am a woman sixty-nine years old. On August 13, I was walking
and had a heart attack. I didn't know what it was. The next
morning I had another spell at five in the morning and asked
my husband to take me to the local hospital, which he did.
They determined through tests I had suffered a heart attack
and they put me in intensive coronary care.
The next morning,
which was August 15, I was told I would have to be taken
by ambulance to a larger hospital that did heart procedures.
I was put in an ambulance with a team of paramedics and
rushed to this hospital, through the emergency room to the
heart catherization lab where they proceeded to put a stent
in my heart.
I was awake but
don't remember much of the procedure. I remember calling
to someone that I was sick and something was wrong. I heard
two voices shouting, "She is in cardiac arrest. She is in
At that point I
slipped into blackness and, what seemed like a second later,
I was beeped, transported into the most beautiful, shimmering
gold space more beautiful than you can imagine.
I was standing there
with a feeling of, "I am not afraid I am dead."
I looked over to
my left and I saw a group of children. They were kneeling
and some were looking over others' shoulders. They had old
fashioned hair styles like the twenty's or thirty's parted
in middle with two rolls on each side they were shimmering
They were looking
down. I looked down too at a figure on the heart cath table.
They seemed very interested in her. The figure was a woman
who was very young. My thoughts were they are guarding her.
The figure was draped in a gold sheet and was slightly turned
on the stomach reaching up toward the children.
At that moment,
I felt so much love, happiness, peace and contentment. It
was all around me and the shimmering gold was as far as
you could see. It was beauty beyond belief. There was no
sign of life, just stillness.
One of the figures
on the end turned and looked at me and her face was not
of a child but of a woman, small and with a beautiful face
of maybe 35.
I slipped backwards
to the black and when I woke up my husband and daughter
was at my side.
The doctors told
me I was clinically dead for five minutes.
When I left the
hospital I thanked the surgeon for saving my life. He shook
his head "no" and looked up toward heaven.
That is my experience.
I don't know where I was or why I was given a peak of so
much beauty, peace, love, happiness and contentment, but
I know when it is my time to go I will not be afraid.
Some people tell
me I was in heaven. Some people tell me I was in the glory
of God. Some people say nothing at all but I know I was