Near Death Experiences and Life Saving Angels

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Have you ever had a near death experience?

There may be more than one potential Exit Point for you in your Life Plan that you made before you were born.

Are Life Saving Angels Watching Over You…just in case you’re getting ready to screw up?

It does seem that some souls choose a very specific time when they plan to check out and move back into the world of Spirit.  These often come to light for those who planned a quick lifetime for a specific purpose.  Those are typically those who we feel “went too soon” or “died too young.”

On the other hand, we all know those who seemed like they “should” have died many times over, but somehow they “got lucky,” right?

You’ll often hear of very close calls where people inevitably comment,”I guess it wasn’t his time!”  That may literally be true.

Our angels do protect us and pull us back from the brink when we’re about to do something that might take us out before we’ve accomplished our goals that we planned before we were born.

How Many Close Calls Do You think You’ve Had?

You have probably had far, far more opportunities to pass over than you even have an inkling of.  Still here?  There’s a reason for it.

It might start as an intuitive whisper, an idea that pops into your mind.

“Unplug the toaster.”

“Wait a few seconds and look left for trucks before you go.”

“Change lanes.”



You know all of those times when you just had an impulse “out of nowhere” to stop what you are doing or change your mind?  Those are your angels or guides, stepping in.

You have no idea how many times you’ve been saved already.

Where Do We Go When We’re Unconscious?

What about the times when your life plan bumps into a potential Exit Point but there is a choice?  You have free will.

Or, if your plan was particularly difficult, you might go unconscious or be on life support and get a chance for your soul to revisit the spirit world to check in and give you another chance to say yay or nay.

Anytime you have surgery and you are “out” you may also get a chance to see the other side.  This doesn’t necessarily mean there’s any chance that you’re going anywhere other than back to your body, but there might be a reason why you need to visit.

My first experience with the other side came when I was about three or four and was having my tonsils out.

I remember it clearly, even though I don’t remember much else from that age.  I was in a place where there was light, and a column of souls on my left and my right.  They were sort of grayed out and moving around.  I remember being scared but being told not to be, that nothing would harm me.  I didn’t feel like myself.  I didn’t feel like a three-year old. I remember thinking that it all seemed pretty familiar but I couldn’t figure out why I was there then, the timing seemed wrong and I didn’t seem like the “me” I was supposed to be while I was there.

I opened my eyes and my father was sitting bedside, reading the newspaper.  When I saw him, it was like I was bolted from one reality to another.

Do Your Close Calls Repeat Patterns?

Later on I almost drowned while I was at the Jersey Shore with a boyfriend and his family.  I just got caught in the undertow, and it wasn’t dramatic.  I didn’t have to be resuscitated or anything.  My boyfriend and his brother just picked me up and dragged me out.  The top of my one-piece bathing suit was ripped off, but other than being a little embarrassed about that, it was a no harm, no foul situation.

What impressed me about it was the utter peace and calm I felt while I was being turned over and over in the water.  I wasn’t worried about dying, even though I knew I would if no one fished me out.  I did what they said to do, don’t fight it, just go with it and let it spit you out, but I didn’t necessarily think I was going to make it.  Why didn’t that bother me?  Why didn’t I panic?

I have this love affair going with the ocean.    I feel out of sorts when I live somewhere that is landlocked.  I have spent most of my life on the East Coast.  I don’t have to even see the ocean for years, but I have to know that it is there if I need it.  There is no logical reason for this.  When I lived in California I went to the ocean and had to look in the wrong direction for sunrise and sunset.  Obviously, there is no “wrong direction” but there is a wrong direction in my system.  There is nothing logical about this, it’s visceral.

When I flew to Hawaii from LA for work I almost had to have the plane turn around when it was hour after hour of all water, no land.  When I arrived, I felt very vulnerable on what felt like a tiny speck of land within a vast ocean.  I have never felt such anxiety.

I wonder if I drowned or was eaten by some unfriendly sea creatures in past lifetimes based on my association with the water!

When I became a mother, my son was not a fan of water and screamed bloody murder through all of his baby swim lessons (he loves it now and is like a clumsy fish).  We went to a pool party for one of his friends.  The family had just installed the pool, and the contractors forgot to install the safety bars under the grotto area, where the water comes pouring down from above in heavy buckets.  There is no side of the pool to grab on to.  There is a place to sit down, in an alcove past the pouring water.

