I See Dead People: Dreams and Visions of the Dying | Dr. Christopher Kerr | TEDxBuffalo

I See Dead People: Dreams and Visions of the Dying | Dr. Christopher Kerr | TEDxBuffalo


Translator: Hélène Vernet
Reviewer: Denise RQ I read a recent survey, and the title was,
“Survey on American Fears,” and what Americans fear most
is public speaking and dying. In other words, my TEDx talk. (Laughter) If that weren’t tough enough,
tonight’s topic is illumination, and the question is really:
can dying be illuminating? What we know of dying is based on
what we have observed as witnesses. We have all seen grim,
physiological decline and suffering, and we’ve all felt profound loss. So, if there is light
within the darkness of dying, it’s in the experience
not in the observing. So tonight, I’m going to share with you the words and experience
of dying patients. And my hope is that you hear
what I have heard: the dying often describing
their end of life in ways that are actually life-affirming, and rich with meaning,
love, and even grace. Before I go any further, I need
to give a few disclaimers. If it looks like I cannot stand still
and I’m pacing, it’s because it’s true. (Laughter) The second is that, aside from my mother, nobody has ever described me as particularly spiritual
or for that matter, enlightened. And trust me, this talk has nothing
to do with the paranormal. A much harder truth for me
is that I have a deep aversion to the non-physical,
spiritual aspects of dying that goes back to my childhood. On August 6, 1974, I was 12 years old, and I was standing over the bed
of my dying father, who was 42. As he lay in there, he reached out and started
playing with my buttons on my shirt, and he said we had to hurry;
we had to catch a plane. We were going to go up north
and fish like we had before. And that was the last time I saw him. My point here is
I didn’t choose this topic of dying; I feel it has chosen or followed me
throughout my life, personally and professionally. Like my father, I became a doctor. This may sound strange,
but if you have an aversion to dying, medical schools are
a pretty safe place to be. They never mention dying,
let alone the experiencing of it. Medical training is learning
how to defy death, and when you can’t defy it,
you deny it, in whole or in part. This approach to medicine worked for me when I was doing things
like working in emergency rooms. But in 1999, through a series
of unusual events, I ended up at this place called hospice. At hospice, the curative science has not only failed the patient
but has abandoned the doctor who is, eventually,
compelled to be present. And when I was present
at the bedside of the dying, I was confronted by what I had seen and tried so hard
to forget from my childhood. I saw dying patients
reaching and calling out to mothers, and to fathers,
and to children, many of whom hadn’t been seen
for many years. But what was remarkable was
that so many of them looked at peace. In April of 1999, I was in the room of a patient
I was particularly fond of. Her name was Mary. She was nearing the end of her life,
and her four children were also present. One day, Mary starts cradling
a baby that nobody can see. She refers to him as Danny
– a reference nobody understands. The next day, Mary’s sister
arrives from out of town, and explains that Danny was, actually,
Mary’s first child, who was stillborn. The loss was so deep that Mary was unable
to speak of it during her life. Yet, while dying,
this indescribable loss returns to her in some manner of tangible warmth
and tangible love. Mary, like so many dying patients, had physical wounds
that could not be cured, yet her spiritual wounds
were [being] tended to. A few weeks later, I went and saw
a young man named Tom. I came out to the nurse’s station,
and I said, “I think Tom has more time if we just give him some IV antibiotics
and some IV fluids.” Without so much as looking up, a nurse named Nancy
says, “Nope, he’s dying.” I say, “Why?” She says, “Because he’s seeing
his deceased mother.” I say, “I don’t remember
that class from medical school!” She says, “Son,
you missed a lot of classes!” Anyways… (Laughter) Tom ends up dying. What Nancy knew that I did not know was that Tom’s end-of-life
experiences had meaning. They were significant,
and not just to him, but to those of us
entrusted with his care. So, if I were to have any worth, I needed to understand, I needed to learn. I learned that end-of-life experiences are
the subjective experiences of the dying and often refer to
pre-death dreams and visions. Such experiences have been reported
throughout history and across cultures. They are mentioned in the Bible,
Plato’s “Republic”, Shakespeare. In our culture, the richest
and most thoughtful discussions have always come from the humanities
and never medicine but from poets, playwrights,
and philosophers. These observers have commented that end-of-life experiences
are so frequent they are essentially intrinsic
