.

Lyudmila

Alexander

Lyudmila, the fact of the matter is that there was no goal in convincing anyone of anything. An elementary question was asked: where does this knowledge come from? And it is clearly presented in a more abbreviated form from my words that everyone has their own truth, choice, direction. That is, we are now walking with you, as with LUDMILoy, in circles of the same conclusion.
PS: I am far from familiar with Monroe’s stories by hearsay.

Alexander

Lyudmila

It is so obvious that this knowledge (which we are talking about) is from sources approved by the Russian Orthodox Church (Bible, Gospels, Apocalypse)
About Monroe, have you tried out-of-body experiences? I tried it.
Nothing terrible. Worlds inhabited by people. True, the time in them differs from ours a hundred years ago. But this is in my case.

Lyudmila

Alexander

I agreed with the generality of the idea from the above sources. But I justify the emphasis based on personal knowledge and experience.
PS: to make it easier for you to understand me, read my story “Lethargic Sleep” with numerous comments. It is there that there is all the comprehensive information about my views on the otherworldly.

Alexander

Lyudmila

Okay, I'll be happy to read it.

Lyudmila

Damn, how I envy those who know so absolutely for sure (it’s not clear from where) that paradise awaits them after death. I'm really jealous. Because they will not have time to be disappointed, but they are not afraid to die. They believe that they will not die, but life will continue in some other form. I'm feeling worse. I'm sure there is nothing after death. Common sense tells me this. And I'm much more afraid of dying. If I believed that I would end up somewhere else, it would certainly be easier for me. This is why, I think, stories about afterlives and rebirth were invented. So that it wouldn't be so scary to die. And if a child or someone close to you has died, then you can be consoled that they have gone to a better world. In some religions there is also a kind of hell where people go to for bad deeds. This is right. Let people at least be afraid of hell. But life shows that no one is afraid of anything. Well, victims in such cases can take comfort that the offender will be punished after death. In my opinion, this is of course little consolation.

Anna

Alexander

I especially liked: “In some religions there is also a kind of hell where people go to for bad deeds. This is right. Let people at least be afraid of hell.” - valuable verdict)))))

Alexander

Anna, everyone is afraid of death and believers too. Even Jesus asked: “...let this cup pass from me...”. When I had simply terrible situations in my life and I wanted to die, I dreamed of my deceased relatives or close friends and told me - live, everything will work out, don’t rush to die. This is how they want us to live. Maybe only those who are seriously ill (physically or mentally) are happy about death as a release from torment?
,

Ludmila

Alexander

I apologize for interfering. But in my opinion, according to the scripture, when Jesus prayed to God, the phrase “...let this cup pass from me...” most likely did not imply the fear of death, but the desire to mitigate suffering, both physical and moral... Otherwise, Jesus thirsted for everything your earthly path of return to the Lord. But this is my conclusion. And, as we know, everyone can make mistakes.

