After a near death experience, many people claim they become different people: their personalities change, they become believers if they had not been before the experience , or something similar. I was no different in that it changed me, however it did wear off, I guess I could forget if I let myself, because sometimes it seems so subtle, or was it. It was as if the experience itself was such a whisper.
Right after I came back to the human experience , I was so enveloped in love that I was very confused. Nothing registered with reason and I had it took a while to “clear” my mind. I guess to put it in human terms, I was walking on cloud 9. My mother had taken me to my visit , and when she first saw me, she realized something had happened. Mother was a very devout believer , so when I told her what had happened, she accepted it right away.
I remember nothing affecting me whatsoever for a good while- maybe a few weeks. Things that had upset me before, no longer bothered me. This was a great way to live life, I though, but eventually it all wore off, and although I never did “forget”. I got used to the earth experience again, and the light, I guess you could say, started growing dim. Maybe it was a conscious decision, I am not sure, but I felt the ways of the world getting to me eventually, and I found myself submerged in my regular issues within a few weeks.
Immediately after I had my experience, I asked my mother why I had to come back. Her words have always stayed with me. “Because you have a human experience left to live”… and although I didn’t really find myself happy with that response, I knew it was true, because I had a young son that still needed his mother, and so many other things still were left to take place.
A Survivor’s Heart 