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William Harris’ Dream Near-Death Experience

The following is William Harris’ dream NDE.

About 7 years ago, I had emergency heart surgery because I had contracted pericarditis, which my physician stated it was by God’s grace I was still alive!

When I was in recovery I had a dream. I use this word very loosely because it was unlike any “dream” I had every experienced before. I will not go into the full details of that experience now, but I must say that never does a day pass that I don’t recall the experience. It changed my whole intellectual and spiritual approach to “religion“!

I am currently a person very much aware that this experience we call life is only transitory. It is a place of preparation, of choices, of opportunities to grow unlike any other place.

I found through my experience a “universality” that all religions and religious beliefs are merely vain attempts to express a simple truth. That the Golden Rule was the central Rule in which to live our lives!

I must admit also that it has been difficult at times to continue on with this process called “living” after experiencing an indescribable experience! Life here pales in comparison to what awaits us.

But I was told: “It is not Your time!” … and like a rebellious child I rebuked this and wanted to remain in this realm of “completeness” but found that it was an effort in vain … and I can recall returning to my body like a hand in a glove and bouncing on the floor beneath my hospital bed and up back into my body.

As I began to slowly awaken, there still was this wonderful feeling of love and acceptance … and as I awoke I began to experience my five senses in a new way, as if I had never used them before! And also, the feeling of completeness began to fade and I began to feel the coldness of my body, the staples in my chest, the weakness of my body, and I began to cry, both out of gratitude and also out of selfishness.

I have no fear of death now. I see each day as a gift and an opportunity. I try very hard to live the Golden Rule, and honestly some days I fail miserably. But the Living One is patient like a parent would be with a child, and for this I am thankful … because I now realize there is a universality, an inter-connectedness to all people, things, nature, etc. A Divine Plan if you will. So with this I will close for now, I could go on and on.

From: William Harris at

Kevin Williams’ reply: Bill, Thanks for sharing your experience with me. It sounds like you certainly had an NDE while in a dream state. I have several such NDEs on my website. Dreams, NDEs, hallucinations, psychic visions, and even thoughts and daydreams are all various forms of the same thing. That is, various forms of experiences in the realm of consciousness (the Other Side, the afterlife, etc.). We truly come from and really belong to this realm of mind and imagination. By comparison, this physical realm pales in existence. So, this is why we can have deceased loved ones appear in our dreams and why we are always connected with the realm of the mind and imagination – our real life after bodily death.

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Skrzynski’s Dream Near-Death Experience

The following is Skrzynski’s dream NDE testimony sent to Kevin Williams by email.

I wanted to share an experience with you about information I received in a dream concerning the “next world.” Of course, it may have just been my vivid imagination; but I thought you might find what I was told intriguing.

In this lucid dream, I found myself in a seemingly utopian world that was rather like and idealized Switzerland or Austria (think The Sound of Music with all the lush rolling hills, the alpine scenery and lakes, very clean cut people in the lederhosen, women like nuns on bicycles, etc. Lots of beautiful sunshine that seemed to emit more than just physical light. The people here were still male and female, not genderless spirits.

In this lovely place, people were telling me that this was the “next level” higher than Earth. I went to a lovely quaint church (like an English country church) where I met people who continually prayed for children on Earth. They were male and female but with ageless faces full of wisdom and compassion. But then I saw the tombs and gravestones inside the church and in the churchyard outside!!

I asked them why there were graves when this was supposed to be the “next world.” They explained to me that (as in Jonathan Livingston Seagull), people here in this next level graduated on to further higher levels and that this also involved a form of “death.” Those left behind in this “next world” would experience a sense of separation in a similar way to grieving people on Earth.

But they also told me that unlike our Earth, they definitely knew that there was something more. The poignant thing was that this second death mysteriously involved losing the one thing you loved the most, whatever that thing could be; it was a very personal anguish that everyone had to go through in their transition beyond this second level.

In other words, there was still much spiritual growth going on. They showed me their “sun” and it was a beautiful coppery peachy orange. They said they could feel God‘s presence in that sun and that it gives off spiritual light as well as seemingly physical illumination. They said that those in the third level were that much closer again to this beautiful “sun.”

I understood that people on the next level enjoy a form of The Summerland (an idealized way of life so as to get things out of one’s system left unfulfilled while on Earth) but that they also aged, though much slower than we here on Earth. They are mainly occupied with praying for those still here, and particularly for murdered/abused innocents.

Just thought you might find this thought-provoking, Kevin!

From: Skrzynski at

Kevin Williams’ reply: The Sound of Music would probably be a very good description of The Summerland. For those who do not know what “The Summerland” is, here is some background:

Heaven as an abode of peace, happiness, and abundance is a fundamental religious belief in every culture, ancient and modern. Ancient Greeks called heaven the “Elysian Fields” or “Olympus.” To Hindus, heaven is called “Surga,” and it lies in the higher lokas. Ancient Egyptians referred to it as “Sekhet-hetepet.” Followers of Zoroaster describe it as the “House of Suns,” and the abode of the best thought – a place where the sun never ceases to shine – no doubt alluding to the luminous nature of the plane. To the Northern European or Nordic Traditions, for warriors it is known as “Valhalla.” For other, it is called “Noatun,” where the sun meets the water, “Asgard” and several others. Theosophists call heaven “Devachan.”

The concept of “The Summerland” is currently used by spiritualists, pagans (particularly Wiccans), and near-death experiencers and researchers. Near-death reports of very young children describing a land of beauty beyond belief called “The Summerland” provide strong circumstantial evidence that such a place does exists.

The traditional pagan belief of The Summerland is based on the ancient “Wheel of the Year” based on the seasons and pre-Christian Celtic holidays. Basically these holidays chronicle the birth, life, death and re-birth of the Sun King though the person of the Great Goddess. At Yule (Winter Solstice, December 21) the Sun King, conceived earlier in the year by the mating of the previous Sun King and the Goddess, is born. In the spring, after the Goddess has magically recovered her maidenhood, they mate, causing not only the conception of the next year’s King but also the growth and abundance of the food crops in the natural world. In the Fall at the time of harvest the old King dies and sets sail for The Summerland from which he will sail forth again as the new-born Sun at Yule. Samhaim, or Halloween, is that period between the death of the old King and the birth of the new when the natural processes of the Earth seem to be dying. At this time the veil between the world of the living and the world of the dead thins to allow loved ones to communicate. For many pagans, Samhaim marks the new year and is celebrated not only with remembrances of the dead but also by letting go of the old (ideas, habits, etc.) and looking forward to the new.

To pagans, The Summerland has traditionally been a place where, after death, the soul is said to rest in this Land of Eternal Youth, where it is refreshed, grows young, and is made ready to be born again. Rebirth is not considered to be condemnation to an endless, dreary round of suffering, as in some Eastern religions. Instead, rebirth is seen as the great gift of the Goddess Mother Earth.

Spiritualists and near-death researchers have also described The Summerland. The Fredrick Myer’s Cross Correspondences describe the soul’s journey after death in several stages. Stage Four, which Myers called the “Plane of Color”, appears to refer to Summerland. Spiritualist’s also believe the Biblical reference to the “third heaven” (2 Corinthians 12:2-4) is a reference to The Summerland, the Christian concept of paradise. According to Myers, one must leave behind all rigid intellectual structures and dogmas, be they scientific, religious, or philosophical. An infinite variety of new sounds, colors and feelings are experienced here and souls find a much wider freedom to function with more highly energized intellect and spirit. The most inspired and pure souls from Earth pass directly here after death; most people, however, must strive to reach it after a sojourn in the realm below where they assess their life on Earth and try to understand what they did wrong. It is from The Summerland that rebirth back on Earth supposedly occurs – although the decision to go back and try again is allegedly an individual one, and some may opt to forsake material life altogether and move into the higher spiritual realms. Some of the most accurate and most inspirational messages received via mediums are said to originate here. This may also be the place called “Marduk” according to the messages received by some researchers.

The Summerland is possibly another name for the afterlife realm known as the “plane of Venus,” described Edgar Cayce. Venus, as an afterlife realm, is not a reference to the planet. It is a reference to the invisible afterlife realm for which the planet Venus physically represents. Venus is the afterlife realm where love is dominate. Cayce says of Venus: “In Venus we find the lovely becoming the expressions in activities in which there is the beauty seen in love, in companionship, in association, in music, in art, in all the things that bespeak of the loveliness even of nature and material things, rather than the expression of same in the earthly form or manner.”

