EMPATHY OF DEATH

CNN examines a disturbing phenomenon: Death shared

A phenomenon that is called "shared death". Something that is still at the boundary between reality and imagination, until research in the field will show whether or not it is true.

Stories shared death are few, which is why CNN conducted last December a comprehensive material in this respect, based on testimonies of those who have gone through it. The term "shared death" was introduced only in 2009, by Raymond Moody, author of several books in the field: "Life After Life", "Glimpses of Eternity", "The Light Beyond" and many others. He studied for 20 years this strange phenomenon, gathering and analyzing various accounts of people who have gone through such situations. Moody says if shared death, inexplicable feelings can not be attributed to lack of oxygen to the brain, as some researchers will explain to limit death experiences.

Unlike the limited experiences of death, dying in this case is the one that gets the intense feelings that seem to be evidence of the existence of the beyond, after death. These states, accompanied by the sensation of imminent death, besides being experienced by persons suffering. It is remarkable that in all cases considered, the lives of these people went smoothly, after reading this unique episode in their lives.

High incredible strength

One of these confessions belongs to William Peters, who worked as a volunteer in a nursing home, where he became friends with Ron, a former employee in the merchant marine. Ron was suffering from stomach cancer and every day William spent 3 hours with him, talking or reading his adventures in books. Ron had few relatives and friends to visit.

In the day when the old man died, William was reading her around noon, as usual, Jack London's book, "Call Wilderness". And what happened then is inexplicable. Peters tells how he felt suddenly as it raises an incredible strength and soul leaves the body. Then he felt hovering over the bedside, and with him is his soul Ron, who looked just floated and stand in bed in agony.

Ron smiled quietly friend, as if it were amused by strange chance, taking part in both. After a few moments, Peters felt his body go again and recovered. But Ron died shortly.

William always thought this experience, who did not know what to believe. Then he learned that there are other similar stories, and these states are called shared death experiences.

According to CNN, the first testimony in this regard were made in the nineteenth century and affects different people: among soldiers who have seen comrades die on the battlefield, the nurses who stood at the head of the sick or in the case of ordinary people who were near and dear ones in the last moments of their lives.

Sensations described by those who pass through these states is very similar to those reported by those who experience the limit of death. Another witness: Karl Skala German poet, author of one of the first recorded accounts of the phenomenon, describing what happened in the moment when a friend died in her arms, in the trenches of the First World War.

Karl told how he felt that he and his friend were picked up from the body and could be seen from above as she held her seriously wounded comrade. Then he saw a bright light on who directed both, but he stopped and returned to the body.

A nurse

Other stories are different and more disturbing. Penny Sartori, a nurse who cared for a dying man, lived a very traumatic experience.

The moment he touched the bed, had the impression that everything around them stopped and as she went for the patient, and all states of feeling pain. Although old could not speak, the nurse thought the message heard his request to no longer be cared for, so they can die quickly, quietly.

During the period in which he worked as a nurse, says Penny has witnessed strange phenomena which anticipated the death of patients: their room temperature sharply falling or lights flashed around him who would die body. Also, sometimes the lights off, dims or clocks stopped. After this experience disturbing assistance for five years researched phenomenon shared death, and finally wrote the book "The Wisdom of Near-Death Experiences".

The Dream

In the Summer, 1996, edition of the Journal of Possible Paradigms, Issue 4, an unusual shared NDE is described by a woman named Sussanna Uballe. Here she describes what happened:

"The experience of co-experiencing death is, I feel, much like a NDE. I did not have a near death experience, but did travel part way up the tunnel with my husband as he left this dimension.

"On Memorial day (observed), May 27, 1979, I was five months pregnant with my son, Christopher. My husband and I rode bicycles and ran errands around town, and it was a very hot day for Minneapolis. I lay down after dinner and was so exhausted that I could barely move. As my husband went to the corner store about 8:00 to buy something for his lunch the next day, I fell into a very deep sleep.

"I dreamt that I was walking with my husband, Herb, up a dark and shady forest path. It was a heavily wooded path, which was enclosed by a thick canopy of trees overhead. The path was slightly inclined, and at the crest of a hill I saw the sky, somewhat like the light at the end of a tunnel. Herb and I had been in deep conversation, about what I could not tell, but I suppose we were reminiscing about our relationship. I felt our very closeness and felt totally in love.

"He began to tell me about what it was like to die; at first filled with rage, pain, and frustration, and upset that the clerk didn't seem to understand his pleas to call an ambulance, that he had been stabbed in the heart and needed help. He said that after a short while, which felt interminable while he was experiencing it, he left his body and floated above it and saw the body below him, and felt detached from it, like it was just a body. He was filled with peace and love. And he felt no pain.

"After telling me this, he then said that he had to go. His feet started to move very fast, and he began to leave me behind on the path. I told him that I could do that too, and put some effort into "powering up" my feet to make them go super fast. I actually started to rev up and move along the path quickly, and felt as if I was traveling up a tunnel of forest toward the sunlight at the top of the hill. As I began to keep pace with him he said "NO!" in a very powerful voice, and I woke up in my bed, feeling hurt at being told no.

