These curezone sites get more and more interesting all the time. This one really tops it.
I had a drinking problem about 1979,it was not n.d.e. I quit for a year and did a lot of yoga and had a pure diet. I had more and more psyhic dreams and out of body experiences in my sleep. I would be in the kitchen seeing myself in bed, then up in a tree seeing myself right through the house. I learned to control where I was. I had been concerned about my brother and his family in the back of my mind. One night my body flew over the Rockies, I could feel the wind,to Edmonton Alberta. I hovered over Edmonton, very high, about 30,000 ft. My vision zeroed in on their apartment, my scope zoomed in, and in a circle in front of me, I could see all three sleeping. I watched for seconds, and my spirit flew back over the Rockies, again feeling the wind, back to my bed.
I may have been pure in diet and exercise, but with no purpose. One night my spirit left my body, with a cord attached to me. I rose high out of the earths atmosphere. Above the clouds where I could not see, a voice asked me if I was ready to go beyond. This voice and my communication was telepathic. I knew there was love, beauty, perfection, and I would be going home. I said yes. I was warned that I would never return to my present life on earth. I looked back and all I could think of was my family, and other people. I said no. I was beckoned to go beyond to the afterlife. I was asked why I wanted to go back and I said that I was not finished. Finished what, I was asked, I said, I did not know. I was not finished my purpose. I was instantly returned to my bed.
How soon I forget. I went back to drinking and partying for years and years. I quit for my own health and cleaning up my finances. But now, late in life, for the last five or ten years, I have been there to save or catch nieces and nephew, when they are going through the same problems I had. I see myself all over again. I am no longer selfish, but help them when they are not understood by their parents. Better to stay at my place, than hit the street at night.
Those dreams stopped a long time ago, except over one year ago, I had a vivid dream that woke me. God showed me my book of life, my whole life flashed before my eyes, the pages were spinning fast. I woke up crying because, it was bad, and I know I haven't done enough on this earth. I think that I have been given reminders that I am not here to have fun, and am not here for my own entertainment. I have a lot of guilt.
These other experiences are also about love and beauty in the afterlife. They remind me of the book "Embraced by the Light" by Betty Eadie, whose book was New York Times bestseller for more than one year straight. I think there is hope for all of us.