Here is an NDE that mentions The Summerland.

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Peter Little’s Dream Near-Death Experiences

The following is Peter Little’s dream NDE testimony sent to Kevin Williams by email.

On October 29, 1996, I had a so-called “white light experience.” I never felt comfortable reporting this until I read your “triggers” section which includes other experiences, not necessarily “near-death”.

Just prior to October 29, 1996, I had had some very pleasant life changes and experiences. I was finally able to get my divorce in July of 1994, had just gotten joint custody of my two lovely daughters (Erika, then 9, and Krista, 6), had spent the weekend body surfing on Long Island with my best friend Paul Smaldone, plus I was newly “in love” with a wonderful woman from Guatemala who was living in Connecticut and who I had met through my foreign language club.

I had for a some time been feeling great about life and had episodes of overwhelming feelings of well-being. So over the weekend of October 27, 1996, all these pleasant things seemed to come together. Then on the morning of the 29th, I was about to wake up when I noticed an enrapturing white light in my mind’s eye.

I knew nothing about these things but I had enough curiosity and courage to hold onto the experience for a few moments. I felt myself in a state of bliss and remember looking at the sides of the tunnel which was enveloping me. Then telepathically, I heard a voice say, “We are very happy with you,” which I have attributed to my parents who had both died of cancer a few years before.

With this I became frightened and jumped out of my bed.

But the next night, as I was sleeping, I had the same blissful feelings and saw a procession of Christmas ornaments dancing across my mind’s eye; very overwhelming at the time.

I must tell you that I am not at all religious; actually I must confess I laugh at organized religion, but I also believe in live and let live. But after these experiences my fascination with philosophy, meditation and mysticism exploded.

I have always been a fun-loving fellow and enjoy sharing any good feelings with other people but these experiences were a little too much to share openly. Now I can share these things in a prudent manner depending on the situation knowing that I have the sense from your website that these matters are indeed real.

Having lost my job a few years ago, and returning to it finally, family court is forcing me to make my work the focus of my life. So I do not have much extra time but if you have any comments or suggestions, I am receptive.

Best regards,

Peter Little:

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Norma H.’s Dream Near-Death Experience

The following is Norma H’s dream NDE testimony sent to Kevin Williams by email.

Is it possible to have a near-death experience without being sick?

I had this experience in 1981 whilst taking a nap. My father, who died in 1979, called me back and it seemed as if he were right beside me and I fully expected to see him when I opened my eyes.

I passed slowly down a tunnel towards a beautiful golden glow, I didn’t pass anyone, but when I was halfway I could hear my Dad’s voice calling me and the voice got more and more urgent until it brought me right back.

My daughter said she came into the room and saw me sleeping and she said I had the most peaceful look on my face and looked completely relaxed. My daughter was 21 at the time.

From: Norma H.

Kevin Williams reply: Yes, near-death-like experiences can be triggered by many ways other than death such as psychedelic drugs, extreme gravitational forces, traumatic stress, trance meditation, epileptic seizures, electrode stimulation to the brain, psychotic illness, dreams, religious ecstasy, astral projection, coma, after-death communication, death-bed visions, and even the controversial methods of sexual orgasm and even alien abduction.

A lot of people don’t realize that everyone has an out-of-body experience when they are in deep sleep and dreaming. Sleep has traditionally been called “death’s sister.” In the Bible and other sacred scriptures, the term “death” and “sleep” are used interchangeably. The Bible is filled with instances of people who are visited in their dreams by heavenly figures to pass on an important message. The Book of Revelation is actually the story of a dream or a series of dream by John of Patmos. The reason we know this is a dream is because dream symbols found in the Book of Revelation can be found in the prophetic dreams of the prophet Daniel in the Book of Daniel. Even without the dream symbolism from Daniel, the fact that the Book of Revelation is filled with symbolism is enough to prove it to be a dream. Dream symbolism is the language of the soul. And dreams are experiences in the afterlife.

Carl Jung, MD, who was the founder of analytical psychology and dream research, was inspired tremendously by his own near-death experience. It is evident that Jung’s experience with symbolism in his NDE was very influential in his formulation of his theory of dreams.

There are many reports of people having near-death experiences and contact with the Other Side through dreams. Besides the Biblical account just given, one of the most well-known cases in dream research is that of Claire Sylvia. Through a series of prophetic dreams, she correctly predicted events that would actually occur to her in the future concerning her heart-lung transplant and the donor. After her transplant, she would have dreams of a young man whom she understood to be her donor. She was able to describe him to a “T” and even receive his name from her dreams. Eventually, she tract the man’s family down and confirmed everything she learned in her dreams. You can read the whole account in this article.

You can read a near-death experience triggered within a dream in this article.

Edgar Cayce was a near-death experiencer who was skilled at dream interpretation. He interpreted the Book of Revelation to be a series of dreams concerning John’s out-of-body experience to heaven.

Bill and Judy Guggenheim ( has done much research into after-death communications through dreams.

Also, here are some Google search results for “dream interpretation“.

When my mother died suddenly about two years ago, she interrupted my dreams about two days after her death to let me know that she was still alive. The moment I saw my mother in my dream, the dream immediately became a “lucid dream“. A lucid dream is a dream in which you are fully aware and can even control your dream. She gave me a message that led me to document a series of after-death communications my family had with my mother.

We spend roughly one third of our lifetime asleep, so there must be a very important evolutionary and spiritual reason for it. Dreams are our connection to where we came from and where we will return. It is where our higher self (spirit) can communicate with our subconscious mind (soul) in the language of dream symbols which the soul can understand even though the conscious mind may not.

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Nick Gabaly’s Dream Near-Death Experience

The following is Nick Gabaly’s dream NDE testimony sent to Kevin Williams by email.

I’ve 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 completely different.

I 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 open “portal.”

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 five 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?”

After 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 before.

As 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.

After 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.

I 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.

Nick at

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Ken Merriman’s Dream Near-Death Experience

The following is Ken Merriman’s dream NDE testimony sent to Kevin Williams by email.

I was wondering if you had any information on people crossing over while the person was dreaming. In all of your research has this ever came up? I ask this because I had an event like this happen to me, at least I believe I crossed over.

The dream at the beginning was very hazy and I was more of an observer as are most of my dreams. I was driving in an old beat-up van and felt that I was being chased by someone. I was trying to find an escape route when I found a tunnel to drive into and figured I could escape through there. As I was going through this tunnel, the light in front of me began to get brighter and brighter. This is when the dream took its turn.

As soon as I emerged from the tunnel, I became self aware, totally and fully. This was no longer a dream. I could see things as if I was wide-awake, think clearly, see clearer than I could in my waking state. Imagine the waking state that you are in right now. That’s how it was in the dream but far more colorful and visual. The colors were so sharp and crisp, there were clouds that glowed yellows, purples and golds. The sky was the bluest blue you could imagine.

I was just within moments of realizing that I wasn’t on Earth when the feelings of joy, happiness, love, glee, everything that is tied to all that’s good rushed over me and I can absolutely say I have never felt this way before. It was truly an amazing experience. (If everyone in the world could feel the way I did at that moment, wars would be a thing of the past. The Earth would unite.) Further down the road a little was a bridge that spanned a river. On the other side was a gigantic modern city, it reached as far as I could see. As I walked closer to this bridge there was a person that seemed to have human form but it was more or less just a formed black shadow. There seemed to be a slight aura around this person, it wasn’t much but enough to see it. I kept walking forward and said Hello to this person, but He/She just raised their hand as to say Hi and kept walking past me never saying a word. He/She then continued down towards the tunnel I just came from. Just as I reached the beginning of the bridge is when I was pulled back and out of this place and I was whisked through a tunnel feet first. I then woke in my bed with a jolt.

I have three theories on what might have happened:

(1) I actually did pass on but I was sent back.

(2) During my dream I crossed from the dream plane to the astral plane heaven on accident.

(3) I had a lucid dream I can’t explain the feelings of love if it was.