Alexander

Lyudmila

For those who do not believe in the continuation of life. Real story.
My colleague, with whom we worked for many years in the same department and even sat in the same room, at a certain time began to be interested in spiritual knowledge, read a lot of esoteric literature and even went to the ashram of the Indian Sai Baba. Her desktop was filled with photographs of her adored Guru, which caused ridicule and rejection from others. I was more loyal to my colleague’s preferences, and then I began to often borrow books from her to study. Not all, of course, but only those that my soul chose, so to speak. For example, Indian yogis were of little interest to me, but the Baltic doctor-healer Luule Viilma was very interested. But that's not what this is about. The above is necessary to understand that between me and my colleague there was a certain spiritual connection based on our mutual interest in spiritual knowledge. Many years later. A colleague retired. Then she fell ill with an incurable disease and died. After her death, I couldn’t help but think about her contacting me. And this connection was later in a dream. Two in particular stood out to me:
first dream: we are standing with her in some kind of gallery covered with transparent glass, furnished on both sides with potted plants. Colleague
First of all, she began to assure me that she was alive.
-Well, you shouldn’t have told me that. I don't doubt it at all. Better tell us what you're doing here.
-I was given a job here.
-Are you satisfied with this job?
-Not really... I was hoping for a more interesting activity
-What kind of activity?
-I am tasked with monitoring the relationship between the intensity of the color of plants and people’s thoughts. (It seems that the purer the thoughts, the more cheerful the plants. ed.)
Second dream:
I am in a small room, furnished very modestly in the style of the 70s of the twentieth century. Sofa bed, table, chair.
My colleague comes in, surrounded by people I don’t know, about five of them. Everyone is cheerful, talking to each other, smiling. They started introducing themselves to me. One of them introduced himself as a writer and the owner of the premises. To my question about why such a modest, not modern environment, he answered that he sometimes needs a separate room for privacy (he writes something) and he created an environment for himself that was to his heart (apparently, this was the case during his lifetime. author .)
Then the smiling colleague begins the conversation:
-Luda, can you imagine, I fell in love here, but unrequitedly.
-What are you talking about! To whom?
-In Barbarossi.
And he looks at me slyly, waiting for a reaction.
-Klarochka (that was the name of my colleague), this name doesn’t mean anything to me, except for the association with Hitler’s “Barbarossa Plan” from the school curriculum about the Second World War.
“Well, of course,” a woman unfamiliar to me from this company entered the conversation. “Zhanna also wrote about him (Barbarossi) in her memoirs.
Which Zhanna? In what memoirs? Why is this cheerful woman telling me this as if she has no doubt that I know ALL this? And I'm perplexed. I don't understand anything. I continue to be in a state of bewilderment. It seems that the interlocutors were a little upset seeing my reaction.
- Luda, you can’t be here anymore.
-How can I leave here? Wake up? I begin to close my eyes tightly and suddenly open them immediately. How many times has this manipulation helped me get out of a nightmare (wake up)! But in this case there was no way to wake up.
“Nothing, don’t worry,” said Clara (colleague). Your husband will help you wake up.
A moment later, the alarm clock rang in the real world. It was time for my husband to get up for work...
A little later for me. I come to work. I'm surfing the Internet. So, so... I type Barbarossi in the search window.
“Barbarossa, in some cases Barbarossa (from Italian Barba rossa - “red beard”) is a nickname for a number of people and derivative names, subsequently also a surname.

Nickname bearers

Frederick I Barbarossa (1122-1190) - Holy Roman Emperor.
Arouj Barbarossa (c. 1473-1518) - pirate, Sultan of Algeria.
Hayreddin Barbarossa (1475-1546) - Turkish naval commander and nobleman."
I'm starting to study the genealogy of the Roman Emperor. Bah, his granddaughter was born in France, her name is Zhanna. Maybe she wrote memoirs about her great grandfather?
Biography
https://ru.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D0%A4%D1%80%D0%B8%D0%B4%D1%80%D0%B8%D1%85_I_%D0%91%D0%B0%D1 %80%D0%B1%D0%B0%D1%80%D0%BE%D1%81%D1%81%D0%B0
and here is his granddaughter:
Joan I (1191-1205), Countess Palatine of Burgundy from 1200
Why in a dream did a colleague call him Barbarossi and not Barbarossa?
In any case, all this looks a little like just a dream. Such coincidences.

Dr Penny Sartori worked as a nurse in a British hospital for 21 years, 17 of them in the intensive care unit. She has extensive experience as a critical care nurse and has conducted unique and extensive research on near-death experiences (NDEs) through her interactions with patients. She received her PhD in 2005 for her research in ACS.

Dr. Sartori's work was received with great attention by experts and received media coverage. She has spoken at many international and local conferences, and her work has received the attention of Prince Charles.

One day, Dr. Sartori was caring for a young dying man, and his death made a deep impression on her. She began to wonder: “What is death?”, “Why are we trying so hard to save these people when they are clearly dying?” Penny began studying the issue of death, reading books about death, hoping to find answers to her questions. She was intrigued by the near-death experiences she had read about, even though the “inner skeptic” shaped by modern scientific education initially resisted, arguing that they were all “illusions” or “hallucinations.” Then Penny decided to conduct her own research, and began asking all the patients who came to her in the intensive care unit about their experiences. In the first year, Penny interviewed 243 ICU survivors, but only two of them had ACS. Realizing that she was spending more time in the hospital than at home, Penny decided to narrow the study to only interview patients who had suffered a heart attack, including those who had self-reported experiences of ACS in other circumstances. In the second year, of the 49 patients who experienced a heart attack, 7 experienced ACS, which is 18%. Dr. Sartori realized that the closer a person is to death, the more likely they are to experience ACS.

