Nick Gabaly's Dream Near-Death
been reading your site for about a few months and have
been very impressed with it's contents. All of the experiences
of others has really given me a new form of spiritual
awakeness. I do, however, need your opinion on what
I believe to have been an NDE (through dreaming) About
two weeks ago. Basically what happened was, after I
fell "asleep," for the lack of a better term,
I remember "waking up" only to find myself
in complete darkness. I'll assume this darkness was
the void. I was not afraid, nor did I see anything else
around me. All was silent and I was quite content to
just sit there forever, thinking nothing odd and even
being curious about my new situation. I knew I was not
dreaming in the conventional sense of the word, since
I was not merely a passive observer. It also wasn't
a lucid dream. I've had plenty of those in the past
and they were all different in the aspect that I knew
immediately that I was definitely dreaming. This was
waited in the void for what seemed like a few seconds
after my "awakening" and saw a bright light
take shape from out of the corner of my right "eye."
It was far away, a bit bigger than a pinprick though.
I remember saying, "Ooh, that's the tunnel"
and knowing God was at the end of it. It kept vanishing
for a split second at a time, and every time it came
back, it was closer until finally I "physically"
moved through the remainder of the journey and arrived
at the top of the tunnel. Right in front of me was an
Immediately inside of it,
I recognized a beautiful looking figure glowing the
most intense blue I've ever seen. Eventually he allowed
me to see him as how I'd always imagined him. It was
Jesus. Directly behind him I saw God, but only as a
ball of the most brilliant bright light. The sun is
only a pale yellow shadow compared to his brilliance.
Yet it didn't hurt to look at him. I remember thinking
that if these had been my mortal eyes I would have been
blinded. Yet I was completely drawn to this light with
such a longing that I didn't want to leave.
They appeared to be suspended
in a bright blue sky with swirling white clouds around.
When I tried to cross from the tunnel into the light,
I was stopped at point where Jesus was standing. At
first I thought he had just physically blocked my way
and I had bumped into him or something. So I tried again
and again, about 5 more times, before realizing that
there was just no way he was going to let me pass to
the other side. I was neither disappointed nor angry.
Just intensely curious.
I can't even describe the
way I was stopped. I didn't bump into any physical force
wall or anything, nor even bump into Jesus. I would
approach and just be halted. But it didn't feel like
being halted. There really aren't any words for it.
I was just gently stopped.
I never felt any infinite
love nor any infinite knowledge being transferred to
me in any way -- just an intense peace. After failing
in all my attempts to be with them, I backed off from
the portal and just tried to catch glimpses of God behind
Jesus. I kept thinking that I could see him a bit better
if the Lord moved a bit. He did so as I thought this,
but then promptly moved back in front to bring my attention
back to him. We sat there for a while just staring at
each other. I guess he was waiting for me to say something,
but instead the only thought that came into my mind
was, "I wonder why he's not saying anything?"
about a minute of this "staring contest,"
I found myself backing away from the light and rocketing
back down the tunnel. The light grew smaller and smaller
until only a crack of it remained. I kept thinking, "Please
don't take the light from me." It quickly receded
and vanished after that. After I reached the bottom
of the tunnel, I ended up being dumped into a "normal"
dream, per se. Though it was one that I knew I've had
an aside, I was not aware of any physical body, but
I was more like a "puff ball" of energy. I
was not breathing. It felt more natural to not breathe.
I was neither cold nor hot -- just the perfect temperature
always. Nor did I have any sense of time or space --
just contentment and peace.
I woke up back in the world of the living, I found the
aspects of my regular dream to be fading quickly as
I would expect. However, my journey to God left me with
complete recollection. There is not one detail that
I cannot remember even to this day.
don't know if they were waiting for me to say something
and just got tired of me, or whether they just wanted
me to know that they were real. Either way, I had prayed
previously for an audience with God and Jesus to ask
for advice and guidance on my life to teach me to do
good in his name and for his glory. And yet, the only
thing I could think of was to wonder why there were
just standing there, not letting me in, yet, not saying
anything either. I guess I blew it.
Any thoughts or interpretations
would be greatly appreciated. Please feel free to post
it if you see fit. Thanks.
"One of the near-death
experience truths is that each person integrates
their near-death experience into their own pre-existing
belief system." - Jody Long, near-death