I’d like to hear what you think, Ken Merriman

Kevin Williams’ reply: What if I told you it was all three? There is compelling evidence in dream research that during our dreams our conscious awareness shifts away from our physical consciousness (physical body and conscious awareness) to our subconscious awareness (what religions call “our soul“). This is just a fancy way of saying that when we dream, we have an out-of-body experience into a different level of existence or consciousness (called the “astral plane” by out-of-body researchers – or the “soul realms” or “heavens” or “bardos” of the afterlife by religions – or quantum physics might call it is another “dimension” – consciousness researchers call it another level of consciousness). Whatever you call it, our dreams are actual “afterlife” experiences. Many people are not aware of this and pay no attention to their dreams or try to remember them or learn from them. This is unfortunate because we spend roughly one third of our lives asleep and our dreams are a wealth of spiritual information if we can only transfer it from our subconscious mind into our conscious mind. The fact that we spend so much of our lives asleep is one good reason to believe that we are actually spirit beings having a human experience. But because it was a lucid dream – that is, you were dreaming in your subconscious mind and suddenly woke up (became conscious) during your dream but remained physically asleep. In a sense, all dreams are NDEs in that they are out-of-body experiences in the afterlife (actually, we are already in the afterlife because the physical realm is just another level of consciousness or realm in the afterlife). But normally we are not aware of the full nature of being conscious during a state of complete subconsciousness (dreaming). And this is what makes lucid dreams so wonderful. I have only had two brief lucid dreams in my life. One of them was two days after my mother died and when she interrupted my dream by appearing in it (which immediately made me lucid) to tell me she was still alive. My sister had an identical dream of her that same night.

Lucid dreams are interesting because it feels like suddenly being aware of all the colors and detail in your dream. But the most interesting part is that you can actually make things happen during a lucid dream whereas, during a regular dream, things happen to you as if you have no control and are a passive observer.

Anyway, my understanding is that there are many different kinds of dreams. Some dreams are heavily symbolic (the language of our soul) and need to be interpreted to be consciously understood – like the Book of Revelation. Some dreams are ways for us to work out current problems in life on a different level. Some dreams are prophetic. Some dreams are just for fun. According to Edgar Cayce, nightmares are mostly the result of your body warning you about a health problem or about dealing with a difficult problem in life. Some dreams are highly sexual and personal and there are reasons for these as well. The point is this: If you want to know what the afterlife is like while on this physical realm, learn more about your dreams. They are more important that the general public is aware of in general. Perhaps this is the problem with this world.

I have many articles on my website with some good information about dreams. I did a complete search on my website and here are the results. Hope they help.

Peace and Light, Kevin Williams

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J. A.’s Dream Near-Death Experience

The following is J. A.’s dream NDE testimony sent to Kevin Williams by email.

This happened around 1982 when I was 13 years old.

I remember going to bed at night without any problem. While sleeping, I suddenly found myself flying through space with someone in front of me like a guide. I could not see the person’s face but the love that was oozing from the person was indescribable; it felt like natural love between mother and child multiplied by 1 million. I actually thought this guide was my real mother.

While traveling through space, we passed through stars and they were beautiful.

Suddenly we got into a place that looked like a room or a church or a temple. The only thing was that it was shining brighter than the sun.

I can’t remember what happened after we entered the light, but when I came back I became a different person.

Firstly, I became very sensitive to peoples’ and animals’ feelings. I can’t bear seeing people suffer. Sometimes I would be crying like a baby when I see a sick person. I started to love people unconditionally and I became very religious.

Presently I pastor a Pentecostal church in the UK and the only thing that gives me fulfillment is when I make people happy.

I have also become very sensitive to the Holy Spirit and I always have God visiting me to give me instructions and guidance.

I could not share this with anyone until I stumbled on the near-death website last year out of curiosity trying to find out what that experience was.

Some people still look at me like a strange man whenever I share this experience, while some think I am going crackers. However, I know what I experienced because it was personal.

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Introduction to Dreams and the Afterlife

The Dreaming” (or “Dreamtime”) is a common term within the creation narrative of indigenous Australians for a personal, or group, creation and for what may be understood as the “timeless time” of formative creation and perpetual creating. They believe every person essentially exists eternally in the Dreaming. This eternal part existed before the life of the individual begins, and continues to exist when the life of the individual ends. Both before and after life, it is believed that this spirit-child exists in the Dreaming and is only initiated into life by being born through a mother. It was believed that, before humans, animals, and plants came into being, their “souls” existed; they knew they would become physical, but not when. And when that time came, all but one of the “souls” became plants or animals, with the last one becoming human and acting as a custodian or guardian to the natural world around them. These indigenous Australian societies share the notion that human beings and society were created in a distant time period referred to as the Dreamtime which the Aborigines considered sacred time. Simultaneously, the Dreamtime refers to the realm of the spiritual, which is coextensive with the time of creation. As the name indicates, the Dreamtime realm can be reached during dreams. Many of the rituals of Aboriginal religion also link the everyday world of human existence with the Dreamtime. As one might anticipate, at death the true soul returns to the eternal Dreamtime realm, where it had resided prior to birth.

Table of Contents

  1. Sleep as Death’s Sister
  2. Modern Dream Research
  3. The Interpretation of Dreams

1. Sleep as Death’s Sister

In the Bible and other sacred scriptures, the terms death and sleep are used interchangeably. Sleep has traditionally been called “death’s sister.” The Bible is filled with instances of people who are visited in their dreams by heavenly figures to convey an important message. In the Old Testament, Jacob had a dream of a heavenly “stairway” on the earth which extended into heaven with angels ascending and descending on it. Jacob’s description of this “stairway” could be a crude description of the NDE tunnel: “And he dreamed, and behold a stairway set up on the Earth, and the top of it reached to heaven; and behold the angels of God ascending and descending on it.” (Genesis 28:12) Scholars believe that the Book of Revelation is an account of a dream or a series of dream by John the Revelator. The reason it is believed to be a dream is because the symbolism found in the Book of Revelation is remarkably similar to the prophetic dream symbology of the prophet Daniel in the Book of Daniel.

2. Modern Dream Research

There is much evidence that our dreams are actually out-of-body experiences and journeys to other realms. In one study by consciousness researcher Dr. Charles Tart, a test subject was documented to have left their body during sleep in order to read a 5-digit number from a remote location. The test subject was successful in returning the correct number. The odds of correctly guessing a random 5-digit number is 1 in 100,000. Yale University Pediatric Cancer specialist Dr. Diane Komp reported that many dying children have near-death experiences which often occurred during dreams. One boy told Dr. Komp that Jesus had visited him in a big yellow school bus and told him he would die soon. The boy died as he predicted. Clear evidence from sleep laboratories shows that we all dream nightly. Our dream periods come in cycles, typically about ninety minutes apart. Most dreams happen during these times of unusual body and brain behavior called REM sleep – rapid eye movement sleep. Of course, the mind is active all night long, not just during REM periods. Dreams usually happen about five or six times each night and they range in length from just a few minutes up to thirty minutes or more, with longer dreams more likely near morning.

Dream symbolism is the universal archetypal language of the soul according to Carl Jung, MD, the founder of analytical psychology and dream researcher, was inspired tremendously by his own near-death experience. During the early part of this century, while psychologists such as Sigmund Freud and Carl Jung were demonstrating the clinical importance of dreams, Edgar Cayce was providing people with guidelines for what has become one of the most practical approaches to dreams. Much of the metaphysical information that Cayce would discover during his out-of-body journeys dealt with the subject of dreams and dream interpretation. Perhaps one of the most important insights gained from Cayce’s revelations is the fact that each of us is aware of much more about ourselves, our physical bodies, our surroundings, even our lifestyles, at subconscious levels than we realize when we’re awake.

During the dream state, our minds become open to many different levels of our own unconscious where all of our previous conscious experiences are stored. Also stored there is information which rarely come to conscious awareness. The subconscious mind has a remarkable talent for finding solutions to problems. It can also assist us with self-evaluation and providing practical guidance for any question we may have. It even makes it possible for us to have psychic experiences.

The Cayce material reveals that dreams can diagnose the causes of our physical illnesses, point out thoughts and emotions that we haven’t dealt with on a conscious level, and suggest ways to improve our relationships with others. While we dream, we can become aware of our entire being — physically, mentally, and spiritually. The Cayce material shows that dreams are the easiest and most natural way for us to contact our inner, higher selves. According to Cayce, dreams are experiences with our very soul – our subconscious mind. Because dream symbolism is the language of the soul, it pays for everyone to learn how to interpret their dreams.