Like a fool, I thought it would be fun to take him over to the underwater bench seats, but I had bad timing.  On our way, the water poured on our heads, which I didn’t know it could do.  My son panicked and started climbing up my body and over my head (where he thought he was going, I don’t know, but he was GOING).  His body was hanging over the top of my head and his hands were around my neck.  I knew I was too weak to get to the side.  I started to lose consciousness.  I looked up from under the water and saw all of the people right nearby, just feet away, and I couldn’t get anyone’s attention.  I tried to throw him off of me so I could get my breath and save us both, but he wouldn’t go.

THAT’S when I started to panic, because I was thinking very calmly and rationally that my husband and my infant son were inside the house, and they were going to come out to find the two of us d-e-a-d, just floating, surrounded by twenty people having fun all around us.

I really didn’t care if I died, but there was no way in hell I was going to let my son drown.

I bent my knees and jumped out of the water as high as I could and yelled,”HELP!”

It came out like a croak.

There was another Dad standing outside of the pool area, just looking around, and he happened to see me.

He asked,”Did you say help?” a little uncertainly.  I popped up again, shook my head (and son) “yes” and said,”Help!” again.

He walked over and pulled my son off of me with one arm like it was nothing.

I stood there for ten minutes, still in the water, just gulping air like a fish on land.  No one really thought it was possible to have such an emergency in such a benign situation, but I had just given birth a few months ago and I was weak as a kitten.  Even if I hadn’t been, pre-schoolers have an amazing capacity to develop Popeye-like strength when they are in a panic.

The only other time I remember being close to checking out was when I was home alone once when I was maybe nine or ten, and I started choking.  I actually had to give myself the Heimlich using the back of a chair.  I was pretty panicked during that one!

Have you ever had an experience when you were near death?  Have you ever glimpsed the other side during those times?  Have you ever most certainly been saved by listening to your gut instinct or hearing a voice?

Mention: I just finished taking a course created by my intuitive friend AJ McClary –  Tarot Blueprint.  If you are interested in Tarot, trust me when I tell you this is a UNIQUE EXPERIENCE, not to be missed.  Forget about confusing systems where you can’t remember what’s what, or why…this is the definitive simple, logical way of decoding what the universe is sharing with you through the cards.  I highly recommend it, regardless of your experience level or exposure to Tarot.  Even intuitives use Tarot sometimes!  If you don’t consider yourself in tune with your intuitive messages, or find it hard to read for yourself, try Tarot Blueprint.

Photo credit: Me – beautiful double rainbow over my house this week!

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  1. I haven’t had a near-death experience before. But I’ve had those close calls. I’ve had so many, I’ve become certain that at some point I’m going to get hit by a car. I always look at the right time, or stop at the right moment or am with someone who stops me – so I’ve come really close to getting hit by a car. And a lot of times people don’t stop or slow down or anything.
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    • Tatiana, I always tell people where things are, “in case I get hit by a bus.” Don’t know why I picked that one, but I’ve been saying it for thirty years or so!

  2. Wow. That’s a lot of close calls. I have never had a NDE. There have been many times where I’ve narrowly avoided an accident of one sort or another. I have no idea how bad they might have been. But I know what you say about having several potential exit points in life. And for those who go when they are young, as hard as it is for those left behind, I’ve read that those souls had finished what they came to accomplish. And some had to go over to the other side in order to communicate from that place to our realm, such as Matthew of Messages from Matthew Ward.
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    • Hi Sue, Once my neighbor got hit by lightning right at his mailbox. His wife was inconsolable. He was a sweetheart of a guy and I have no clue why he checked out. When things happen like that – a lightning bolt comes right out of the sky and finds you – you know that’s a definite move.

  3. Julie, I’ve never had a Near Death Experience but I had a dream once in which I was in the back seat of a car which was about to fall over the cliff. I remember knowing I was going to die and calmly passing the baby to someone in the front seat to save him or her. I was very calm. The dream was so clear, even years later I can still feel how calm I felt.
    You had a few appointments at the gates, though, didn’t you! You did the Heimlich at the age of nine! Wow!
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  4. Oh boy, between the ages of 2-3 or so, I seemed to be making quite the concerted effort to check out. I choked on a chicken bone, split the back of my head on a table, was nearly killed in a sledding accident, tried to drown in Lake Tahoe, and swallowed the pin-backed eye of a stuffed animal. My boyfriend refers to this as my “Rasputin Year,” because pretty much everything on earth tried to kill me and failed. I probably have no check-out points left, and will thus live forever, Green Mile-style.

