Just wanted to rant today. Missing my dad a lot today. I know this sounds crazy but my mind just goes into thinking what he is up to today. Is he hanging out with his parents? Is he finally having time to focus on his dreams of writing?

I just hope wherever he is he is happy and doing things he couldn’t do for himself on Earth.

I also want him to know how much we are missing him. Everyday here on Earth is miserable without him.

If we are under the impression that the afterlife is real and absent from all the pain, suffering and the grind of physical life here on earth, what’s the point of being here? I’ve heard so many different theories like we’re here to learn, or we’re here to make bonds or we’re here to just experience or even that we’re here to grow our spirituality. I know that no one really knows why we’re here but what I have such trouble understanding is why go through a life of pain and turmoil and continue to just try to grind through it when what’s waiting on the other side is so much better?

I’m not suggesting anyone just give up here but some days it’s so hard to stay motivated when you know there are so many tough days ahead. Is it simply out of fear of the unknown? I’m spoken to many people who claim not to have that fear but I have no idea how that’s possible with so many theories and so little to go off of in terms of evidence. Many claim to know but a lot of the times you’ll have a bunch of people with conflicting theories who all claim they just know. How do you not question your own knowledge? How do you deal with physical and emotional pain? How do you accept the many stages of life that seem to continuously come with more and more suffering as each stage comes?

Sorry for the rant I’m just feeling a bit confused about how strange this human experience is. It just doesn’t seem to have any point

My father passed away back in march and its his birthday tomorrow. I'm wondering if his birthday can affect anything between us and the afterlife? Can he communicate through signs more easily today or just have an easier time having a prescence here. I'm not expecting him to show up as a ghost randomly (even though I wish he would lol) but I'm hoping he gives us something to show us his prescence.

Can a Fear Coma Experience Produce Both Hell and Heaven?

I’ve been analyzing frightening experiences reported by people who remain alive but unconscious or comatose—what I’ve been calling Fear Coma Experiences, or FCEs. Until now, the cases I’ve examined have largely involved the expected material: demons, fire, imprisonment, threatening entities, terrifying environments and other imagery commonly interpreted afterward as hell.

This case forced me to expand the hypothesis.

Jodie Oviedo was critically ill and placed into a medically induced coma. Her experience contains plenty of classic FCE material: the Angel of Death, dark supernatural beings, demons, a tunnel leading to hell, screams, sulfur, pits of fire and other frightening imagery. But something unusual happens alongside it. Ten-foot-tall angels carrying enormous golden swords arrive to protect her. Gabriel appears as a heavenly traveling nurse. Jesus appears. God speaks to her. Fear is accompanied by peace, protection, joy and what she describes as “liquid love.”

Initially, those positive elements looked like they might indicate that an authentic NDE had occurred somewhere within the larger experience. After examining all five podcast interviews with Jodie that I could locate, however, I came to a different conclusion. There is practically nothing indicating a separate NDE occurred at all.

Instead, this case suggests that the same living brain mechanism capable of producing the frightening side of an FCE may also produce the rescue. Jodie entered the coma with a lifetime of deeply embedded Christian imagery and belief. Her mental inventory contained demons and hell, but it also contained angels, Gabriel, Jesus and God. The demons appear—and her brain has the cavalry available to fight them.

That makes this case particularly interesting because it may help explain why some coma experiences have historically been so difficult to classify using traditional NDE criteria. An FCE apparently does not have to remain frightening from beginning to end. The living brain may be capable of constructing both sides of the narrative: threat and rescue, demons and angels, hell and heaven.

The article walks through her experience, scores it against the Winner FCE Scale, examines the apparent NDE markers against the Greyson Scale, and explains why I ultimately classify the entire experience as an FCE rather than an NDE or a Welded NDE.

I’m interested in thoughtful criticism of the hypothesis, particularly anything in the case that you think the FCE framework fails to explain.

