following is an excerpt from Allison Orton's near-life experience.
Almost leaving the
planet before the age of nine probably brought me to the
greatest near-life experience I may ever have while here
on Earth. Yes, right along with the well-known tunnel and
almost leaving the planet before the age of nine, probably
brought me to the greatest near-life white light. I experienced
the vast, expansive, all permeating energy.
The ever growing
loss of self into the allness of what really is was the
most profound awareness of my experience. Its encompassing
presence of equanimity and calm, as I returned to that place
in my thought and heart, is totally freeing.
Let me digress and
explain how I arrived at this place. Being the only girl
in a very male dominated, from my perspective, family of
four children, I had become quite the tom-boy. Observing
my mother and her life of total servitude and relative non-gratification,
I was already forming strong ideas of what I would not be!
Being the least bit frail or vulnerable in any situation
was a no-option place for me. High exploration, dares, and
little regard for common sense was my modus operandi. I
was convinced I could do anything I wanted or needed to
One day, a girl
friend and I were exploring an old garage which belonged
to another house at the end of a common driveway to my house.
We decided to climb up on its roof. One side of the roof
dropped down to a green meadow with fruit trees in it. It
had about a four foot drop to the meadow. The roof then
ascended to a sharp apex. The other side stopped short after
about six feet of composition shingles leading to the fourteen
foot plunge onto the asphalt driveway.
My girlfriend jumped
off the roof onto the meadow and yelled, "Come on, lets
go to my house."
I climbed down on
the meadow side of the roof and decided not to chance the
jump, having already broken each of my wrists in previous
adventures. So, back up the steep facet I climbed. The other
side of the roof, the six foot side, had a tree with sprawling
branches near it that almost seemed to stretch to the edge
of the roof. I got as close to the edge as I dared to size
up the possibility of getting back down to tierra firma.
The possibility began to appear quite dubious.
I headed back up to the apex of the roof. I crawled on my
hands and knees because at this point I was beginning to
freeze up in fear - the short side being precipitously steep.
On my hands and
knees now, crawling up to the pinnacle, I began to slip
on the old composition shingles. I could feel the prickle
of their rough surface pressing into the palms and fingertips
of my hands. The stifling odor entering my nostrils began
to shut down my ability of breathing through my nose.
By now, totally
tensed up. Clinging to the roof, I started slowly slipping
down this short side of the roof on the aged shingles. I
somehow managed to stop myself just as I reached the edge
of the roof with my backside still facing the driveway and
still on my hands and knees. I slowly steadied myself. I
knew now that there would be no option of getting over to
the other side again. In the uncompromising space, I cautiously
stood up, turned toward the tree, hoping to reach one of
its sprawling branches. Just as I sprung, I thought a silent
prayer and released my will to the greater powers that be.
In less than an
instant, I found myself on the asphalt. I attempted to lift
my head but to no avail - my arms also with no response.
Everything around me became very removed, hazy, and distant.
A spiral going around and around in diminishing sized and
concentric circles overwhelmed me. Then, I was no longer
I was drawn toward
light. I was in the midst of total acceptance and ease.
I was fully in overwhelming energy and calm. There were
no others and I was not conscious of a separate me. I was
just aware of being in an energy field of openness with
all, part of me and about me.
My awareness then
changed. I looked down and saw the sight of a young girl
lying on the asphalt below. I was above, looking down upon
her. Her arms were under her torso with hands flat on the
ground, palms down, but her body was on top of them. She
was motionless. I knew she was me. I viewed the lifeless
body with detached awareness. I could faintly hear the sound
of a siren. In a hazy view, I saw men approach me, pick
me up and put me in some white vehicle. I saw my mom's car
approach the driveway. Then, I dissolved into oblivion.
The following days
in the hospital (eleven of them) were spent in a state of
no consciousness called coma. The ten years to follow that,
beginning with two and a half more weeks of drifting in
and out of consciousness, were difficult. I seem to recollect
that I was deciding whether I wanted to return or not.
My immediate life
for the next ten years ended up being a trial of patience.
Many opinions and decisions by doctors were made at that
time of how I was going to be if I survived at all. I must
have made a huge shift of choice at that time. I chose to
return to the planet and do whatever there was to do. However,
the following ten to eleven years were filled with negative
conditioning, pain, and trial I would not wish on anyone.
"Eternity is not something
that begins after you're dead. It is going on all
the time. We are in it now." - Charlotte
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