Lisa Mowrey's near-death experience. During her NDE she remembers being seated on the right leg of a very large, strong presence with huge, loving arms around her ask "Lisa, they're working on your body, you have to hurry. Do you want to go back?
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I had a near-death experience nearly 3 years ago that I would like to share. After months of depression and physical pain from systemic lupus, I overdosed on ultram, a painkiller. My twin sister found me in the morning in a seizure, half-flopped off of my bed. By the time she called 911, I had fallen on the floor and was in a full convulsive state, curling up my hands in a fetal position.
Here's what I experienced: There was no tunnel or light. I "awoke" standing upright in the back of what looked like a large auditorium-type place, without the chairs. The walls were gold and had jewels embedded in them. I was far in the back at first and couldn't figure out where I was. There were horns playing loud classical-type music and it was a very formal-type ceremony. There were dancers with beautifully colored flags dancing in a supernatural sort of way. I felt my presence coming in closer, but I didn't feel legs moving underneath me.
There was a long, wide aisle with 10-15 men seated on each side of the aisle. They were across the aisle from each other, facing each other. They had on robes and gold crowns, like they were kings or judges. The seats were tall, gold chairs and at the end of the aisle was an empty chair. My presence came in very close and then to the left side came a man in a long, white, toga-type robe. He had short brown hair and on his head was a wreath of holly leaves woven together with baby's breath. He smiled and approached me with his right hand extended. He took my hand gently and said, "Hi, Lisa. I'm Peter, welcome to the festival." With that, he opened a large door and I entered a large place that was mostly white space. There were large white cloth-covered tables with beautiful, succulent fruit and a large fountain of red wine. There were just a few people there, and they were dressed in normal clothing of today.
Just then I flashed into a complete space of whiteness, but it was not disconcerting like a haze of fog would be. I was seated on the right leg of a very large, strong presence with huge, loving arms around me. A man's low voice said in my right ear, "Lisa, they're working on your body, you have to hurry. Do you want to go back? Your son needs you." I remember feeling confused like I was not aware of what I had left behind. I didn't say anything and then the voice said louder, directly in my ear, "Lisa, you have to hurry, they're working on your body. Do you want to go back?" And even louder he added, "Ryan needs you." He put great stress on my son's name. I immediately realized I had left my 9- year-old son behind and then I woke up in the ambulance. They later told me that I said, "I wanted to be in Paradise with Jesus".