Lynn's Near-Death Experience With Her Pet
following near-death experience appears in
Children of the New Millennium (now out of print
The New Children and Near-Death
Atwater is a three time near-death experiencer and long
time researcher of NDEs. Her emphasis on the importance
of NDE aftereffects and her theory regarding a
transformation "brain-shift" that follows the experience
have energized research in the field. P.M.H. Atwater is
respected within the field for her originality and known
for her direct and provocative ideas. In her book,
"Children of the New Millennium," she reports the
account of a child named Lynn, at age thirteen, who had
a near-death experience in which he sees his beloved
dogs in heaven. Lynn underwent open-heart surgery at age
thirteen to correct a condition she had had almost since
birth. She was unable to run and play with the other
kids, and she would on occasion turn blue and get sick.
A large black Great Dane named Harvey was her constant
companion and best buddy. Lynn's near-death experience
is described below:
The last thing I
remember in surgery was a male voice saying in a very
matter-of-fact way, "Uh-oh, we have a problem here."
The next thing I knew
I was floating around the ceiling looking down on my
body. My chest was open wide and I could see my internal
organs. I remember thinking how odd it was that my
organs were a beautiful pearl gray, not at all like the
bright red chucks in the horror flicks I loved to watch.
I also noticed there was a black doctor and an Oriental
one on the operating team. The reason this stuck in my
mind is that I was brought up in a very white
middle-class neighborhood, and I had seen black
schoolteachers but never a black doctor. I'd met the
operating team the day before, but they were all white.
Suddenly, I had to
move on, so I floated into the waiting room, where my
parents were. My father had his head buried in my
mother's lap. He was kneeling at her feet, his arms
wrapped around her waist, and he was sobbing. My mother
was stroking his head, whispering to him. This scene
shocked me, as my father was not prone to showing
emotions. Once I realize they would be fine, I felt
myself pulled into a horizontal tunnel.
The ride through the
tunnel was like nothing else. I remember thinking, "So
this is death."
The tunnel was dark,
and every once in a while something that looking like
lightning would flash across my path. These flashes were
brilliant in color and didn't scare me. At the end of
the tunnel was a bright light.
From the light came
two dogs of mine. One was a collie named Mimi who had
died three years previously from an infection, and the
other was a box named Sam who had died two years before
after being hit by a car. The dogs came running and
jumped on me and kissed my face with their tongues.
Their tongues weren't wet, and I felt no weight when
they jumped on me. The dogs seemed to glow from a
light that was inside them.
I recall saying to
myself, "Thank you, God, for letting my dogs be alive."
I hugged my dogs as
tight as I could.
I then called my dogs
and together we started walking toward the light. All
colors were in the light and it was warm, a living
thing, and there were people as far as the eye could
see, and they were glowing with an inner light - just
like my dogs. In the distance I could see fields, hills,
and a sky.
The light spoke and
it said, "Lynn, it is not time for you yet. Go
I put my hand up to
touch the top of the light. I knew then that I had
touched the face of God. I told God that I loved him,
and I wanted to stay with him.
Again the light said,
"Lynn, go back. It is not time for you. You have work to
do for me. Go back."
I know this sounds
silly, but I asked the light, "If I go, can I come back
and will my dogs still be here waiting for me?"
The light said yes,
and then told me there were people who wanted to see me
before I left. From out of the light came my maternal
grandparents. I ran to them and embraced them. They were
going to walk me part of the way back. Just as I was
turning to leave, a man stepped from the light. He wore
a full dress uniform, U.S. Navy. He was very tall
and very blond, with blue eyes. I had never seen the man
before, but he knew me and smiled.
"I am your uncle
Franklin. Tell Dorothy that I'm okay and that the baby
is with me. Tell her I never stopped loving her and that
I am glad she got on with her life. Tell her that when
her time comes, I will come for her. Remember to tell
her I love her."
As I turned, the man
shouted, "Tell Dorothy, tell her you met Franklin and
I'm okay and so is the baby."
My grandparents told
me if I stayed any longer I might not make it back. But
I wanted to talk with Jesus. I had a very important
question to ask him. A beam of light, different from yet
similar to the first one, covered me. I knew this light
was Christ. I leaned against it for one moment and then
asked my question.
"Dear Jesus, is it
true that you gave me this heart condition so that I
would have a cross to carry like you did?" (Sister
Agnes, my sixth-grade teacher, had told me that my heart
condition was my cross to bear from Christ.) I heard the
voice of Christ vibrate through me as he said, "No, this
heart condition of yours is not a cross from me for you
to bear. This heart condition is a challenge to help you
grow and stay compassionate. Now, go back."
As I walked back, my grandmother told me that my
father was going to leave my mother and that I would be
my mother's strength. I saw people hiding in the tunnel,
people who were afraid to come into the light or who
were disoriented about where they were. I expressed
concern for them but was told not to worry, as a guide
would be along to help them. Some of these people looked
like soldiers. Then I remembered Vietnam and I knew
where the soldiers were coming from.
[In Ms. Atwater's book, she documents how the
revelations Lynn received in her near-death experience
was proven later to be true, such as the black and Asian
doctors, her uncle Franklin and the baby, and her
father's leaving the family.]