to the process of dying. They’re characterized
as real, intense, meaningful; provide comfort, insight, and in so doing,
help alleviate the fear of dying. So why does medicine has so little to say about something that’s so meaningful,
and actually, potentially therapeutic, not just for the patient
but for the patient’s loved ones? In part, it’s because end-of-life experiences
can easily be dismissed as confusion. And it’s true; many dying patients experience confusion
as they go through the process. However, in contrast to patients’ experience
with end-of-life dreams and visions, confused patients are detached. They have disorganized thinking. They’re unable to figure out
their surroundings, and they are more often than not
terribly agitated and anxious. The distinction is best [understood]
by listening to a patient. The patient you are about to see
in this video – her name is Jeanne – was nearing the end of her life;
and she has since passed. (Video starts) Jeanne: I was lying in bed, and people were walking,
very slowly, by me. The right hand side, I didn’t know,
but they were all very friendly, and they touched my arm
or my hand when they went by. But the other side, were people that I knew. My mom and dad were there, my uncle; Everybody I knew
that was dead was there. And they passed and did the same thing. I thought it was a good dream, but boy, I remember seeing
every piece of their face. I mean, I know that was my mom and dad,
and uncle, and my brother-in-law. I have seen my mother, recently, more. Interviewer: How do you feel
when you see her? Jeanne: Oh…! Wonderful! I can’t say that my mother and I
got along all those years, but we made up for it, at the end. (Video ends) Christopher Kerr: Jeanne isn’t confused, and it would be dehumanizing her
to label her as such. But she shows us so much more. She shows us that dying is this paradox: she is physically declining, yet, emotionally and spiritually, she’s vivid; she’s alive,
and she’s present. End-of-life experiences are not only
tied to our personal meanings but they are tied
to some of our greatest needs: the need to love, to be loved,
nurtured, forgiven. End-of-life experiences
also represent a rich inter-connectivity between body and soul, between the realities we know,
and those we don’t, between our past and our present. But most importantly, end-of-life experiences
represent continuity between and across lives,
both living and dead, so that mothers like Mary
can hold their long-deceased children, and children like Jeanne can be reunited and comforted
by their long-deceased mothers. So, again, the question: why are the words of the dying
not worthier of our consideration? I don’t have all of the answer, but it’s true we live in a time
where seeing is believing, and where data and evidence are requisites
for both understanding and acceptance. Unfortunately, when it comes
to end-of-life experiences, most of the reports were based
on anecdotal reporting. In other words, nobody
had asked patients directly or attempted to quantify or measure. So that’s what we’ve done, and to date, we have
over 1,400 interviews with dying patients. In our first study, we spoke with 66 patients
every day, until their death, and gathered 450 interviews. What we found was
a vast majority, over 80%, reported at least
one pre-death dream and vision, described as more real than real,
and distinct from normal dreaming. The next question is:
what were they dreaming of? We found out that 72%
dreamed of the deceased: family, relatives, or pets, 59% of this theme of going
or preparing to go [somewhere], 29% of the living, and 28%
of past meaningful experiences. So the next question was this: did different dream content provide
different levels of comfort? Here’s comfort on a zero to five scale,
with five being the highest. And of all the dream types, seeing the deceased was associated
with the greatest degree of comfort. The next question was: were there changes over time in either the content or frequency
of dreaming as patients approached death? Essentially, the Nancy question; could you almost predict death
based on changes of these variables? Of course, again, Nancy’s right. Frequency is on the y-axis,
weeks before death are on the x-axis. As patients approach death, they’ve a dramatic increase
in the frequency of their dreaming. They are dreaming,
specifically, of the deceased, which is associated with
the greatest comfort. So, the next question we wanted
to ask in our next study was what did these mean to the dreamer? Were there common themes?
Were there common meanings? The most common theme
was that of a comforting presence. Seeing the dead or seeing the living
was overwhelmingly positive provided a sense of reunion,
and the feeling that one was not alone. Maggie, for example, was in her 80s. She had been harmed greatly
by a childhood friend, later in life. And before she dies, she dreams of this friend,
who comes back to her and says, “Sorry, you are a good person.