3. The Interpretation of Dreams

Tom Harpur, the author of the book and documentary, Life After Death, discovered this true report while researching his book on near-death experiences:

The following was dreamt by a dying woman in her hospital room:

“A lit candle suddenly appears on her window sill.
The candle goes out.
A terrifying, suffocating blackness envelopes everything.
Then, the candle relights but on the other side of the closed window.”

The woman died shortly after relating this dream to a nurse.

What did the dream mean? It must have been significant because, after all, this was the last dream the dying woman ever had – the final manifestation of her unconscious mind in this world.

According to the celebrated psychiatrist and dream analyst, Marie Louise Von Franz, and based on her analysis of over 10,000 dreams of the dying, the meaning being communicated is that the light of the individual, one of the common metaphors for life that we’ve heard so often, goes out at death but is miraculously renewed on the other side. In other words, the spirit seems to live on. This dream then illustrates perfectly a profound insight of the great psychoanalyst and mentor of Dr. Marie Louise Von Franz, Carl Jung, who once stated, “The unconscious psyche believes in a life after death.”

According to Jung, dream symbols which exist in the very depths of the soul behave as if the psychic life of the individual will continue. In Dr. Von Franz’ words, “These symbols depict the end of bodily life and the explicit continuation of psychic life after death. In other words, our last dreams prepare us for death.”

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Dream Evidence of the Afterlife

One of the strangest cases in the history of dream research is described in the documentary, The Secret World of Dreams. It describes the amazing story of a woman named Claire Sylvia, a 47-year-old drama teacher from Boston and former professional dancer with several modern dance companies. In 1983, she was diagnosed as having primary pulmonary hypertension – an often fatal, rare progressive disease which causes blood vessels in the lungs to collapse. Her health slowly deteriorated until she was forced to give up her job and became home bound. She was also dependent on oxygen and could only move around in a wheelchair with great difficulty. A heart-lung transplant was her only hope and the risks involved were considerable.

Soon after the transplant, she began having strange and incredibly vivid dreams about a young man she didn’t recognize. Eventually, Silvia realized that the young man in her dreams was the 18-year-old organ donor whose heart and lungs resided in her chest. Through her continuing dream contacts with her donor, she learned a lot about him including his name. She then decided to do some research to find out if this “heavenly” information was correct. Her research proved that it was indeed correct. Silvia then met the young man’s grieving family and Silvia shared with them the amazing story of her contact with him through her dreams. Claire Silvia died in August of 2009 from a blood clot in her lung; 21 years after her heart-lung transplant. The following is the detailed account of her amazing story:

“My mother was basically dying,” says Amara, “She prepared herself for death and she was preparing me for her death. She labored to get up in the morning to go to the bathroom. Her breathing was labored and I was afraid every morning whether she would be alive or not.

Then Silvia’s bizarre dreams began to unfold.

“I started to have a series of dreams. One dream was that I had the transplant and I had to drink four glasses of milk a day. At the time I questioned this, I said, ‘I wonder what this means? Where does this four glasses of milk come in at? I don’t understand what this means.’

“And there was no explanation so I just let it go. I lived each day with a thought and a prayer that I would live till the next day and that I would live to see my daughter graduate from high school which was about a year away.”

Finally, Silvia’s prayers were answered.

“The phone rang and it was the transplant coordinator. She very calmly said, ‘We officially got permission to do heart and lung transplants and we have a donor for you today.’

“I was speechless. All I could say was, ‘Oh my God. Oh my God!'”

Within hours, Silvia was rushed into surgery and after a delicate three-hour operation, she awoke.

“I knew that I would have to take an anti-rejection drug, cyclosporine. They injected a certain amount of this liquid into two little cups of milk. Then at night, I repeated this same process. I realized that these were the four cups of milk a day in my dream.

“At first I didn’t accept it, I kept saying, ‘I must have gotten this information from someplace.’

“I kept checking around and nobody told me. Then I thought, ‘This is bizarre. I don’t know why and I still don’t.'”

It was May of 1988, and Silvia’s operation was Connecticut’s Yale-New Haven Hospital’s first successful heart-lung transplant on a female patient.

Five days later, journalists were invited into the hospital to interview Silvia in the intensive care unit. During the press conference, a reporter asked her:

“Now that you’ve had this operation, what do you want right now more than anything?”

Silvia replied: “To tell you the truth, right now I’d die for a beer.”

Silvia was momentarily stunned by what she had just said, not so much because it was flippant, but because of the fact that she does not like beer and has never liked beer.

When Silvia returned home, another sequence of unexplained occurrences began. Her taste in food changed dramatically. Five weeks after the operation, when she was allowed to drive for the first time, and she headed straight for Kentucky Fried Chicken – a fast food she had never previously enjoyed. She couldn’t explain this sudden craving. Nor could she explain many other apparent changes in her personality, such as, why she was starting to look at women the way a man might look at women, for example, or why her favorite colors are now green and blue rather than the hot shades of pink, red and gold she used to prefer. Other strange things occurred. Sylvia started eating green peppers, a vegetable she had formerly meticulously picked out of salads.

Around this time Sylvia had a strong, unexplainable desire to visit France. On her return, just when Silvia thought her life couldn’t get any stranger – it did – in another mysterious dream.

“I’m in an open field and it’s very light. It’s daytime and I’m in a playful relationship with a young man whom I see clearly. He is tall, has sandy colored hair and his name is Tim L.

“I come back and say goodbye to him and as we approach each other, we kiss, and as we kiss, I feel as if I inhale him into me. It’s like taking this enormous breath. And I know that he will be with me together forever. But it also seemed that this man in my dreams, whom I knew as Tim, must be my donor.

“I was very curious to find out who my donor was because of all the things that were happening to me and because of the dreams I was having – and the feeling of living with his presence.”

Claire became convinced her donor was trying to communicate with her. She contacted the hospital but they informed her that donor records were confidential. When all hope seemed lost, her friend Fred Stern called to tell her of a message he received in his own dream.

“I had a clear image of a dream,” says Fred Stern, “that we had gone to the basement of the public library and had seen in the Portland newspaper a story on either the third or fourth page several days before her operation. A story about the boy who was killed and whom she had gotten her heart from.”

Claire and Stern made arrangements to meet at the local library.

“I met Fred at the public library and we looked at the papers the week preceding my transplant. Sure enough, the day before my transplant, as was in his dream, the obituary of a young man who was killed in a motorcycle accident. He was 18 years old. His name was Tim L. as it was in my dream. It felt like my heart stopped beating for a moment. I was standing up and I remember getting kind of weak all over. My knees went a little weak. It was a shock.”

According to Fred Stern: “It was almost like magic, like some sense of knowing. It is just wonderful to be a part of it – this unfolding.”

It turned out that Tim L. had died in a motorcycle accident shortly before Silvia’s life saving surgery. She had received the organs of Tim Lamirande, 18, of Saco, Maine.

“I was shocked because now it became more real. Now I had all the information. I had the family’s name. I had details. This person really existed.”

Wanting to know more about her donor, Silvia wrote to Tim’s family in Maine and made arrangements to meet them.

“I was very excited,” says Tim’s sister, Lee Ann, “and the whole family was very excited to meet Claire.”

Sylvia then met the Lamirande family. According to Fred Stein:

“She [Claire Silvia] was very apprehensive because she didn’t know what she was going to meet, but she was warmly received, particularly by Tim’s sisters. They were very positive and said how much Claire’s atmosphere and behavior reminded them of their brother. What was important too was that we had come to the conclusion from her dreams that the donor must have been a hyperactive person, and the family confirmed this, saying that when he was little he had to be kept on a leash because otherwise he would run off, and at the time that he died he was holding down three jobs as well as attending college.”

Tim’s sister, Lee Ann, said:

“It was like meeting my brother all over again for the very first time – seeing him alive again. Claire was very warm towards us. She was loving. She was loving like Tim was. There was so much feeling that it was absolutely exhausting.”

Silvia told the Lamirande family about her dream. Afterward, Tim’s sister replied: “My first reaction to Claire’s dream was one of disbelief. I really didn’t believe it until she just started describing things about my brother – like how he was tall and wiry. She described him almost to a T. She was getting the information from her dream. She described how Tim was loving and that he came to her and wanted to be a friend. I just kind of felt that, ‘Yeah, that’s what Tim would do.'”

