As we stood in front of the open book one of my spirit guides pointed to a paragraph on the page for me to read. The words on the page were blurry except for the paragraph he was pointing to. Reading the paragraph I was surprised to see, word for word, the near death experience (NDE) I was experiencing right now. My state of disbelief was felt by my guide who then showed me the paragraph (now in focus) prior to my NDE which included details of my pregnancy. It had all occurred just as written.
As the paragraph following my NDE came into focus I saw that my husband would be leaving me and that I would be, largely, raising this baby boy on my own. Although intellectually this information was devastating to me I felt no sorrow in seeing this written.
It is my nature to ask for more. I requested that I be permitted to look further ahead in the book. Upon hearing my request by guides laughed heartedly and said that they knew I was going to ask that. Despite my protest at being told “no” I was allowed to read only that one paragraph ahead on the page.
They did, however, offer to allow me to look backwards in the book. I randomly flipped backwards through the book and read briefly about several past lives. I recognized many souls that are here with me now. I saw the interconnectedness of all of us. Though the past life information was interesting, little of it is my memory now. I was somewhat surprised to see that this appeared to be a book of all my lives rather than just of the life I was incarnating in now. Since then I have come to look at this book as the record of my soul.
My guides then advised me that I would be told what my five gifts are. Suspended in the air an image of a person playing a grand piano manifested. Thinking they were nuts I said, “I can’t play the piano.”
“Listen to the music in your heart,” was my guide’s reply. I did not know exactly what that meant but allowed the process to continue.
Next images of massive amounts of land falling into the Pacific Ocean emerged. As the scene zoomed out I was able to see that the land was falling from the West Coast from Southern California to Southern Washington State. Thousands of souls were leaving their bodies and floating upwards.
I took this image to mean that I can access information from the future. I felt indifferent about this gift.
The next image was grisly in symbolism but I was spared the detailed visual. The image that emerged for me was that of a young girl laying face down in a field of tall grass, obviously murdered. I knew instantly that this gift meant that I can assist with crime investigations. No sooner had that realization hit me when I said, “No, no. I refuse this gift.” My guides said nothing but shook their heads as if to say they understood my feelings.
In retrospect I don’t believe that I can really refuse a gift. I do believe though that I have free will to choose to use my gifts how and when I want.
The fourth gift was in the form of an image of me standing before many, many people and speaking to them. My guide then said, “This life is all about love. That is really what it is all about. Go back and share this with all.”
To date the fifth gift remains a mystery to me. This has been frustrating to me to not recall this gift but I do know that when the time is right I will remember the information.
After my gifts were revealed to me I was taken back to the garden to wait until my doctor was finished fixing my body. My remaining time in the garden was spent walking along the smooth stone paths in a complete state of peace and love.
Abruptly I was back in my body, lying on a table in the operating room.
I had just experienced what I immediately recognized as the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to me in this life. To this day it remains the most precious spiritual gift I have received. It has shaped and continues to shape my life daily.
One of the dominate questions people ask me when they learn of my near death experience is, “What was it like, what will it be like for me?” I cannot tell anyone what their death or near death experience will be like. Between my own experience and that of being with others as they leave this world, I know that each experience is unique. Each experience a gift seemingly custom made for each individual soul based on their beliefs, expectations, and needs.
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