If you need help, just call my name.” Kenny was 88 years old. He lost his mother as a child. And before he dies,
he dreams he’s a child again. He is in his mother’s kitchen,
and he says, “I smell her perfume,” and hears her soothing
voice say, “I love you!” Sandy was raised by her sister Emily. And before she passes, Emily returns
to her in a dream and says, “Remember what I taught you.” Many patients reported
seeing the presence of others, and they’re described
as simply being there, watching. Little is said, but much is understood. This next video is Paul. Paul has a terminal illness. In fact, he dies three weeks
after this video. But he’s talking about his deceased wife. (Video starts) Paul: I dream in color, most times. And she always wears
a beautiful light blue. It could be a suit.
It could be a gown. It could be a dress. But it’s always light blue. A couple of times, she’s giving me
the little beauty pageant wave. And a couple of times, she, sort of,
greets… always with a smile. Only once or twice
have I ever heard her voice. She always lets me know that she’s fine. I get that feeling
after a dream like that. (Video ends) CK: As I said, 60% dreamed
of this theme of travel. Jimmy sees many deceased
friends and relatives and says, “I haven’t seen
some of these people in years. I know we are going somewhere,
but I don’t know where.” Others dreamed of the deceased
just there, waiting for them. Sarah says, “There were six dead
family members in my room waiting for me. It’s good to see them.” Less frequently, people
had distressing dreams. These are often relived, past,
traumatic events, such as war. And here again is Paul. (Video starts) Paul: Another thing I’ve dreamed of
quite often, not lately, is I’m back in the service. I’m at Fort Devens up in Massachusetts, where they were forming this company
we were going to oversee; a new company. The guys are all young. They’re like…
I remember them! And I am old. And I’m trying to tell them, “Guys! I’ve been here. I’ve done this.
I’m not going to do it again!” And they’re arguing with me! (Video ends) (Laughter) CK: I have the deep privilege
of hearing many people’s life stories which tend to emerge
or come to surface at the end of life. Sometimes, I’m saddened by the amount
of trauma and tragedy people have endured. But more often, I’m inspired by the strength of the human spirit, and its endless quest to heal
what is harmed, and what is broken. And this brings me to the story of Mack. I met Mack in 2011. When I walked into his room and started
to talk to ask him what was wrong, he gave me three words, and he said,
“A war problem.” His family explained that Mack never spoke
about the war, but in the last few weeks, he was unable to close his eyes
without reliving the horror. He couldn’t sleep that’s why
he was coming into our facility. Mac went on to explain
that he was a World War II vet. He was very proud to be from Texas
and serve on the USS Texas. At the age of 17, he was involved in
the invasion of Normandy, in June, 1944. He was a gunner on a landing craft
that went from the ship to the shore. But his nightmares were about
the return from the shore to the ship. Because that’s when he was
transporting the dead and the dying. He called these nightmares
terrifying and realistic. He says, “There is nothing but death…
dead soldiers all around me.” A few days later, Mack was completely transformed. He looked comfortable
and at peace. He could sleep. He said the horrifying dream had quieted,
and in its place were two types of dreams. There were comforting dreams
and neutral dreams. In the comforting dreams,
he gets to relive the day he got his discharge papers
from the military. In the neutral dream, a dead soldier
comes up to him on a beach. He doesn’t know who he is, and he says, “Soon, they, your fellow soldiers,
are going to come and get you.” Mack was rescued by the dead soldiers
he had tried so hard to save. He had closure. He could close
his eyes. He could rest. He died peacefully,
and he died with his dignity. But just think about it. The human spirit and that courageous
17-year-old boy fought for 67 years to be free, to be released from that enormous obligation,
from that pain, from that horrible injustice. His end-of-life experiences didn’t deny
his reality, didn’t deny him his war, but it recast it in such a way that he was finally granted
his hard-earned peace. I want to end where I began: my hope was that you’d hear
what I have heard from the dying. Their words are compelling and relevant. And I hope they leave open the possibility that there is light
within the darkness of dying. Look back on your own life. Think of your greatest loss, your greatest comfort,
and your greatest wonder – loss of someone you loved, the familiar, warm hug of a grandparent,
the birth of a child. What if, at the end of your life,
at some appointed hour, the lost return, distant feelings become familiar,
and meaning is restored? If any of that is true,
then dying is illuminating. Thank you. (Applause)