People who have experienced ACS have similar experiences: they observe their body from the outside, rush through a dark tunnel to a bright, but eye-friendly light, then meet departed relatives and even their pets, review their entire past life and experience mystical sensations. Some people observe their past life as a panorama, others relive various moments of life and see the impact their actions had on other people. On the other side of life, many find themselves in a beautiful garden with green soft grass. Often people during an ACS are told that they need to return because they have an important, unfinished mission. Usually these people upon return cannot remember what specific mission it was, but the ACS experience changes them at a deep level of consciousness. Most people change their materialistic outlook on life and become more compassionate and tolerant of others. Some people gain the ability to heal people. For some, the electromagnetic field changes, and they cannot wear watches, and electrical appliances begin to behave strangely in their presence.

Unpleasant ACS

Not all ACS are pleasant, and are divided into three types: the first is when a person experiences an ordinary ACS, but interprets it as something frightening; the second, when a person discovers that he is in an empty, dark space; and the third, when a person finds himself in Hell, where demons drag him. 14% of all NDEs, according to the study, fall into the category of scary experiences. Dr. Sartori says it is difficult to obtain information about these ACSs because people are afraid or embarrassed to share such experiences because they are believed to be associated with a person's low moral standard. By sharing such an experience, a person is forced to admit that his level of morality is low.

Penny describes one of her patients' most powerful ACS experiences. The man began to lose consciousness and suffered a heart attack. He completely lost consciousness. After various medical procedures, he regained consciousness, but was unable to speak due to a tube in his throat. The doctor brought him a tablet with letters and the man made it clear that he had died and watched from above as he was brought back to life. He described in detail everything that happened in the ward, and Penia could confirm these circumstances, since she was present during this incident. The man said that he saw himself in a pink room, there was his dead father, his mother-in-law, whom he had only seen in photographs, and a man who looked like Jesus Christ with a piercing gaze. This man told him that his time had not yet come, and he needed to return. After these words, the man immediately found himself in his body. It is interesting to note that before this ACS, one of his hands was constantly clenched and he could not straighten it. After the ACS, the hand opened easily. From a medical point of view, doctors could not understand or explain why this happened.

Dr. Sartori says that many people who have experienced ACS, when returning to life, experience anger towards those who brought them back to life. Most people do not want to return to life and leave behind the peace, tranquility and boundless and unconditional love that they experienced after death. Some people retain this anger even years after they have returned to life.

There are references to ACS in the literature of various eras, although at that time they were not called “clinical death experiences.”

Studying ACS had an impact on Penny's own spiritual world. Before that, she was an atheist and did not believe in the existence of God, now she believes in Him and in life after death.

Peni says that modern science believes that the brain is the source of consciousness, although no one can prove how this happens. She believes that the brain serves only as a tool for the manifestation of consciousness, and is not its source. When a person is near death, his brain weakens its influence on consciousness, and consciousness can manifest in its expanded form.

In her work, Dr. Sartori has observed many times how patients communicate with their deceased relatives. They could talk to them, gesticulate, and even seem to hug them. This often occurs several hours before death.

It is also very common for people to receive messages from their deceased loved ones. For example, they may smell the perfume that someone close to them wore or the flowers that that person loved.

Sometimes people can experience a shared ACS, for example, feeling very similar to what a person close to them is experiencing who is at a great distance from them. Therapist Anika wrote a book about her experience. She lived in England, and her mother in America. During one of her work sessions, Anika began coughing heavily and could not stop. She interrupted therapy and thought she needed to call her mother. She managed to contact the hospital and got in touch with her sister, who said: “It’s good that you called, mom is getting worse.” Anika could hear her mother coughing as hard as Anika somewhere in the distance. Anika's symptoms went away immediately and she was able to talk to her mother. She could only listen, but not talk.

