Near Death Experiences

On this day in 1991, I was hooked up to machines and in a hospital bed dying at age 10. I like machines though, I appreciate machines for keeping me alive so my Power of attorney is Keep me alive by whatever means necessary only because I do not have a death-wish unlike certain self-destructive people in my family. I have met the Gods. I have seen God, and you know what? I believe in the pagan doctrine of all gods and goddesses are one. This idea was cemented in me. There is a God! I have faith, because there is also such thing as an energy matrix or The Force that makes up the universe, which is something way bigger than human’s altogether.

My second lesson was the fact I came back from the dead with some talents. I shoved it deep into my brain to use later. I came back with tutorials as to how to use my talents. But I had trouble accessing them because of my chronic anxiety that got much worse when diabetes hit. I have type 1-diabetes. That coma thing totally messed up whatever chance I might have had at not destroying what was left of my pancreas completely.

What my near death experience taught me was 1) do not trust my family,
2) The Gods are on my side always. I mean I met the Catholic versions of deities and then the room had so many other deities that were too numerous to name but that got me interested in anthropology in my adult life. I saw so many deities that were not only from Earth, but from other planets as well, and this is something I just remembered through channeling right now. You see, I’m a trance medium and I have schizoaffective. I need to take my meds to control everything.