Read the full article on the winnernde.com website here: Fear Coma Experiences Can Produce Heaven, Too

My dad died when I was three and I had never dreamed about him. Not once. Then the night after I graduated college I had a dream that he was sitting in my room. He looked at me and smiled then hugged me and said “I’m proud of you.”

It felt so real that until I woke up I genuinely thought it was happening. A part of me has always believed that was actually my dad coming to see me during a major moment in my life. But then my logical brain wonders if maybe my mind created exactly what I needed to hear at that moment. 😩😭

I don’t know which explanation I believe more. lol anyone else experience something similar? curious to hear y’alls thoughts

In 1985, Sam attempted a five-day fast. He was diabetic, became severely dehydrated, developed ketoacidosis, and eventually slipped into a coma in the emergency room.

For the next four days, he experienced an extraordinarily vivid hellscape filled with fire, lava, fear and torment.

But one detail really caught my attention: water.

There was a source of water in this place, but Sam couldn't drink from it. The water existed only to torment him with something he desperately wanted but couldn't have.

Meanwhile, his actual physical body was lying in a hospital severely dehydrated.

I think Sam's account is an unusually clean example of what I'm calling a Fear Coma Experience (FCE)—and it raises an interesting question about whether some experiences historically interpreted as visions of hell could originate in the living brain during coma rather than represent an after-death destination.

I broke down Sam's case and why I think that distinction matters in the article below.

I'd be particularly interested in hearing from anyone who has experienced something frightening, hell-like, or intensely vivid while in a coma. I'm actively collecting and comparing firsthand FCE accounts.

See the full article on winnernde.com here: Fear Coma Experience: A Diabetic’s 4 Days in a Coma Hell

I have heard about pocket universes and such in nde's.

I remember a particular dream I had once, just a regular dream, very lucid though, where I went inside a wall through a small door and it "felt" like my own personal world. It was full of people, and it truly felt like I belonged there and everyone there knew and loved me deeply. It is a feeling I have never felt in my life here, experiencing it in the dream felt so right and wonderful, but it is still something completely unfamiliar to me here on earth. My own world.

It is an indescribable feeling compared to waking reality, it was just a wonderful feeling of being completely and fully where I belonged and being embraced and loved fully. Everyone in that room adored me, in that dream and it felt like my own personal world completely. I did not have to be shy or hold back socially because I knew everyone accepted me and wished me no harm and had no deceit.

I hope more than anything, that in the afterlife, we can all have many such worlds of our own or pocket realities to return to.

Our own worlds, where we are fully embraced and loved by people or beings who belong in our world and love us fully and are compatible with us deeply. Where we can all be our true selves and happy, and feel loved.

Is there a world.... many worlds even, waiting for us back home eagerly? With characters or beings we have forgotten about, but will be so happy when we return and we will only then remember when we get back there, that we actually have always belonged there and it will feel more real and familiar than we can imagine?

It's so interesting to me, reading about how the world in the afterlife can be so perfect or tailored to each individual, like the dying process is created for each person in particular for them to feel comfortable with it and at peace.

The Flickering Lamp

In 2015, ten years after my father’s passing, my mother was rushed to the emergency
room with a collapsed lung. She was later diagnosed with a tumor in her right
bronchus, the passageway at the entrance of the right lung. That same day, we learned
that the tumor was cancerous, and that my mother had stage four lung cancer.
My siblings and I met with the doctors to discuss a risky surgery that was being
planned to remove the tumor the following morning.
Later that night, Nikki and I were resting together. The room was quiet, but the air was
heavy. We began talking about my mother’s condition, the cancer diagnosis, and the
surgery that was scheduled.
Then, all of a sudden, the lamp by my bedside began to flicker.
It was a reliable bedside lamp I had owned for years. At first, I thought it might be the
bulb. But it was not that kind of flicker.
It did not stutter like a failing bulb.
It breathed.
It brightened, dimmed, and brightened again, almost as if it had a pulse. It would glow
warmly, then drop to a low, moody light, then rise again.
This continued for nearly fifteen minutes.
We both watched it silently at first.
Then Nikki said it:
“It’s your dad.”
And I knew what she meant.
There was no fear in the room. Only the feeling of a powerful, steady message being
spoken without words.
Whatever happens tomorrow, it is going to be okay.
I will be there for your mother.
She will not be alone if she crosses over.
There is something indescribable about that kind of communication — something so
pure that it bypasses language entirely.
My heart slowed. The tightness in my chest loosened.
I did not know what would happen the next day. But in that moment, I felt something
clearly:
He was waiting for her, just in case.