Penny says that often people who are at the bedside of a dying person can accompany the person to the “light.”

Many patients may also postpone the moment of death for days and weeks, for example, if there is some important date: a wedding, or a relative needs to come from abroad to say goodbye.

Peni also says that very often she observed such a picture when relatives were at the bedside of a dying person, and she asked them to go down to the cafeteria and rest, it was at that moment that the patient became worse, and while she was running to call the relatives, he was already dying. “Often relatives were very upset that they missed the moment of death, but I realized that their departure just facilitates the transition of the soul to the other side of life. Kindred feelings keep the soul in this world, so to speak,” says Dr. Sartori.

In her book, Penny says that today people have introduced death into a medical framework. Previously, death was a social event; a person usually died at home, surrounded by close people and neighbors. Today death is a taboo topic, people don't want to talk about death. “But by studying death, we can live our lives in a truly meaningful way,” she says. The most important lesson I learned from this work is that there is no need to be afraid of death. I hope this will enable many other people to overcome their fear of death."

The stories of people who have experienced clinical death are frightening and fascinating at the same time. Tunnel, bright light, meetings with dead relatives. But can this evidence be trusted? What if the near-death experience is just a hallucination of the dying brain? Belgian scientists have found a way to test whether the memories of patients who have returned from a coma are real.

"I was flying somewhere along a giant pipe. The sensations of flight turned out to be familiar - something similar had happened before in a dream. I mentally tried to slow down the flight, change its direction. It worked! There was no horror or fear. Only bliss. I tried to analyze what was happening. Conclusions came instantly. Peace ", which I fell into, exists. I think, therefore, I also exist?" — says Vladimir Efremov, who survived clinical death.

Interest in near-death experiences is inexhaustible. We want an answer to the eternal question - is there something “out there” after the end of life. It seems that people who have been on the verge of death are closest to the answer. A tunnel, bright light, unusual lightness throughout the body are the most common images described by survivors of clinical death. There are also often stories of meetings with deceased relatives and friends.

These stories are frightening and fascinating at the same time - they seem to prove that the afterlife still exists. Most people would really like to believe this: we don’t disappear after death, there will be something else. But can this evidence be trusted? Let’s say it’s not so difficult to check whether the storytellers are making things up: there are lie detectors and computed tomography of the brain that would help recognize lies. But how can you tell if they actually had an out-of-body experience or if it was just a hallucination?

A common hypothesis explaining the experience of clinical death, which is shared by many doctors, is that the consciousness of the dying person becomes clouded and the field of vision narrows. The vision of the tunnel is simply a circle of narrowed vision, and the white light at its end is the lamp on the surgical table or in the intensive care ward. According to other hypotheses, visions of bright light and the afterlife may be hallucinations, a consequence of organic brain damage, and even simply a psychological defense of a person who almost died.

Experiments here, of course, are inappropriate: the resuscitation team has something better to do than connect sensors to the dying person’s brain for scanning. However, researchers from the University of Liege in Belgium have come up with a method that would help determine how real the experiences of patients who have experienced clinical death are after the dramatic events. The fact is that people’s brains are capable of storing memories both of events experienced in reality and of their own fantasies, book plots and other fictions. But these memories are stored in different areas, and when they are activated, two different brain mechanisms are involved. It turns out that all you need to do is take a tomogram and it won’t be difficult to recognize the reality or illusory nature of near-death memories.

Scientists have worked with people who have survived comas. They asked them about real impressions from ordinary life, and then about the experience of dying, and recorded the work of their brains when both memories were activated. To control, the brain activity of the patients was compared with the work of the cortex in ordinary people who had never fallen into a coma.

What did the experiments show? Their results were surprising, but, alas, it is still impossible to give a definite answer: is there life after death? Memories of clinical death turned out to be... more real than reality itself, in the literal sense. The brain remembers them differently than simple fantasies and any other imaginary memory. But the near-death experience is also different from memories of real life: it is remembered more clearly than pictures from the patient’s everyday life - in more detail and vividly.