Silvia told them: “When I met the family, I was trying to corroborate some of the things that had been happening to me. I asked them if he happened to like green peppers and they said, ‘Oh, yes, he used to love green peppers. He’d fry them up with cabasa.’

“They told me his favorite food was chicken nuggets and that he had apparently just bought them before he died because they had to pull them out of his motorcycle jacket when they found him. When they told me that I said, ‘Oh my God!'”

The Lamirande’s also confirmed that Tim liked beer. And Sylvia’s burning desire to visit France was also explained. The Lamirandes were French Canadian. Tim’s favorite colors were also blue and green.

One night after visiting the family, Sylvia dreamt that 22 motorcycles were being revved up to be driven round town to commemorate some event. In the morning she realized it would have been Tim’s 22nd birthday. To celebrate, she asked a friend with a motorcycle to take her for a ride. It was, she said, “exhilarating.”

Tim’s sister Jackie remarked: “Why would she have a dream about her donor unless God was trying to tell her in a way who we were and trying to make it easier for her to get to us so she could see that there was good out of everything she went through.”

Silvia stated: “All the images that have come to me since the transplant are, in and of themselves, having to do with this new part of me.”

Over the years, Sylvia kept in touch with Lamirande’s family. When Silvia died in 2009, Joan Lamirande said, fighting back tears in a telephone interview from her home in Saco:

“She was a wonderful person. As long as she was living it was as if my son was still alive. Now that she is gone, I know that my son is gone.”

The implications of Sylvia inheriting personal characteristics of her donor are astounding. This is because it supports “cellular memory” which is the hypothesis that memories can be stored – not just in the brain – but in all the cells of the human body. One particular study published in a 2008 edition of Nature called Cellular Memory Hints at the Origins of Intelligence is suggestive of cellular memory; however, mainstream medical science does not acknowledge memory outside of the brain is possible. If it were possible, it would mean medical science would have to re-evaluate the accepted view that all memory is stored in the brain, much like data is stored on a computer’s hard drive. Nevertheless, research in Israel indicates that 34% of people who have undergone heart transplants have had some kind of experience of what is now known as “trait transfer.” Perhaps the reason more people have not come forward is that there is a great deal of denial going on. There is also an interpretation of quantum mechanics called the Holographic Principle and its associated Holonomic Brain Theory which mathematically allows for quantum information to be stored holographically in the universe – assuming quantum consciousness is true and the brain does, in fact, functions like a biological quantum computer. There are articles, such as this one, which seems to affirms even more that cellular memory is true.

Contacting Deceased Loved Ones Through Dreams

Many people reported they had been contacted by a deceased loved one while they were sound asleep. Because they didn’t have any other name for their experience, they usually called it a dream. However, most quickly added, “But it just wasn’t like an ordinary dream.” We call these experiences sleep-state after-death communications (ADCs) and they are a very common type of ADC. The following dream ADCs are reprinted here by permission from Bill and Judy Guggenheim‘s book, Hello From Heaven.

There are many significant differences between an ordinary dream and a sleep-state ADC. A dream is generally fragmented, jumbled, filled with symbolism, and incomplete in various ways. Though some are very intense emotionally, they typically have a quality of unreality about them and are often soon forgotten.

In contrast, sleep-state ADCs feel like actual face-to-face visits with deceased loved ones. They are much more orderly, colorful, vivid, and memorable than most dreams. In fact, some may be after-death visions that occur during sleep.

The following reports are examples of sleep-state ADCs in which a deceased loved one broke into an ordinary dream.

(1) Robin is the director of a child care center in Florida. She had this timely visit from her grandfather several years after he died of a heart attack in his 70’s.

“I was in my first year at college, sleeping in my dorm room. I was dreaming about something when Grandpa broke into my dream! He was right there, and I could smell his cologne and tobacco and feel his warmth.

“He seemed concerned and protective.

“He said, ‘Lock the windows! Lock the windows! You’re supposed to remember to take care of yourself! Lock the windows!’

“It was a definite warning.

“I woke up startled and sat up and looked around. My room had one set of windows that looked out onto a courtyard and another set over by the fire escape. So I got up and locked all the windows.

“About half an hour later, there was a scream from the girl in the room down the hall. A man had come up the fire escape and apparently had tried my windows, and then he had gone on to hers. Later he was caught!

“Grandpa appeared when support was obviously needed. He proved that he would be with me forever.”

(2) Ann is an art framer in Maryland. She was 21 years old when she was contacted by her 18 year old brother, Barry, who had died in a motorcycle accident:

“After Barry was killed, I was feeling so angry and bitter at the world. About a month later, I had what I call a dream, but it wasn’t a dream. It was like I was talking to him face-to-face.

“I was in the backyard at my parents’ cottage, and Barry came walking towards me. He was wearing jeans and a flannel shirt – his usual costume. His blond, curly hair was full of light. He looked beautiful.

“He seemed very happy, content, and full of love. He seemed worldly, like he knew everything – no doubts, no questions, just full of confidence. A beautiful light was behind him and around him – a gorgeous, warm light.

“I said, ‘Barry, what are you doing here?’

“He looked at me and said, ‘I came to tell you that everything is all right.’

“I asked, ‘What do you mean? Didn’t it hurt when you died?’

“Barry said, ‘It did for a minute. It felt like a squeezing sensation. Then I was riding down a dark tunnel. And all of a sudden, I came into this beautiful, brilliant white light.’

“He kept smiling at me, and I was feeling full of love and light myself. It was so intense!

“He said, ‘I just want to tell you that I love you, Ann.’

“Then he turned around and walked away.

“I immediately woke up, and all the anger and frustration I felt were gone. I really believe Barry came to tell me he was fine so that I would be okay. I call it a dream, for not being able to give it another name. But it really happened!”

(3) Greg is a 20 year old college student in West Virginia. He had this rendezvous with his friend, Evan, who was electrocuted in an industrial accident at a construction site at age 20:

“Evan and I were best friends for nine years. We did everything together, except when we were at school or working or started going out with girls.

“Two nights after Evan died, I had a dream. I was where the road splits and facing each other, and everything was lifelike.

“We were really excited about seeing one another. Evan was so happy and cheerful. He appeared the same as always and in good health. He had a great big smile on his face.

“I asked him, ‘What happened?’

“He said, ‘I was up putting a light fixture on a twenty-foot pole when I hit some electrical wires. Something happened and I started to fall.’

“He put one hand vertically and one hand horizontally to show me how he fell.

“Evan said he felt scared at that moment, and then he felt nothing else.

“He said, ‘I promise, I didn’t mean for that to happen.’

“He also wanted to assure me that he suffered none whatsoever through that experience.

“He told me he didn’t want any of us worrying about him or being extremely sad that he was gone because he was in a great place. He was well taken care of and very happy, waiting for us to join him someday. Then I woke up.

“I never had a dream like that before. It was very special to me that I was able to communicate with Evan after he died. It was like we parted with the realization that we will be back together someday.”

(4) Janet is a nurse in North Dakota. She became a bereaved mother when her 4 year old son, Toby, died of a brain hemorrhage:

“This occurred approximately one year after my son died. I recall the dream as if I had just had it last night. I was standing on a river bank and looking over at Toby on the other side.

“His side was a lush green with beautiful trees. The water was a beautiful blue, and there were birds I could hear. It was a paradise, like the Garden of Eden. Everything was so quiet and peaceful.

“Toby was standing in grass and flowers up to his waist, close to the edge of the river. He was a little boy, the same little guy that I lost. He was wearing a striped T-shirt and blue jeans and was so very real and happy.

“I kept trying to get over to Toby, but I couldn’t. He looked up at me and spoke with such a calmness.

“He said, ‘No, Mom, you can’t come over here. I’m okay. I’m fine. But you can’t come over here.’

“He had to tell me that several times because I wanted to cross the river to be with him.

“Toby was calming me like an adult would. I almost felt like a child in comparison, as if an older, wiser person was talking to me. He was telling me to settle down and realize that his life is good now. He gave me the sense that he is at peace and that he’s where he belongs.

“The dreams seemed so real, as real as life itself. When I woke up, I felt crushed that the dream was over. And yet I felt so comforted by it.”

(4) Rosemarie is an administrative assistant in North Carolina. She had this enlightened dream about 4 months after her grandmother died of cancer at age 66:

“One night when I was sleeping, I saw my grandmother – it was like a beautiful dream. She was right there with me. It felt like we were on another realm or in a different dimension.