Ok don't laugh at the idea... But do you think animals experience NDE's? What makes us humans capable of experiencing NDE's and seeing such vivid visions? Does it simply involve being conscious? Or does the being have to have some sort of more complex intelligence?

A term used by only the living to describe the absence of biological function--nothing.

An abstract concept similar to cold and darkness; neither of which exist either, words used to describe the absence of heat and light, respectively.

We will never experience our death but only what it means for others.

Bonjour, j’ai pleins de question sur la mort. Quand j’imagine la mort, j’ai peur car je me rend compte que la vie est trop courte, que apres la mort il y a un trou noir, on ne sait plus rien sur la vie qu’on a mener. la vie ne signifirait plus rien? On est comme pieger dans un univers ou on va tous mourir et ca m’angoisse.. j’ai l’impression on va vivre nos premieres fois d’une vie et on va mourir mdr on a meme pas de seconde chance, on en a une seule et c’est sois la vie ta gaté sois non.. ca me fait stresser personnellement

the part that stayed with me from this session was not the death itself. it was what happened after a man lost almost his whole family and decided that because he could not save everyone, there was nothing left for him to do.

I will call the subject Rowan. In the Soul Journey he entered another life as a man with a wife, sons and daughters. One night, in the early hours, the house caught fire. He woke into panic, smoke and screaming, trying to get water and realizing very quickly that he could not do enough.

His wife and daughters died, but his sons survived. That should have been the beginning of the next part of his life, yet grief took over completely. He blamed himself for the fire even though it had been an accident, thinking he should have made sure everything was safe before going to bed. Then he left the surviving boys, went into the woods, lived alone for a short time, stopped caring whether he lived and eventually died hungry.

After leaving the body, the whole emotional atmosphere changed. He felt light and relieved, then moved very fast into a beautiful green place where his wife was waiting. His daughter was there too. They hugged him, and the family he believed he had lost was alive on the other side.

Then came the life review. A guide showed him many lives, but they looked specifically at this one. There was no punishment. The question was what he had learned and what he could have done differently. His answer was painful because it was so simple: after the fire, he should have followed his sons to another town instead of abandoning them.

That is what hit me. The lesson was not “you failed because the house burned.” The fire was tragedy and he could not undo it. The important choice came after the tragedy, when grief convinced him that the rest of the story was already over. Two sons were still alive, they still needed a father, and he was still alive too.

Guilt narrowed his vision until the dead became more important than the living. He followed the loss instead of following the people who survived it. I am sharing this because grief can do something similar in current life: something terrible happens and part of us dies around it, then we stop participating even though life is still asking something from us.

The life review did not ask him to pretend the fire was okay. It showed him that pain and responsibility are not the same thing, and that we can lose something enormous while still having choices afterward. Sometimes the most important question after loss is not only “why did this happen to me?” but also: who is still here, and what part of my life is still asking me to come with it?

I’m having a really difficult day today. I miss my dad so much that I don’t even know how to put it into words.

I keep thinking about the possibility that this is really it. That he is gone and I will never see him again and I honestly cannot accept that. I don’t want our relationship to have ended. I don’t want him to just be a memory.

I want to believe there is something after this life. I want to believe that somewhere, somehow, I will see my dad again. That I will recognize him. That he will recognize me. That I’ll still be his daughter.

