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 When
I died I didn't see a
tunnel or a white light or any of that. I saw
the Angel of Death sitting cross-legged in front
of me.
My death was the result
of a suicide attempt (and a damned effective one
at that), and this Angel was very angry at me for
trying to whack myself.
We argued for about
eight hours
(Earth time) before I grudgingly went back into
my body.
During the out of body
time it was made clear to me that the Angel of Death
was:
(a) God's
messenger, and
(b) Frequently
confused with, or assumed to be,
Lucifer / Satan.
He looked fierce, made
out of black shadows, humanoid form, angular face,
glittering eyes, huge black wings pinioned behind
him.
Although he looked it,
he didn't seem frightening, for whatever reason.
The Lord (or Angel) of Death possesses a very wonderful
sense of humor which nobody ever seems to comment
on and he has a high level of compassion towards
the beings that he "takes." He is very self-aware
and sees irony in his job.
Kevin, your mentioning
the Lord of Death from the
Tibetan Book of the Dead is, in my experience,
a perfectly accurate description of who he is and
what function he performs -- at least in my experience.
 Very
interesting testimony Dalyrada. The "Angel of
Death" shows up from time to time in various
forms and various testimonies and not just in
the NDE kind. In Hindu NDEs, the Angel of Death
is called a "Yamaduta."
Edgar Cayce met an Angel of Death also while
preparing to undergo one of his otherworldly
journeys. Cayce had lost consciousness
and had a dream. Usually, he would travel through
a tunnel toward the light. But in this instance,
he met the so-called "Angel of Death"
and learned about the
silver cord.
The following is his experience described in
his own words:
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 As I went out,
I realized that I had contacted Death, as a
personality, as an individual or as a being.
Realizing this, I remarked to Death:
"You are not as ordinarily
pictured - with a black mask or hood, or as
a skeleton, or like Father Time with the sickle.
Instead, you are fair, rose-cheeked, robust
- and you have a pair of shears or scissors."
In fact, I had to look
twice at the feet or limbs, or even at the body
to see it take shape. He replied:
"Yes, Death is
not what many seem to think. It's not the horrible
thing which is often pictured. Just a change
- just a visit. The shears or scissors are indeed
the implements most representative of life and
death to man. These indeed unite by dividing
- and divide by uniting.
"The cord does
not, as usually thought, extend from the center
- but is broken from the head, the forehead
- that soft portion we see pulsate in the infant.
Hence we see old people, unbeknowing to themselves,
gain strength from youth by kissing there; and
youth gains wisdom by such kisses.
"Indeed the vibrations
may be raised to such an extent as to rekindle
or reconnect the cord, even as the Master did
with the son of the widow of Nain. For he did
not take him by the hand (which was bound to
the body as was the custom of the day), but
rather stroked him on the head - and the body
took life of Life itself!
"So, you see, the
silver cord may be broken - but the
vibration ..."
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