“I only saw her face and shoulders – she was very young and beautiful. Grandma looked like she was a girl in her early twenties. I was surprised she was so youthful, but I recognized her instantly as my grandmother. It was like she could choose to be whatever age suited her.

“As she came closer, she was glowing and radiating love. I felt an energy and warmth envelop me. It felt like a very nice, tingling massage. I was overcome with this feeling of unconditional love, like nothing I had ever done was wrong.

“I was telling her over and over, ‘I love you. I love you. I love you.’

“She was saying, ‘I know you do. I’m happy and I’m fine. You don’t have to worry about me anymore. I’m in heaven.’

“Grandma affirmed there is a heaven, and that no matter what you’ve done, in God’s eyes you are forgiven. You are pure, and you are loved in the way only he could love you. It touched me so deeply that I knew it was true.

“All of a sudden, I realized I was sitting up in bed and Grandma was gone. But I didn’t grieve for her after that at all.”

(5) Gayle is an artist in North Carolina. The ordinary dream she was having was interrupted by her 21 year old son, Alex, who had drowned in a boating accident:

“I had been under a lot of distress, as any mother is with the loss of her child. Two days after his burial, I woke up around 5:00 in the morning. I couldn’t sleep and went into the living room and sat down. I keep praying, ‘God, please! I have to know where my son is. I have to know if he’s okay.’

“I felt impressed to go back to bed, so I lay down and fell asleep. I started dreaming that I was in the kitchen fixing breakfast for my two younger sons – and Alex walked in!

“I realized he wasn’t supposed to be there. So I spoke aloud and said, ‘Alex is here!’

“His brothers looked at me like, ‘What are you talking about?’

“Then I realized they couldn’t see him – I was the only one who could.

“Alex had the most glorious smile on his face. He had a glow, a celestial radiance. His expression was one of complete peace, happiness, and contentment.

“I walked up to him and said, ‘Alex, you are with Jesus, aren’t you?’

“He put his hands on my shoulders, and I put my hands around his waist, and he said, ‘Yes, Mama.’

“Then I woke up with the most peaceful feeling because I knew Alex was okay. I know his spirit is with God and that he is waiting for the time the rest of us will be with him.”

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Darlene Holman’s Dream Near-Death Experience

The following is Darlene Holman’s dream NDE testimony sent to Kevin Williams by email.

I have had the ability to dream like deja-vu in advance since I was 16 years old after a paranormal happening in my life. Before that happened, I did not really believe in God, you could say I kind of believed there was a God along long time ago but that he was not real now. I started seeing things like visions awful things of loved ones doing bad things so I went to my mother and I told her I needed to go to a shrink because I knew this was not normal and I was losing it. Plain and simple, you see, I was still very logical about all this then and I knew this was absolutely nuts.

She told me the next time it happens to say, “In name of Jesus Christ, leave me.” And I am thinking all the while that she is saying this to me, “Thanks a lot, Mom. Here I come to you for help and you tell me something so ridiculous.” I was mad at her for that advice.

Well, it did happen again and I said the words she told me to say and the problem left me for a short while and in my 16 year-old mind I’m thinking, “Wow,” Jesus Christ’s name is a magic word?

After a second time of the magic word working for me, I got to feeling a bit more confident. After all, it had worked twice before and each time I had successively dispelled the problem. So armed with my new magic word I demanded that the vision or thing that was causing these visions to leave me in the name of Jesus Christ, its Lord and master!!!! All at once, I hear this horrid soul piercing growl … not only did I hear it; I felt it!!!!! I know this all sounds kind of weird and it was indeed weird, no doubt about it.

To explain it a bit better, I had terror run through my body and soul at the same time in a split second … I ran. I got as far as the frig when I thought, “If I go in there and tell them (“them” being my family) that something had just growled at me, they are going to put me away. So I started to rationalize it all out: Okay, this is either real or I am crazy. Plain and simple. Sooooo, if this is real then God has to be real. Taking the chance that, just maybe, it was a possibility that he was indeed real too.

I asked Jesus to come in to my heart and show me his reality. At this point I had an encounter of love and peace enter into my body and soul in its highest form.

The next day I started having a whole different kind of dream and I never had any more bad encounters like that one. Thanking God earnestly this time. You could possibly say, “Wow, They are just dreams!” and I was obviously disturbed. Maybe…? But those words cured it and they are not just dreams. The dreams I have now do come true. Not all of my dreams thankfully … but at least 3 or 4 a year. At first this really freaked me out, but I started telling my family and friends about them to which they were convinced that I indeed had lost it .

When they witnessed my dreams happen (though it started freaking them out just as well) my dreams were very ordinary almost dull dreams — normal things — but one or two weeks later the very thing that I had dreamed of happened.

What was more bizarre now was that my family could no longer believe I was losing it. Great for me; but hard on people who believe they have it all figured out. And things like this don’t happen. So they were freaking out about it just a bit as well. I was always sure to tell my family about my dreams because I didn’t want to look like a total “nut job” to the rest of the world. These people in my life know I speak the truth and they are all the proof I need in that area. They have heard me tell them weeks or days ahead of time of things that did indeed happen.

I have had dreams of this nature since I was 16 and, at first, about 7 to 8 a year. Now, not as many. About 3 to 4 a year and even less when I find my life is more stressful. I am now 39 years old.

Now, on to my NDE which was over 5 years ago. (Sorry, but I thought you might need some background on me.)

That’s how I started with my abilities since that time. I have become quite reliant on the Holy Sprit in all things and I try to pray and meditate at least once a day. This is not to say that I do not screw up every day — sometimes twice or more — on all kinds of things. I am very, very human.

In fact, I tend to get corrected a lot. For instance, I am in the remedial program at school (or something). Anyway, in this particular incident of correction, I had some bills I couldn’t pay and I was worried about them. I prayed to God and said, “I need a break. I try very hard. You know that. I can not handle all this. I am doing the best I can. I want out. I am tired of trying to make it.”

I was angry with God while I was saying these things … because there was no question in my mind that he is real, after all of the things I have experienced. (But my understanding as to why we have to go through these things, at times was very much lacking.)

I went to bed and I had this dream. But this dream was extremely different. I felt things in it — physical things. Well, first I felt myself moving like in a vacuum and I saw blackness all around me. Then I saw a light in the distance which I was fast approaching. At first I saw the very edge of the light like a complete cut-off of light and dark. Then I was in the light completely.

I saw this great line of souls — thousands of them — on top of this billowing cloud neither young or old and I thought to myself, “How strange?”

I was also very aware of a new sense of freedom. I felt like I could do anything or go any where with just a thought … I felt weightless the light that was all around me was also a part of me. I could feel it was a part of me. I noticed when I would think of something the light would answer my thoughts like it was talking to me or something. The light was all encompassing in this place. It was alive. The light was knowledge, truth, and love. It was everywhere. It was so white. But a different kind of white and hard to explain because there are no words to explain it. We don’t have any words that can describe this.

I was made aware the light was God. Later I came to understand it was God in his omnipresence … ( I had always put God in the form of a man in my thoughts, so I found this very strange) but when I thought of something, it was answered immediately. Almost at the same time. I could hear everything telepathically but I could also feel the emotions and thoughts of the other spirits around me as well. When I would talk to a spirit I would feel their thoughts as well as hear them. I was kind of in awe about all this and I thought to myself, “Wow! They never told me this stuff in church.” Then it was impressed upon me how religion, and any one certain belief, is not important because all religions have a place and anyone in that religion is on the path of learning which is important for that particular soul. It was as if the answers were the simple and unapproachably known truth.

I could feel it was the truth, as well as know it was the truth. … and I kept feeling like, “Oh, yeah. I forgot about that” like I already knew these things but had forgotten some how.

So I saw these souls and they were waiting for their chance to come to Earth to learn. I felt their desire to come to Earth. It was overwhelming — very powerful — almost like a hunger to the soul. Then I felt everything everyone of them was feeling when they were chosen. It was like winning the lottery, only ten times greater. The elation I felt was the strongest I have ever felt in my life. There is not even a word to describe it. And the soul that was picked was extremely special because it had been chosen.

It was explained to me that not all souls are chosen — precious few — and that not all souls come to Earth. Some stay there and learn. It just takes them a lot longer to learn like that.