"I looked for him, to tell him about my dream. He wasn't there, and his side of the bed showed that he had not slept in the bed that night. It was dawn. I began to get irritated, thinking that he must have gone off with some friends, and feeling upset at how irresponsible he was behaving. I went to where we kept our bicycles, to see if his was there, and it wasn't. I was so angry that I broke the bicycle lock and chain off of my bicycle with my bare hands, (he had taken both keys with him), and set off down the street toward the corner store. His bicycle was near the store, and a patrolman was standing next to it. I asked him where my husband was, and why his bicycle was sitting there. He asked my name and address, and refused to tell me anything more. He suggested that I go back home, and that someone would explain everything to me later. In about fifteen minutes a police officer and a clergyman came by and told me that Herb had been killed the night before.

"The dream braced me for this news, and although I was in shock, I felt assured constantly that he was not in his body, and a comforting presence was with me throughout the next few days of viewing the body, the funeral and other unpleasant business.

"Two days after the funeral, I was preparing for bed and contemplating suicide to join Herb, so that we could be together on the other side or in our next phase of incarnation or whatever. I consciously thought a question, "Should I kill myself to join Herb, or stay here."

"I then went to bed. I was just falling asleep when I felt a presence by my right side, and looked to see Herb, naked and glowing with a soft, beautiful white light. He looked beautiful and I felt filled with love and happiness to see him. He spoke mentally to me, and said, "This is our son," indicating my womb, "Take good care of him." I had no question then about my purpose, and have tried to do the best possible job taking care of my son ever since. It did not at all seem strange that he used the word "son", and, of course, although these were the days before ultrasound, I did give birth to a boy." (Sussanna Uballe)

Confession of an anonymous person

"Here is my story of a NDE I had on Thanksgiving evening at my apartment. At that time (around 1991 and 1992), I had a friend who was diagnosed as terminally ill from AIDS complications. Six months before, the doctor told him he had three months to live. So, basically he was on borrowed time. In the early 90s, there was no medication for advanced HIV or AIDS. Once you got sick, you basically died.

"I was not planning on preparing a huge Thanksgiving dinner that evening. But, for some reason, I woke up and called all the people in my address book. I left messages on their phone machines and said that anyone who had no place to go for Thanksgiving could come to my apartment.

"I began cooking shortly after that. I cooked all day and fed people as they strolled in. Then, around 11 p.m. that night, Phillip showed up. He was the guy who was terminally ill. He told me he had nowhere to go that evening and was thankful I had called him.

"All the guests for the day had gone, so Phillip and I began to eat together. I had not eaten all day because of the several people that came over and my entertaining them. So, I was quite hungry and tired.

"At this point, Phillip explained how six months ago, he had three months to live. He decided he would try to make it to Thanksgiving and then finally let go.

"So there we were and we were laughing and joking about how he would die after eating dinner. He'd already lived three months longer than he was supposed to and he was quite accepting of the whole situation. He was no longer afraid. He told me that his liver was so weak, at that point, that really he wouldn't be able to eat all the rich salty and sugary foods on the table. If he did, he probably would actually die. But, that would be OK. At least he made it to Thanksgiving and would die happy knowing he had a place to go and a friend who cared for him. So he decided he would eat the dinner - everything - and if he died, then it was God's will.

"Well, he began eating and the food made both of us really high from the tryptophan in the turkey. Especially because both of us did not eat all day long and we were making all these jokes about dying. Then he actually started to fade away in front of me. He turned pure white grayish and slumped over. I thought, 'Oh my God! He really is dying.'

"Then I saw this incredible white spinning light appear on his left shoulder as he was falling over toward me in his chair. I thought, "My God! I can see his soul leaving his body! Maybe it was an angel who had come for him!"

"In any event, the light was so beautiful and lovely, that I stood up without thinking and thought, 'Take me! I'll go and he can stay!' I so desperately wanted to go into that light and be with it. Suddenly, I was having a NDE with Phillip in a space that I can only describe as heaven. It was simply a pure whiteness of light just like in the movies. No visuals at all. Just white light everywhere.

"Then, I was back in my body. Phillip sat straight up and was back in his body. He was muttering that he guessed he just couldn't die.

"Then next day, when I awoke, I felt two powerful presences. It was like four pairs of hands on my shoulders: two on each side holding me in my body. I felt two very powerful angels or spirits behind me just resting their 'hands' on my back and shoulders and grounding me back into this reality. I cried, even sobbed, that I had come back here. I was actually depressed for some time. I was thinking how wonderful death was and how awful it was to come back.

"Phillip lived many years after this, I might add. Then we lost touch, so I can't say if he is still around or not."

Very close

According to those who have studied the phenomenon, shared death occurs when someone is near both physically and spiritually for the person to die. No matter how impressive as these stories, like those on the borderline death experiences, they can not be considered as a proof of the existence of life after death his soul, believe scientists, including physicist Sean Carroll, author of "The Particle at the End of the Universe ".

He says that this theory of life after death contradicts science, because no one can tell what kind of particle is formed soul.

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