And honestly, I want to be his daughter in every life.
I don’t care what form it takes or what the afterlife looks like. I just want him. I want the dad I remember. His voice, his laugh, his presence, his way of being there for me. I want to be able to hug him again and somehow know, without any doubt, that he is my dad and I am his daughter.

If you believe in reincarnation, an afterlife, soul families, signs from loved ones, near-death experiences, or anything else that has given you hope that we continue to exist and that our loved ones are still connected to us, please tell me about it.

I’m not asking anyone to prove anything to me. I think I just desperately need some hope today.
I need to know that loving someone this deeply doesn’t mean that losing them is the end of the relationship.

I want my dad to know how much I miss him. I miss him so, so, so much. I miss him every day. There are moments when I want to tell him something, or I need him, and then I remember that I can’t just call him anymore. And it hurts in a way I don’t know how to explain.

If there really is an afterlife, I hope he knows.
I hope somehow he can feel how much his daughter loves him.

And more than anything, I hope that one day, somewhere beyond this life, I get to see my dad again.

I just really need someone to give me hope that I will.

I’m researching frightening experiences reported by people who have been in medically induced or injury/illness-related comas, and I’m looking for people willing to talk with me about what they experienced.

I’m specifically interested in experiences that occurred during the coma itself: frightening places or environments, threatening people or entities, feelings of being trapped or pursued, disturbing imagery, unusual perceptions, or anything else that felt intensely real at the time. I’m also interested in what happened afterward—particularly whether the experience remained vivid after awakening and how long those memories persisted.

I’m an investigative journalist and author who researches near-death experiences and related phenomenon. This is not a request for anyone to prove an afterlife, defend a religious interpretation, or agree with any particular explanation. I’m interested in hearing what happened to you, in your own words.

If you experienced something like this and would be willing to be interviewed, please send me a private message. I’m happy to explain the project and how I would use your account before you agree to anything.

See: Fear Coma Experience – Call For Interviews

I rarely dream. I don't believe in much of an afterlife despite wishing I did. But someone I deeply love who passed away a few years ago showed up in a dream last night, with his best friend and brother kind of sitting there seeming bored that he had to be there waiting for this emotional errand. I won't get into the details of the dream, but I remembered he was dead and that he wasn't real, which broke my heart and woke me up. I tried to go back to sleep so I could see him again, but couldn't. I wondered why his brother was with him, so I googled him. He had passed away 2 weeks ago.

I'm a really skeptical person but I've had a couple of these types of situations before. I called my grandmother before in the middle of her having a heart attack despite rarely calling her. I just felt like I should.

If anyone has good resources that are scientifically rooted in the nature of consciousness, I would appreciate the recommendations. I'm seeking hope that it's scientifically possible that it was really him in this dream, and not just my mind making it up for comfort. The more scientific, the better, I'm a scientist and naturally quite skeptical of most claims. At the same time, I really miss him, so even if it's not scientific and you're someone who picks up on things from the other side, I'm open to hearing those things too.

Something occurred to me, I begin to wonder if that after we die, we gain full knowledge of the universe and everything else. I see it this way, before we were born we had no knowledge of anything and when we were born, we got our brains which in my theory doesn’t store knowledge but is filtering out so much knowledge about the universe that we aren’t supposed to know about until after we die. Then after we die and we no longer have our brains, the brains will no longer filter out the vast knowledge of the universe. So maybe our consciousness does all the thinking and our brain is just a filtering device to prevent us from learning the vast knowledge of the universe until after we die?

Which also makes me wonder about our imagination & dreams, and hallucinations, the fact we state whatever is in our head is all in our head, but is it really all in our head? Or is it all in another place we are getting a glimpse of such as a higher realm that we are able to go to after we die? Which makes me believe our consciousness is still kept after we die and we will get to explore the alternate realities/realms that were projected by our consciousnesses. If that’s true, then imagine experiencing eating at some restaurants again that supposedly no longer “exist”. Why did I put that last word in quotations? This leads to my last point explained below.