So coming to Earth is a great gift — a very special gift. Others come more then once. Some just one time. This was hard for me to digest because being the strong Christian that I was I didn’t believe in that or reincarnation. I had a very strong belief system and that went against everything I believed to be the truth. I was made aware that some things are true whether you believe them or not. I watched and felt everything the soul did from the perspective of the soul chosen to come to Earth.

The chosen soul was brought forth and prepared by two other spirits in white robes. I think they were angels but I did not see any wings. Then the chosen soul was brought before God and had to take a vow not to remember anything. Then it passed through this gray misty looking curtain thing. It looked like mist falling down. I thought to myself, “Why does he have to forget about all this?” God answered my thought and stated that, “The soul could learn more effectively and faster and that this is the most and only important reason for us coming to Earth — either learning or teaching — and most times both — and all the bad things we go through here are either for our own learning or someone else’s.

Then all of the sudden I was transported to this dark city street. All around me was a city like here on Earth such as New York or a big city of that nature. I was standing on the city block. It was all dark looking — like night time with a full moon out. Then God asked me, “What do you see?” I looked and I saw a homeless man laying on the street slightly setting up against the building. Then, one at a time, there were three people that passed by him walking on the side walk he was laying on. — a lady and two men.

When the first man walked by I felt everything he was feeling and I could hear what he was thinking in my own head like it was my own thoughts and feelings. He was disgusted by the homeless man. He hated the degeneration of society. It sickened him and he felt like that person should get a job.

The next person to walk by was a woman. As it was with the man, I felt all of the emotions and could hear the thoughts she was thinking like they were my own thoughts. She was afraid and scared that the homeless man would hurt or rob her.

The last was a man who walked by and was angry at the homeless man because he owned property in the area and he felt that these low lifes were making his property values go down.

Then God said to me, “Now I am going to show you the truth of it.” I turned and watched the homeless man and all of a sudden from the top of his forehead to the middle of him he began to split apart revealing a huge, beautiful, brilliant, bright light. His flesh just tore straight down the middle in half and fell away and I saw his spirit as he truly was. I knew who he was by reputation.

He was a huge spirit in heaven “in terms we can better understand” like a celebrity that we would chase after to get their autograph. Everyone in heaven wanted to be like this soul. This was one of God’s finest!!!! and was given this task here on Earth because it took the very best to teach in this manner and to sustain the suffering that went with it.

It was explained to me like this, “How can compassion be taught if there is nothing to feel compassion about? The pain and suffering which happens to us here on Earth is allowed because of its purpose and the importance for learning.

When all the people who walked by this homeless man finally died, they will see this act again in their “life review.” All of us will have a life review. Only this time we will know the truth and feel the emotions and hear the thoughts of these “special spirits” and see ourselves for the truth of who we really are and learn from it … like a report card. We have chosen this path of learning … we are victims and victimizers … sometimes both on this Earthly plain. But in reality, we are all learning or teaching.

It was explained to me that we must believe in consequences (cause and effect) so that we can learn faster and understand more. We needed to believe in the pain, hardship, and suffering to look inside and to understand and choose to love and care for the right reasons and to look for the truth in ourselves and others above all else.

A handicapped person is a very high teacher. People who suffer greatly come down here to teach the rest of us.

Then I was brought back to these green landscapes and Roman type buildings. It was really quite beautiful. Everything was very vibrant. There is not a word to describe it. It was like everything we have here on Earth is a washed-out version of the truth of what it really is.

I was shown things such as who people actually were in heaven. “Not the same as here on Earth mind you.” I was told by these two lady spirits that I should be nicer to my husband and that he actually did not have to come back to Earth. He was just doing me a favor of which they did not go into detail about; but they both were connected to him. I felt their connection one was like that a mother figure and the other was a significant other. They shared deep connections with him in the truth of our real reality which is not what we cling to as reality here.

I saw all he was; but I can’t remember all of it and they told me I would not be allowed to remember it because my learning would suffer if I did.

Then this very important spirit who emulated authority, with a file in his hand, walked up to me.” He was male, heavy-set with a salt and pepper hair and beard, in a grayish white looking robe. I knew it was MY file in his hand. It was strange how this felt familiar to me. And he said, “Come with me.” He took me to this room. It was all white and gray. And I got into trouble and was corrected of (self). He wanted an accounting of my actions. He showed me how I had been worrying to much and how worrying is a selfish emotion and a waste of time. At this point I was actually reliving parts of my life and seeing how he was right about me with the proof right before my eyes no wiggling out of it or blaming it on some one else. This is the “life review “and seeing the truth of me was kind of hard to take a bit. I was very disappointed in myself but not for the things you may imagine. It was for things that I didn’t even realize were an issue at all.

I felt extreme shame for depression and worry — directly connected to my faith. It was explained that joy, love, compassion were holy emotions. Hate, worry, depression and all other negative emotions are selfish emotions. By them being selfish emotions, I feel I need to explain it a bit better. Depressed is when we feel down. Here, it is no big deal because all of us have experienced it.

But in reality, it is an inward thought which has repercussions. You see, we have energy inside of us and some of that energy is projected outwards and gives energy to the world such as joy, love, kindness. Some of that energy is projected inwards, such as hated and sadness, and it can drag us down and others around us if we linger too long in it.

Depression is one of those emotions that hurts us and others. This is a better way to describe what I trying to describe when calling it a selfish emotion.

Then the man in the robe said, “And of all things you are worried, it is about money.” And then he showed me what money was in heaven. It’s nothing at all. It does not exist and it’s not real.

The only thing that is like money up there is the unselfish things we do for others here without praise for ourselves. Then he showed me what I should be doing and all people lucky enough to come to Earth. He raised his arm and a lighting bolt shot out and I became the lighting bolt and in the lighting bolt there were thousands of souls and I was affecting them and they were effecting me — touching me with learning and love — and I was doing the same to them. Right then I woke up and I was standing over my husband kissing him on the forehead.

While I was there, it was impressed to me (when I say “impressed,” to me I mean by feelings, thoughts, and spirits talking to me who conveyed to me this information) that all of us have abilities and gifts of love, kindness, and a hidden purpose of why we are here. And it all concerns learning. When you start to do things for the right reasons and not because you feel someone is watching, but because you actually feel that’s what you want to be, and change the way you think about it to a more positive, loving position of thought, then you will be very happy as a soul when you have your life review as each and every one of us will indeed have.

Ask yourself, “Who would I want my hero to be, to say, or do?” Then try your best to make that change yourself and you change the world around you. That’s the way it works. You have the control knob inside of you to decide how you will react and feel about something. We are responsible for ourselves and our own inner growth to mature our spirits .

When I awoke from this experience everything was crystal clear except the part with the two lady spirits and what they said. I would not be allowed to remember.

I was told other things that did in fact come true which I have choose to remain silent about. I am not sure what I think about religion any more … I guess I feel it’s like “thoughts in a box” — a recipe for control which we create ourselves. I do not denounce religion. I just feel its a teaching tool that can be twisted to be good or bad depending on the person. That is like saying, “Follow me. I know the right way.”

I say, “Find your own way. Seek God first on your own and develop your own relationship with God and don’t follow just anyone down the yellow brick road. Since my NDE, I have experienced other things and I am not afraid of dying. I feel it’s as natural as learning to walk ….

Sincerely, Darlene Holman

P.S.: Could you tell me is there a lot of people who have dreamed an NDE as I have and is the credibility less because it was in dream form? Just wondering a bit.

Kevin Williams’ reply: Experiencing an NDE during a dream is far more credible than having an NDE by any other way other than clinical death in my opinion. The reason is because dreams themselves are actually afterlife experiences (of the “astral” or “soul realms“). NDEs are often afterlife experiences of the “spirit realms“. NDEs that are triggered by meditation, ketamine, extreme stress, extreme gravitational forces, etc.. are all experiences which occur while the brain is in the “conscious awareness” state. But dreams and NDEs occur when the brain is in the “subconscious” or “unconscious” state which is a higher state of awareness.

I have read accounts of NDErs re-experiencing their NDEs over and over again in their dreams causing them to remember more and more of it (bring more of it into their conscious memory). In fact, I had an NDE dream myself briefly. Several years ago, I was having an ordinary dream when in my dream I was killed. The dream then turned into a lucid dream and I saw the tunnel and the light at the end of it and began to be drawn toward it. At that time, because I was lucid and aware that I was no longer dreaming and was suddenly experiencing the NDE tunnel and light, I thought I was finally going “Home” and was ecstatic. But as I got closer to the light, the “dream” ended and I woke up. I was disappointed for a while afterward, but thankful that I had been given just a brief glimpse.

