“In April 2016, my mother had a mini stroke. She began having visions. She saw a medicine man standing at the end of her bed and there were little dogs occasionally running through her room. She saw animals on the walls and ceilings and in her bed with her. The ceiling was glowing in the color fuchsia. Unfortunately, in this world, none of us could share in what she was seeing.
One day I went into her room to check on her. When I walked up to her bed, she said, ‘I’m dying to ask you a question.’ I told her she could ask me anything. She giggled and pulled the sheet up over her mouth since she didn’t have her teeth in. I asked her what she wanted to ask me. She began mumbling to me something that I couldn’t understand.
I asked her if she was sleeping and she said she wasn’t. I asked her who I was and she said my name. I asked these things to ensure she was truly awake. She appeared to be but I wanted to make sure.
I questioned her on what she was seeing and she said, ‘I’m seeing names and numbers, numbers associated with names.’
The medicine man was dressed in a yellow robe, she said, with a hood up on his head. He had two feathers sticking up in the air. He had white paint on his face, like war paint. She later saw the same medicine man standing before her dressed in a red robe.
I believe my mother was on the edge of death and she was indeed asking questions, but was not directing them to me. I believe she was directing her questions to a spiritual being we could not see. And, she was giggling like a child and ended up covering her entire head as she giggled. I later asked her what the question was that she was wanting to ask me and she said that she couldn’t remember it.
Mother was not on hallucinogenic medicine at the time.
The Medicine Man seemed to heal mom because she is here still and 87 years old. There is no doubt in my mind that this was a near death experience as the bedside clock kept changing times even though we would keep fixing it and the television quit working in the room and we had to get a new one.
I, myself, have had three near-death experiences. I have stood with God or Jesus (I couldn’t see his face) and asked him, while we were looking down on the Earth from far in space, ‘What’s it all about?’
God or Jesus (I believe it was God) answered my questions by saying ‘Behold’ as he raised his hand from his side, palm up. Lines started being created, racing from places to places all over Earth and out into the universe. I understood these to be different dimensions he was showing me. I remember saying, ‘Ohhh, I understand. It’s all about math.’ And God/Jesus agreed. So, my mother seeing names and numbers and names associated with numbers makes sense in the spiritual world."
Dr. Kenneth Ring writes about Better Dying Through Chemistry in The University of Heaven's blog Illuminating. Learn about this or other fascinating information about near-death, shared death, or after-death communication.