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  1. Yes but it's still all illusory, surely? A lot of people get taken out instantly in road accidents or sudden death. Or people die of drug overdoses, in an alcoholic stupor and so forth. And where do the countless tens of thousands of aborted babies go? Is the child waiting on the other side for the mother for whom it was inconvenient? It may be comforting to think that death isn't an eternal blank but a lot of this afterlife material really doesn't add up.

  2. My grandpa went for a haircut and shave the day he died. He later at the hospital, asked for his kids to gather around his hospital bed, to eat watermelon. As they'd done on the hot summer days. And passed holding my dad's hands.

  3. The slight chance that i would be able to see the deceased family members at my death bed once again gives me so much hope and makes me so happy.

  4. I would love to hear more from this incredible doctor! I truly love this talk and appreciate evert single word he said.

  5. My father, who suffered from dementia caused by years alcoholism, was placed in hospice for his last moments few months on earth. He and I had a strained relationship as a result of the disease and we didn't speak for many years until near the end of his life. Conversations were difficult where he would repeat a lot or you couldn't understand him. My step-mother didn't want to tell him he was dying in hopes to spare him any difficult feelings because he had always feared death. A couple of days before he passed, he somehow knew he was going to die and that he wanted to see my brother and I. When we got there, it was as if I was talking to my old father back when he was sober. He was articulate and coherent which allowed us to a lot about the past. He wanted us to stay the night and being that I had a young son at the time I couldn't stay and he had been holding on for over a month at this point. I truly didn't think this would have been the end and I had no previous experience with end of life care so I was ill-equipped to fully understand it. He went to sleep that night and stayed that way for another day and then passed the following day. I wish I would have spent that last night with him but I will forever cherish that last gift he gave me which was a conversation and an opportunity to say I love him.

  6. This Summer of 2019 the last aunt of my mother's side of the family was about to die. I went to visit "Rosie" and her daughter was there. The daughter told me that morning Rosie pointed up high on the wall at the foot of her bed and said "Look, Mamie and Carmella have come to see me." Mamie was Rosie's sister and Carmella was my mother; all deceased. The three of them grew up together and for a time were inseparable shoppers."

    I returned home which I shared with my mother as she aged and eventually died. That night after visiting Rosie I went to sleep and was awakened at 2:25am by a song playing on a desktop computer in the den next to my bedroom. The song was "We're Back in Love Again" an old Country Music ballad I had loaded in the browser and left there as is for several days as I am learning the song to perform. The song started playing all by itself. As we know YouTube videos do not start playing by themselves. The mouse has to be used to click to play.

    My mother stopped by.

  7. I can’t relate this, my father passed away and I had a dream of my father in his birthday and the day he died, he hugged me tightly and to this day I still feel his hug, he gave me peace, the thing is I alway worried and hoping he was ok, after that dream I feel in heart that his fine

  8. Long comment here…my father is a math Dr David s Johnson doesn't believe in God and is no way spiritual he's a man of science and is nothing short of a genius (look him up) so he had a surgury due to cancer where he lost his right leg during surgury which was completely unexpected he was never informed of this until he woke up from the surgury…so after the surgery he told me that while he was under anesthesia that he was in some way conscious and that he was able to somehow see his right leg (which was the one amputated) in some sort of corner of his consciousness during full anesthesia which seems impossible but that's what he told me and then continued the rest of his life still dismissive of any and all spirituality…that's my dad he is who is is a man of science and concerned with everything else and not lofty spitual stuff

  9. Dr. Kerr was the dr who was in charge of my dads care when he was in hospice care in 2004. He was a compassionate and very warm person in caring for my dad. I’ll be forever thankful for his presence during that time.