The brain of a dying person must malfunction, because at this moment the entire body fails. However, the nature of the memories of patients in the experiment of Belgian scientists suggests that at this moment the brain works even more clearly than in normal life. Memories of “leaving the body” are recorded much better than simple everyday activities.

A seriously wounded or seriously ill person may lie motionless with his eyes closed with barely noticeable vital signs, but still hear what is said and see what is happening around him. Examples of such an incident:

…one nurse recounted her own admission to the emergency department. She was one of four people who were injured in the accident... she couldn't utter a sound, couldn't move. But like many traumatized people, she heard sounds and voices around her. “This one is dead,” she heard a voice, “Let’s check others.” The nurse realized that she was considered dead. Her reaction: “I was furious - just downright furious! I didn’t want to stay dead for them!.. I think I screamed: “I’m not dead yet, you bastards!” I’m not sure if the words reached them, but some sounds came out.”

Several years ago I was in a car accident... I was lying in the emergency room and heard two nurses trying to determine my blood pressure. One of the others said: “The pressure can’t be felt here” - or something like that, and said: “Well, try again.” I heard all this, but could not say anything to them. I clearly heard the intercom: “There is one of the doctors on the floor, answer me, go to the emergency room urgently.” I just lay there and thought: “Someone is feeling bad in the emergency room.” I didn’t even understand that they were talking about me... I don’t know what the doctor did to me, but he brought me back to life, and it felt like someone had poured a bucket of hot water on me... And the doctor said: “You have there were no signs of life." But I didn't see anything. I just heard. Another time, during a cardiac arrest and near-death experience, I looked down at myself from the ceiling.

1964, July. I was in a hurry to meet with the dentist, it was raining. I had to catch the bus; I was walking along a pedestrian crossing, there was no traffic light... When I was crossing, one man shouted something to me, and I turned around to understand what he was saying - apparently, he wanted to warn me - and then a black car hit me from behind... This is the last thing I remember before I found myself above this entire scene and looked down at what was happening. I was completely alone. This was amazing for me...

I don't remember hearing anything. I just looked... I seemed to be floating up there... at roof level or perhaps a little higher. What struck me most was that I was devoid of emotions. As if I were a pure mind. I wasn’t scared, it was very pleasant... I remember seeing my shoe crushed under a car, I saw a crushed earring. I was wearing a new dress, I put it on for the second time - I thought: oh no, my new dress is destroyed. I didn't even think about my body, which was probably also very damaged. It was strange, but I really didn’t think that the situation was serious... The next thing I saw was a crying woman (car driver)... She was standing by the car... I remember seeing a dent in the car. My attention was on my body when the arriving doctors put it on a stretcher...

They looked into my eyes. They were probably checking my pupils. Then they began to lift my body and took me to the hospital as quickly as they could. The way they treated me was something... I was surprised, because they treated me like an amateur. They simply grabbed me by the shoulders and knees instead of rolling the stretcher under me and then only lifting me. There were two doctors on duty. I thought they were supposed to be professionals, but they didn't know what they were doing. I thought very detachedly and did not feel like a victim of the incident. Everything was somehow separate.

The next thing I remember was that I was crying in the emergency room because I couldn't see... I woke up blind and couldn't see for about three minutes after I fully regained consciousness.

1977, May - a married couple was at a dance with friends. While dancing, the man felt severe pain in his chest. Mistaking this for an upset stomach, he went out into the fresh air, but the pain did not subside. One of those present advised him to go to the local emergency room. There he passed out, woke up the next day attached to a heart monitor, with an IV. While unconscious, the patient had the following experience:

I remember the delivery to the hospital entrance, how they dragged me out of the car. This is when I began to walk away... I remember someone said: “His heart stopped.” And I walked away... At that time, my life flashed before my eyes. My whole life... Things that happened in my life, for example, our wedding, flashed before my eyes, flashed by and disappeared. Then I saw when we... had our first child. The greatest thing, I think, and the most lasting thing that stood still before my eyes, was my acceptance of Jesus Christ, which was several years before.