    Not that I want to, mind you. I’m quite looking forward to getting back home someday, and I don’t need a NDE for encouragement. I just know it’s really nice there. 🙂
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    • Hi Jenny, You were just ummm…an enthusiastic child?! Well glad you made it this far so I could run into you (not literally) and I agree, it seems quite nice over there.

  5. P.S. I’m going to be checking out AJ’s tarot course too. It sounds awesome, and I use tarot in my readings all the time! 🙂
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    • It is outstanding, really, crystal clear and with a nice reference chart if you happen to not have the world greatest memory (Whistles while she looks up at the ceiling).

  6. Wow Julie, you’ve had a number. Your story of the water reminded me when I was a kid being turned over and over in the ocean and not knowing which way was up, the sand was swirling and I kept moving in a sideways direction until a bream of light shone through the water and I followed it, thankfully to the surface. I’ve never really thought about it before, but know you’ve got me wondering?

    You’re a great story teller kiddo.


  7. Hey Julie,

    I’ve never had a near death experience but I did have a horrible scare when I was six years old. The neighborhood bully held me under the water and I swore he was trying to drown me. I know it probably wasn’t but a few seconds but it was so traumatic for me that I can’t snorkel or go under water for any length of time without hyperventilating. Jerk!

    I guess I’ve just been very fortunate in my life although I’ve known plenty of people who had those experiences and are still with us.

    I do know that I have my guardian angels with me at all times which brings me comfort. I just hope that God isn’t ready for me any time soon. I know the good ones seem to die young and I sure would hope he’d think of me like that but I’m still not ready to go.

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    • Hi Adrienne, Nope, you’ve still got plenty more to do here! We just won’t let you go yet. Some of the good ones die young, but there are plenty more cool old 90-103 year olds rocking on 🙂

  8. Hi Julie,
    Coincidently I had a close call at the beach when I was around 9. I learned to swim before I could walk & was a strong swimmer, always found in the pool swimming from sunrise to sunset but this particular day, like you found myself caught in an an undertow. I was not so calm about it & humiliated when a lifeguard grabbed me under his arm & dragged me up onto the beach. But my near death experience happened at a tumultuous time in my young life. I was 19, it was Halloween & I was dropping off videos to the local video store before heading to my brother’s house to take my 3 nieces trick or treating. I had 2 20+ lb pumpkins in my back seat. I pulled out of the shopping center & realized my seatbelt wasn’t on. There were no cars in front of me, I looked down for a second to buckle the belt & when I looked up-there was a car stopped to make a left turn. I hit my breaks & slammed into the back of the car. Head hit the windshield & lights out. I remember I couldn’t breath & felt myself letting go. I could feel myself leave my body & the pain went away. I felt ready & at peace. I saw the bright light with gray outlines of souls on either side of the tunnel too. I felt incredibly at peace & content with that conclusion, but a voice told me to go back that it wasn’t my time. Many years later I realized that I am here for a purpose & believe that is why I was spared. I’m glad that I was.

    • Nicole, The way I look at it is, any day that the lifeguard successfully drags me out and I LIVE is a great old day! I guess I’ve had too many experiences that I might have looked like an idiot, but since all’s well that ends well I just say thank you and forget about the being embarrassed part as much as possible 🙂 That pretty much came with the miracle of childbirth and the non-miracle of how many times the mother gets caught naked or with parts sticking out that just shouldn’t ideally stick out – that’s when I got over it.

      Wow that sounds like a scary experience and I am glad you came back 🙂

  9. Glad to see you survived your neart death experiences Julie. Probably not as glad as you though 🙂 for having survived! Let’s see – never had a near death one except a stomach sickness. I think in our sickest days, flu’s, fevers,etc we sometimes could feel like the end is near lol when it’s really not. I wonder if near death experiences help you live life fuller more each day? I’m not willing to find out lol through a nde but I am willing to live a little more like each day is my last 🙂

  10. Great and powerful storytelling, as always. When I fell off the roof years ago, I absolutely glimpsed the other side. I was so calm and felt like I was held in the arms of angels. I knew that no matter what happened, everything was exactly perfect. I’ve never forgotten. I enjoyed your stories as well as the stories of others in the comments.
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    • Galen, You are a great encourager, thank you.

      Falling off the roof is certainly one way to get a glimpse of the other side, oh dear! I guess you and I had the same exact experience, and it’s just a funny thing that I never would have expected, to feel so calm. I guess that’s how I know I was closer that time than when my little guy tried to drown us 🙂

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