It wasn't really all that near; I wasn't hurt or injured or anything. It was so close though, that it changed my life. I was driving down a busy street in Scottsdale, AZ and had pulled up to a stop light.
The intersections had 3 lanes of traffic in all directions, and it was night time. I had just purchased my new, quick and sporty V-Tech Civic and had recently been very rev happy and quick on the trigger. In driver's education, you are taught to pause on green for a few seconds to let any stragglers and red light runners go through the intersection rather than jumping the gun.
This particular time, I decided to jump the gun and gunned it for a quick start on green. I was the first through the intersection and the car behind me was less than 2 seconds behind. I looked in my rear view mirror in just enough time to see a large pickup truck traveling 45-50 miles t-bone the car directly behind me who wasn't so lucky to be the first through the intersection.
The passenger was certainly killed or badly injured and I'm sure the driver was hurt badly too. I reflected and still do reflect on my lucky position in line at this stop light. This is actually also the close call that prompted me to come out to my family and be honest with them about my sexuality.
I do not remember much but it was when my daughter Simone was born and I lost over 7 units if blood in less than a minute. I just remeber waking up with fingers holding my eye open and 4 doctors all around me calling my name. I knew right afterwards that by looking at my eye it was for dialated pupils which would indicate death.
In 2004 my husband and I were driving on the freeway on our way back home. Suddenly I saw a big thing on the road, a second later the car hit something, we lost control of the car and found ourselves experiencing a centripetal force as the car started to spin. Maybe the momentum of the speed forced the car partially off the object which turned out to be a matress.
But we still had not control of the car. After a few more spins we ended up facing the divider, half of the car was on the path of the incoming traffic and half was still stuck on the mattress just a few inches from the center divider. We both have our sit bealts on, and both looked at each other in disbelief.
Still in shock we saw three cars coming our way, we just thought we were going to die there. Fortunatelly all three car were able to steer off and avoided colliding with our little car. We finally recover enough to understand that we needed to get out of the car and reach for safety before another car could not avoid crashing with us.
But the police had arrived and stopped the traffic. I was amaze when I saw the damage to the car. There was absolutely nothing.It was like an angel had carried the car during the accident and had put it down gentle on its resting position.
I broke down at that moment, I felt a supernatural intervention. I had lost my sister to child birth less that two years back. I had alwasy felt her presence around me specially in times of hardship and desperation.
But at this accident I could say that she had stopped the car from hitting the divider and crossing into the other side of the freeway, where for sure we would have been if not killed, very badly injured. I was petty shaken by this accident, but somehow incredibly calm aftewrwards, just thinking that my sister was the angel that had looked over us that faitful evening.
Yeah. Injured severely in W. Germany while in the Army.
Spent two weeks and more in the Hospital in Nurnberg. I was hit from behind. The only thing I remember is the two footsteps, and then nothing until I woke up while the surgeons were sewing me up.
What happened in between was very interesting, as it literally changed my spiritual life from one of 'party animal' to serious seeker after spiritual truth. I saw a white light, and rapidly approached it. The feeling was one of absolute love squared.
I've never felt anything remotely like it, before or since. I met a being of near pure white light who taught me for a long time with a book - a book with all the details of my life in it. He showed me where I had made wrong decisions, and where I had made right ones.No judgment, only information.
The feedback was extra-ordinary in my life directions, and successes. He showed me the promises I had made before entering this reality. He asked me if I wished to continue, or stay there with him.
The decision was very tough to make. I had not encountered that much love before, or since. I finally made the decision to abide by my promises before this lifetime began.
I know I made finger marks on the tunnel going back. I awoke with the surgeon sewing my ear back on. For many weeks after, I had no memory of my previous physical life here.
My family and other loved ones were only a distant blur for a long time. Finally, the memories returned, or most of them. I still get caught up on little things my Mother tries to remind me of.
An experience I would not trade at all. Blueraven6.
My sister's daughter had this experience more than 2 decades ago. Here is the hub that describes the incident:hubpages.com/hub/Open-heart-sugery---the-gi.
Yup, I am lucky to tell you my experience when I just touched the door of life after death. It was the day I went for swimming lessons and unfortunately my trainer went out for some work and I had a intense false belief that I could swim and went to the deep side. And fuh, there I was inside water as if earth is sucking me in and water filling into my lungs.
After this I could only remember is that I was dark and found myself in the hospital.
I have been shocked by the thunder,and seldom when I fell a sleep at day light I cannot wake up although I am thinking I want to wake,I think I got a pre stroke. And That certainly near death to me.
I cant really gove you an answer,but what I can give you is a way to a solution, that is you have to find the anglde that you relate to or peaks your interest. A good paper is one that people get drawn into because it reaches them ln some way.As for me WW11 to me, I think of the holocaust and the effect it had on the survivors, their families and those who stood by and did nothing until it was too late.