  10. very boring…..now i know who to avoid the audience to walk out…i do not agree with that…….BUT if u have 22 people comng, do you want 7 strangers walking in and walking out/ NI WAY.OUCK UP YOUR GAME

  11. the kind of comment section i love the most. it has lots and lots of stories and i am reading all of it. just like a short stories book. wish youtube had comments like these everywhere and not the hate ones

  12. I have seen spirits from a small child and grown up with them! They can become solid just like you! We cannot die! You are living in a 3rd dimension realm, higher dimensional beings are spirit, they don't speak to me they look at me and smile information is telepathic or pictures like running a film. This is true love to you all 😊 💜

  13. My father, Rev. Robert D. Herzog, was told he had 2-4 months to live when diagnosed with cancer. As a Christian who specialized in death and
    dying throughout his 44-year ministry, it was time to practice what he preached. He died exactly 100 days later and throughout his dying he spoke of being in the presence of God with others and God asking what they thought the meaning of life was. He also spoke of being in the company of the apostles, but said "Andrew" wasn't there." He saw colors, and light that he couldn't describe because he said there were no words for it. And he said, "we have everything we need", and that "God is in charge." I chronicle the most transformative, sacred journey filled with lasting gifts in the book, "100 Days | Dying to Tell His Story" @t.

  14. My father, Rev. Robert D. Herzog, was told he had 2-4 months to live when diagnosed with cancer. As a Christian who specialized in death and
    dying throughout his 44-year ministry, it was time to practice what he preached. He died exactly 100 days later and throughout his dying he spoke of being in the presence of God with others and God asking what they thought the meaning of life was. He also spoke of being in the company of the apostles, but said "Andrew" wasn't there." He saw colors, and light that he couldn't describe because he said there were no words for it. And he said, "we have everything we need", and that "God is in charge." I chronicle the most transformative, sacred journey filled with lasting gifts in the book, "100 Days | Dying to Tell His Story" @t.

  15. find and read the book 'proof of heaven'

    when you think about it, consciousness is just senses of interpretation of the brain. Without the brain and it's interpretations there is no reality, our consciousness creates our reality. Without it, the world doesn't exist, nothing does, the world and everything in it needs your consciousness to exist

  16. My dad was an atheist as well as my Mom and I. He had thyroid cancer and before he died he was in a hospital. As he was laying in the hospital bed passing out form time to time since he was very weak, one of the times he woke up he told my Mom "Listen, it's ok, I've already been there." He passed away the next day and after a few days I had two dreams about him.

    One where I was opening the door to my home and I saw him coming up to the stairs, he looked at me as if he was checking who is coming in and he went upstairs without saying anything. Fun fact about my mothers side of the family: it is very common for them to dream about the deceased person and they NEVER speak – my grandma often dreamt about my grandpa and my Mom dreamt about her Mom when she passed away and in both cases the ones that passed away do not speak.

    The other time my dad came to me in my dream, he sat next to me by the table, I was shocked and asked him how is it possible he's here since he passed away, and he said he was just visiting, so I asked how he was doing and he replied "I'm better, they are fixing me, so my cancer is going away. Their medicine and technology is far better".

    I am still an atheist but it gives me great hope that I will meet him again, and that this life is not final.

  17. Question 1 : How did this doctor lose his license to be a real doctor?

    Question 2 : Is the guy trying to make money from other people's grief to offset his financial losses after losing his medical license?

    Question 3 : Evidence?…………I mean any at all? That a "soul" may go on or not, is not conclusive one way or the other scientifically. Science doesn't even offer a definition of what consciousness actually is whether or not it transcends death. But this guy seems to be a Gypsy Rosie Lee con artist with all the answers.

    Poetic allusions to death regularly have absolutely nothing to do with physical death but with allegorical psychological death or transition.

    Dreams are not death experiences, unless the dreamer dies before telling anyone.

  18. My mother always tells me how her grandma said to her granddad: "Alright, I'm going to bed now, I'm going to die."
    He ran to call a doctor, but as he returned she was already dead.

  19. "In our culture, the richest and most thoughtful discussions have always come from the humanities and never medicine, but from poets, playwrights, and philosophers." ~ Dr. Christopher Kerr, 2015

  20. "She shows us that dying is that paradox: she's physically declining, yet, emotionally and spiritually, she's vivid, she's alive, and she's present."

