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The last thing I remember is seeing the Mack truck. Then I’m flying through a technicolor “sky.”
Time has lost its coordinates. There’s a whooshing sound mingled with the voices of infinite conversations, but I can’t understand what’s being said. I absorb the fragrance of every flower I’ve ever known.
The aerial sensory kaleidoscope ends and I’m approaching a sea. Wait! Is that you?
It is you!
With infinite love that encompasses me you say, “I’ve been waiting.”
My heart expands to the universe as I reach out.
“But it’s not your time yet. You have to go back.”
I just watched the first episode of a netflix series on near-death experiences. It was very interesting. Of course I wanted to share some of what I learned from it.
Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is the educational host of Friday Fictioneers.