This happened when I entered the tunnel. I felt like I was in a round, black tunnel. Only darkness. At the end of the tunnel I saw a blazing light. It was so orange - did you see the sunset in the afternoon? The light was composed of an orange glow with a yellow tint in the center of the circle. This is what the end of that tunnel looked like... There was incredible calm. It was the most impressive thing in my life, and I didn't care whether I woke up or not. It was relaxing. I remembered the sound of voices... I thought that it was Jesus Christ who spoke to me... I saw... the golden gates of Heaven, I think. I saw the steps. I remember their appearance... I climbed several steps that I shouldn’t have climbed, and I don’t know how I ended up there, but I was there... Someone said a few words to me, and I fell asleep again.

Dark area or vacuum

For 14 people, the near-death experience began with a feeling of entering an area of ​​darkness or vacuum. Momentary fear or bewilderment sometimes accompanied the beginning of the passage into the darkness, when a person thought: “What is happening here?” But, quickly these unpleasant emotions were replaced by silence or calm as further elements of the near-death experience began to unfold. Several people felt as if they were standing still inside this dark vacuum. This was the case with a 47-year-old Florida electrician who, during resuscitation following cardiac arrest in March 1977, described it this way:

“I simply entered a completely dark, silent vacuum. It feels like you're just there in the dark."

Other people were aware of some sense of movement through the region of darkness. During an episode of post-operative shock, a 23-year-old young woman felt this:

There was total blackness all around me. I had the feeling that I was moving incredibly fast in time and space. I was moving through the tunnel. It didn't look like a tunnel, but when you're in it, all you see is blackness all around. When you move very fast, you can feel the walls approaching you, whether there are walls there or not, I don’t know, it’s dark all around, it’s such a feeling.

Case of a 60-year-old woman “watching” her cardiac resuscitation in January 1978 while surrounded by an area of ​​darkness:

(During cardiac arrest) I left my body and was on the side in some pipe. It was really dark there, but I saw what they were doing. I heard them. I watched as they did all this nonsense to me... It was as if they had placed a large pipe to the side of the bed, and I simply slid off the bed straight into that pipe, just moved there... But around my body it was light, like in the room. Anyway, I was in the dark, but I could look outside and see everything.

And in this case, the patient moved through the darkness, in an area resembling a corridor, and could observe the resuscitation of his unconscious body:

I saw my body from the side... I saw the whole show... I moved up slowly, as if floating in a kind of darkened corridor. They worked hard on me... I kept thinking: what is this? What's happening? And I kept going higher and higher and higher... then I went even further... I entered another world.

Light

Seventeen people described a brilliant source of light signaling the end of a dark region or vacuum and the beginning of a transcendental environment of great beauty. The "movement" was towards this light from the area of ​​darkness.

The 56-year-old chief executive (Florida) described it this way:

I walked through this darkness... A light was visible far away, as if someone was holding a lantern, and I began to walk towards it. Then it all came to life, and the next thing I remember was that I was floating... I was passing through this beam of light... The light got brighter and brighter... It was very bright, and the closer I got, the brighter it was, it was blinding.

A 45-year-old pharmaceutical salesman with cardiac arrest:

I went out the window. Is it like flying an airplane in the clouds when the sun shines on them? All that was there was a bright light that became brighter and brighter, but it did not blind my eyes.

The 54-year-old former mechanic, recovering from a deep shock in 1972, spoke of this light as “the absence of darkness.”

It was not light, but the absence of darkness, total and complete... We talk about light as illuminating objects and creating shadows, etc. This light was the real absence of darkness. This light was so total and complete that you don’t look at it, you are INSIDE the light.

In two cases the light was interpreted as a human spirit or a religious figure. For example, a 53-year-old survivor of a cardiac arrest in 1977 felt like “two people”:

There was a big white light, and there was not just one person, there were two of them in the light. It wasn't a blinding, bright light, it was just a white light that looked like two people, but I didn't actually see who it was... It felt like two people were walking towards me. I also couldn't recognize them as people. Only light contours.