I have never told anyone of this experience because it was so brief and I didn’t want people to think I was “tooting my own horn.” But although it is a very modest experience, I do not dismiss it as probably many people would do (as many do with all dreams in general). I have also experienced many other unusual experiences in my dreams throughout my life (in fact, I consider my entire lifetime of dream experiences as another life in itself, just in the so-called “dream world”) and in many ways I consider my dream life as more real than my physical life. About two years ago, when my deceased mother visited me and my sister in our dreams on the same night just two days after her death, in virtually identical dreams, I forever became a complete “convert” to the Aboriginal concept of “Dreamtime“, which is a very fascinating concept if you ever want to learn from the Aboriginal masters. In so many ways, I prefer my dream life over my physical life, but I know that my spirit life is even more grand than my dream or “soul” life. As a child growing up, I used to have remarkably wonderful dreams and I would wake up bitterly disappointed that it was only a dream and had to continue living in this world (feeding pigs, going to school, doing chores, putting up with my drunk stepfather, etc.) But from my childhood on, I have always considered my dream life as almost a completely different life, as if I was living one life while awake and another life while asleep. For this reason I have always known that my dreams were special experiences and something to try to remember as much as I can and learn from — even before I became a Christian or knew anything about NDEs or even having a high school education.

Your email has inspired me to think about creating a “NDE and Dreams” web page. I am going to cut and paste just some of the dream and NDE connection material on my site for you here:

Aboriginal Dreamtime: Traditional Australian societies share the notion that human beings and society were created in a distant time period referred to as The Dreaming or the Dreamtime (considered sacred time). Simultaneously, The Dreaming refers to the realm of the spiritual, which is coextensive with the time of origins (creation). As the name indicates, the Dreaming realm can be reached during dreams. Many of the rituals of aboriginal religion also link the everyday world of human existence with the Dreaming. As one might anticipate, at death the true soul returns to the eternal Dreaming, where it had resided prior to birth. See this website.

Mellen-Thomas Benedict had this wonderful insight concerning dreams and his NDE:

“When I recovered, I was very surprised and yet very awed about what had happened to me. At first all the memory of the trip that I have now was not there. I kept slipping out of this world and kept asking, “Am I alive?” This world seemed more like a dream than that one. Within three days, I was feeling normal again, clearer, yet different than I had ever felt in my life. My memory of the journey came back later … What happens when we dream? We are multi-dimensional beings. We can access that through lucid dreaming. In fact, this universe is God’s dream. One of the things that I saw is that we humans are a speck on a planet that is a speck in a galaxy that is a speck. Those are giant systems out there, and we are in sort of an average system. But human beings are already legendary throughout the cosmos of consciousness. The little bitty human being of Earth/Gaia is legendary. One of the things that we are legendary for is dreaming. We are legendary dreamers. In fact, the whole cosmos has been looking for the meaning of life, the meaning of it all. And it was the little dreamer who came up with the best answer ever. We dreamed it up. So dreams are important.” — Mellen-Thomas Benedict, a near-death experiencer.

“From an endless dream we have come. In an endless dream we are living. To an endless dream we shall return.” – a quote from Kushi.

Kevin Williams writes: Everyone has an out-of-body experience when they are in deep sleep and dreaming. Sleep has traditionally been called “death’s sister.” In the Bible and other sacred scriptures, the term “death” and “sleep” are used interchangeably. The Bible is filled with instances of people who are visited in their dreams by heavenly figures to pass on an important message. The Book of Revelation is actually the story of a dream or a series of dream by John the Revelator. The reason we know this is a dream is because dream symbols found in the Book of Revelation can be found in the prophetic dreams of the prophet Daniel in the Book of Daniel. Even without the dream symbolism from Daniel, the fact that the Book of Revelation is filled with symbolism is enough to prove it to be a dream. Dream symbolism is the language of the soul. And dreams are experiences in the afterlife.

In the Bible, Jacob had a dream of a “heavenly ladder” on the Earth that extended into heaven with angels ascending and descending on it which is a good description of the NDE tunnel:

“And he dreamed, and behold a ladder set up on the Earth, and the top of it reached to heaven; and behold the angels of God ascending and descending on it.” (Genesis 28:12)

Carl Jung, MD, who was the founder of analytical psychology and dream research, was inspired tremendously by his own near-death experience. It is evident that Jung’s experience with symbolism in his NDE was very influential in his formulation of his theory of dreams. There are many reports of people having near-death experiences and contact with the Other Side through dreams. Besides the Biblical account just given, one of the most well-known cases in dream research is that of Claire Sylvia. Through a series of prophetic dreams, she correctly predicted events that would actually occur to her in the future concerning her heart-lung transplant and the donor. After her transplant, she would have dreams of a young man whom she understood to be her donor. She was able to describe him to a “T” and even receive his name from her dreams. Eventually, she tract the man’s family down and confirmed everything she learned in her dreams.

We spend roughly one third of our lifetime asleep, so there must be a very important evolutionary and spiritual reason for it. Dreams are our connection to where we came from and where we will return. It is where our higher self (spirit) can communicate with our subconscious mind (soul) in the language of dream symbols which the soul can understand even though the conscious mind may not.

NDEs do not occur only to dying dysfunctional brains. As Dr. Melvin Morse wrote, the Journal of the Swiss Alpine Club, in the late 1800s, reported 30 first hand accounts of mountain climbers who fell from great heights and lived. The climbers reported being out of their physical body, seeing heaven, having life reviews, and even hearing the impact of their bodies hitting the ground. They were not seriously injured.

Yale University Pediatric Cancer specialist Dr. Diane Komp reports that many dying children have near-death experiences, without evidence of brain dysfunction. Their experiences often occurred in dreams, prayers, or visions before death. One boy stated that Jesus had visited him in a big yellow school bus and told him he would die soon. Others heard angels singing or saw halos of light.

The American Journal of Psychiatry, in 1967, reported the experiences of two miners trapped for days in a mine. They were never near death and had adequate food and water. They said that mystical realities opened before them in the tunnels. They also said a third miner who seemed real to them helped them to safety, but disappeared when they were rescued.

Peace and Light, Kevin Williams

Darlene writes: The Truth is stranger then fiction … One of my mind-blowing dreams was as follows.

I was very close to my husband’s mother. I love her a lot. One morning I dreamt that she had a son that nobody knew about but me. I also knew his name and I watched him die. Her sister would not allow her to go to the funeral or to grieve. She walked out in the sun with me for awhile and returned to the house then got sick. Then she herself died. Then I saw myself laying on the bed and she came to me in spirit form. I asked if her son was with her and she told me yes.

Then I woke up and it was so real I cried all day because of the emotions I experienced at her loss. When my husband returned home from work he kept telling me that it would be alright and that it was just a dream.

Then that night his Mom called. I talked to her and told her about my dream. She got real quiet. Then she told me it was all true. The boy’s cousin was actually their brother and his name was the same as the one I dreamt of. I had never before met this cousin. She said that was why she called us because he was sick in the hospital. She was crying and was really upset so we ended the call. When I got off the phone I told my husband. He couldn’t believe it. He called his Mom back and asked out right about everything I had told him and she told him what she told me.

Four days later his brother died. My husband was angry about all of it; and, not being able to know his brother as a brother before he died, it was hard for him to get over this.

His brother lived in another state and because my mother-in-law’s family had arranged that the child be given to the older sister, I guess they thought that if my mother-in-law went to the funeral, then that would some how take away from the mother who raised him. So my mother-in-law did not get go to go to her own son’s funeral. This sadden her very much and my heart broke for her.

Her brothers and sisters were always very religious with strict regulations on how you get to heaven. My mother-in-law was very religious as well but she was a recovering alcoholic so she didn’t carry the judgments that a lot of religious people do. I loved her very much and she was very kind. We got to see her that summer but she was in poor health. My husband and I didn’t have the money to see her more often and she lived in another state. In April she died. It was just like dream.

Kevin Williams reply: It appears that you have the gift of prophecy and that you receive them in your dreams. Very interesting indeed.