  21. People are lost… they let their parents grow old without them being on their side. My father is 65 and looks after my grand parents which are +90 years. He makes food, cleans them. my mother helps him too. This is how it goes tomorrow I will do that for my parents… people lost touch with reality and are so fixed on their jobs and status

  22. A few years after my Nanny (grandmother) passed, I had a dream where she appeared vibrant and illuminated. I had never had a dream of her before or since. She only said two words "Its True"! And so I was racking my brain as to what exactly she was referring to. After about a week or less, I remembered I had had a conversation about God and Afterlife with her. She knew I was a believer in the Afterlife and asked me what made me so sure. I told her (at the time she was in her 80s) I was pretty sure, but that is more likely that she would know for certain before me. So we both made an agreement that whoever found out the Truth first would try to tell the other one!

  23. This really puts me at peace when I think of death now. I hope I get to live out my life and die old. But I will always take car of the ones who took care of me in their passings. This is very interesting. But gives me hope there is an afterlife.

  24. Harry was a hospice patient, had a stroke with cognitive dementia, he had a loving wife and devoted son. He told me he saw his late sister Bernice standing at a "gate". She had her hand on the gate handle. During his hospice enrollment at home, his wife went into hospital and died suddenly and tragically from respiratory complications. He was not aware she had died, and on my next visit afterwards, he asked, "Why is Helen standing at the gate with Bernice?" He passed that weekend……Just one of the many, many, many experiences I witnessed as a hospice nurse– dream-related or visionary (and no, they are not paranormal, they are NORMAL), and it does help them cross over. On the flipside and happy for his limelight in this matter, I hope Dr Kerr considers this among his peers to stop some of the unnecessary heroics in medicine when people are, indeed, ready to go. Nurses play a crucial role — need to stand up for their patients here — in recommending to Physicians to stop treatment and support the dying/ rebirth process.

  25. It's very comforting to hear his stories, as well as the ones in the comments. But I wonder about more sudden deaths – I lost my mother to domestic violence, so I wonder if she was able to feel the peace that people who've experience NDEs talk about. I'd like to think that, rather than thinking of how scared or alone she might have felt. Did she also have the comforting dreams Dr Kerr describes in this video, in the weeks before? I was a child at the time, so she wouldn't have mentioned them to me, anyway. I'd really love for it to be the case that all deaths feel the way NDEs are described, no matter the circumstances. I hope all of us go peacefully, no matter how we die.

  26. IN THE NAME OF ALLAH
    ENTIRELY MERCIFUL, ESPECIALLY MERCIFUL.
    1.SAY ," HE IS ALLAH , [ WHO IS]
    ONE,
    2. ALLAH , THE ETERNAL REFUGE .
    3. HE NEITHER BEGETS NOR IS BORN ,
    4. NOR IS THERE TO HIM ANY EQUIVALENT."

  27. yes it is real, I experienced it but my daughter at my side brought me back. It is the most peaceful feeling you could ever feel. As a nurse I have also experienced people seeing their loved ones and after CPR and the patient died I lost strength in my body for days.

  28. I’m trying to understand — I’ve been hearing about reincarnation, and I want to know if it is real. But watching this video I hear these people talk about deceased family visiting them. How could their deceased relatives visit them if they were reincarnated?

  29. IN THE NAME OF ALLAH
    ENTIRELY MERCIFUL, ESPECIALLY MERCIFUL.
    1.SAY ," HE IS ALLAH , [ WHO IS]
    ONE,
    2. ALLAH , THE ETERNAL REFUGE .
    3. HE NEITHER BEGETS NOR IS BORN ,
    4. NOR IS THERE TO HIM ANY EQUIVALENT."
    READ QURAN

  30. The truth of this is self evident as is any that when we hear , that is to say when we hear or same through our other scenes the truth through our sense is a familiarity likened to a Deja Vu experience as in it touches our memory simular to a vibration that shakes a solid "forever" memory and the truth is remembered familiar again to extents as it radiates to our heart and feelings of the heart give us a inner smile and sense of ease….to what is known, again and again till we are able to express it to others and comfort as we are now and are one and eternal.

  31. My two experiences are very strange. (I do believe in Jesus and God). For the first one, I woke up hearing a really loud knocking sound that was deafening. My mom used to tell me if you hear a knocking sound that means someone had died. I woke up hearing this loud knocking.