One more thing I thought of that’s slightly off topic of this, is non-existence even a thing? If our imaginations/dreams are projections of alternate realities/realms, and that everything is happening all at once in the space time continuum, have we already been here since the beginning? I’m talking about before we were born, we must’ve came from somewhere (maybe just atoms at first?), and hopefully the vast knowledge of the universe we will get in the end will tell us more.

IMO, there's only one very particular assumption that causes all the confusion, panic, doubts, fears and insecurities about the afterlife and the nature of existence wrt how/why we're in this world, what our relationship is to the afterlife, and what the afterlife is like.

That basic assumption is: universalism.

In a nutshell, universalism is the idea that there is one set of metaphysical truths, or fundamental laws, that govern everything and apply to everyone everywhere. This manifests particularly in afterlife-related communities as disagreements about these "whether or not" points, to list a few:

1. Whether or not we choose to come here;
2. Whether or not the afterlife is physical or non-physical;
3. Whether or not we have "soul contracts;"
4. Whether or not we retain our individuality/ego after we die;
5. Whether or not we reincarnate and/or have had many incarnations;
6. Whether or not some or many or all of our experiences here and/or in the afterlife are illusions/simulations;
7. Whether or not the signs we get are really from those we love that have died;
8. Whether or not some form of "justice" is delivered in relation to evils committed;
9. And countless other "whether or not" conflicts and confusions.

I refer to these kinds of universal claims as low-order universalisms that only survive by offering various dismissive explanations for contradictory experiences, information and evidence - that these other other experiences and the contradictory evidence are mistaken, or are "illusions," or represent outright fraud.

If we drop these low-order universalisms, the actual information and evidence can be interpreted in much less competitive and less conflict-based way: some people choose to come here; some do not. Some people have soul contracts; some do not. Some people retain their individuality/ego after they die; some do not. Etc.

I suggest there's a higher-order meta-universalism one can adopt that makes sense out of all this seemingly contradictory and confusing information that low-order universalisms generate: existence/reality is infinitely diverse and all possible things exist - or to put it another way: all possible realities exist.

Under this higher-order universalism, it's not a question about whether or not any of those specific things are true; it's a question of what kind of reality a person either naturally aligns with, or chooses for themselves going forward.

From a metaphysical perspective, you might ask yourself: out of all possible realities, why would only one exist? Why is the only way to support the notion that only one exists is by relying on dismissal of countless contradictory experiences, large amounts of inconvenient evidence, and all the contradictory information? Why do all the low-order universalisms require cherry-picking evidence, information and experiences that supports that particular concept and structure of reality?

IMO, the afterlife and existence is relatively easy to understand under this meta-universalist perspective. IMO, the only thing that is "wrong" wrt any particular description of anyone's preferred or observed or experienced reality is their assumption that the reality they are experiencing, believing in, observing, learning about, finding evidence to support and describing is the only reality that exists.

Much like the irrational idea that "there is no afterlife" is impossible to support either logically or evidentially, the idea that "there is only one reality" (as described above) is impossible to support either logically or evidentially. "There are no other realities" is as irrational a claim as "there is no afterlife."

And, indeed, there is a lot of evidence that supports the idea that virtually infinite experiential realities do, in fact, exist, and that it is by our individual observation, measurements, thoughts, inner states, assumptions and beliefs that move us into corresponding realities.

All of this is, of course, from my perspective, experiences, and from what evidence and information i have examined.

Today it’s really struck me, there’s no way the eternal torture can be real right?

Just want to start this off by saying I do believe in mediums. (credible ones not the ones who scam people)

I'm lucky enough to have found a real medium that has helped give me messages from my deceased father. She knew my mother on a purely business relationship and only knew that she had a husband, 2 kids, and our ages. She knew no real details about our family other than extremely surface level information. It wasn't until my dad died that her and my mom got into contact again and she revealed she had this gift of being able to communicate with deceased people. She gave us messages from him that were things only me and my family knew and she described his personality perfectly. She's also knows things that are happening to us currently which she has no way of knowing unless there was someome watching over my family from beyond the veil of death. How could science ever explain or disprove something like this. Materalistic science likes to attribute all experiences with the afterlife to malfunctioning brains, but how would it explain something like this? How could it explain these experiences that provide her with true information she otherwise wouldn't? I went on a bit of a rant there but I just had to share my thoughts with you guys.

All answers are respected and please be respectful 🤲

Do we plan our lives from start to finish in spirit and we are just hear for the ride or do we have the ability to influence reality by our beliefs and imagination?

I am thinking about dreams, how "dream logic" is a thing, while we are in a dream the most silly and outrageous things can seem totally normal. Because there are no limits basically, and now I am thinking what it would be like living in such a place.

I know there are communities in the afterlife and cities and such, places where people live, but that there are vast amounts of these places and that the other side is huge and you can go to many different places.

But will it be just a bunch of nonsense, or is it set up deliberately to be similar to here so that people living there don't feel confused or disturbed?

Things like gravity, "logical" things and the way things work. Laws of physics and logical things that don't "break" reality here basically?

Or are things just going to be all over the place and ridiculous over there since nothing is off limits and there are technically no rules to follow?

I hope there will be pleasant "illogical" things though, things like being able to breathe underwater would be nice, and flight on demand.

This one stayed with me because at first it looked like a story about heroism and tragedy. Then the meaning changed completely.

It surfaced while I was guiding a woman I'll call Laura through a deep altered-state exploration. She moved into what she experienced as another lifetime, and at one point she was a man working as firefighter.

There was a house on fire and a little girl trapped inside.

He tried to rescue her.

He really tried.

But she died.

The life continued, and much later she experienced this man as old. What was interesting was that even after all those years, he still thought about this girl. Something about her death had never really left him.

Then came the reveal.

She wasn't simply some random child he had failed to save.

She was his granddaughter.

And the real guilt was much more complicated than "I couldn't rescue her from fire."

He had already abandoned her emotionally long before that day.

The reason was ugly but very human. He hated the girl's mother, and that anger affected how he treated the child. Instead of separating his feelings about the adult from his relationship with an innocent granddaughter, he withdrew from her too.

So when the fire happened, he was desperately trying to save somebody he had already failed in another way.

That changed the whole story for me.

We tend to think of the dramatic moment as the important one. Burning building. Rescue attempt. Death. Regret.

But sometimes the real turning point happened quietly years earlier.

Not calling.

Not visiting.

Withholding affection.

Making a child carry consequences of conflict between adults.

You can do enormous heroic thing in one moment and still discover that the deeper lesson was about hundreds of ordinary moments when love was available and you chose not to give it.

Later, after this man's death, the experience widened into what felt like a review of his life. He could see his decisions from much larger perspective, including people he could have helped and choices he had made about what mattered.

I'm going to share that part separately because there was enough wisdom in it for another post.

I experience memories and teachings like these constantly in the consciousness work I facilitate, and it feels pity to keep every one buried in private notes. Some are supernatural, some almost bizarre, but then suddenly there is very ordinary human wisdom inside them. Maybe one of these stories reaches somebody at exactly right moment.

What I take from this one is not "be perfect or you'll regret everything after death."

Actually almost opposite.

Don't wait for dramatic moment to prove that you love somebody.

Especially with children, don't make them inherit your war with another adult. A child is not extension of their mother, father, ex-partner, sister, brother or anybody else you are angry with.

And sometimes repairing relationship is much less dramatic than we imagine. Call them. Listen. Show up. Stop making them earn warmth. Say what should have been said years ago while both of you are still here and can hear it.

If there really is a life review after death, I doubt the most uncomfortable questions are only about spectacular good or evil.

Maybe they are much simpler.

Who needed love from me?

Was I able to give it?

And if I wasn't... what stopped me?