    It turned out my dads brother had passed away the next day. The second time, I woke up hearing the words JUNE Whiskers. Whiskers was my moms cat. I didn't think much of the weird dream but I was really paranoid in June, and protected all our cats.

    Whiskers got hit by a car a few days before June ended. Someone or something had definitely told me and made me aware of these things, something that wasn't me.

    Once I asked for protection at night time, I asked for protection in the name of Jesus, and I woke up and saw someone dressed in a white robe standing by my bed. I saw his hands, and the fabric of his clothes…and he was glowing this whitish bluish colour…I still do not know who that was. It was this man. He didn't have wings or anything, just a robe. When I looked up at his face I saw this…like…helmet (kind of like some of the scriptures in the Bible). I saw really white lights in my eyes too, while in prayer. It used to scare me because I didn't think anything would happen. But I would feel this calm too. All I know is that, there really are things we don't understand and there is more then what we see. The flesh realm is not everything. There really is a spiritual realm.

  32. The hour before my husband passed away due to cancer , we laughed so much for the first time since he had been diagnosed . He did say that they were all here with outstretched arms . The peace in his face gives me comfort even though it broke my heart losing him, after 30 years together, it was comforting knowing he was never alone .
    R. I..P bbz ❤🙏

  33. Ive always known life is a full cirle..
    When we are about to emerge from the womb there are doctors, relatives and other people waiting for us as a new born baby…
    And as we leave our body there are people who knew us and loved us waiting in exactly the same way…
    Just a few days before my father died at 86 he opened his eyes suddenly n half sat up looked at the ceiling with his eyes wide open n he looked up with such wonder and amazement and so much joy then shut his eyes and slumped back on his pillow without a word.
    There were three of us in that room who also looked up and saw nothing and wondered at what he had seen…
    He never regained consciousness and remained in silence till death.
    I suspect he saw his mother as he lost her when he was 2 yrs old…
    And he repeatedly expressed his desire to see her again just before he slipped into unconsciousness..
    I will never know who he saw with such amazement n joy…
    But he certainly saw somebody precious to him and died in peace.
    Takes time and a struggle to come into the world and it takes the same to depart…
    I believe we are all blobs of energy released from the universe and that energy is absorbed back into the universe.
    Nothing dies or is wasted…
    It's just a transition from one realm to another.

  34. The study is meaningless unless all these dying patients were NOT on pain management..Pain medications can cause very vivid dreams like the ones described. It is simply a side effect….

  35. Yep, some of my relatives have shared their personal stories of their parents seeing and talking to their dead relatives as they themselves were in the process of dying. Another one of my relatives takes care of old people, and two of her patients had the experience of seeing and talking to their deceased relatives just days before their own deaths.

  36. This video reminded me of a dream visit I had years ago from my mother who had died 10-11 months before the dream and her mother who had died many years before, my siblings and myself were badly abused in many ways throughout our childhood and it all has left deep emotional scares on us all, in the dream visit we did not speak with our mouths we spoke with our minds, they said these things to me "we're sorry for what we did to you and we're sorry for what we didn't do for you, please tell your siblings", needless to say this has given me a bit of a calmer mind with some things, my siblings decided not to believe me, at least I kept my end of the bargain, please try to listen more carefully your loved ones are trying to speak to you with love.

  37. When the father of my girlfriend died, she saw at the moment of his death his astral double floating above his physical body and dissapeared. She never dared to tell this to her relatives or others for fear of being ridiculized.

  38. Should study the basic teachings of Blavatsky. It all confirms what we are: spirit. At the moment of dying there is a vivid recollection in ones consciousness, more vivid than when "real". We have heard of the panoramic overview: ones life shown before the souls eye like a film from birth till the last breath.
    Yes it is al true. Materialistic outlook on life is outdated.

  39. When my grandfather was gravely ill from cancer at 82 and was in the hospital, my parents went to visit him one day. While they were talking to him he was staring up at the ceiling and suddenly raised his hand pointing upward and said "Quiet their discussing my fate and I want hear what they have to say" My parents were the only people in the room and the hospital door was closed.

  40. The comments indicate that people don't understand that this guy makes it clear he does NOT believe in paranormal stuff happening. He's just showing the level of comfort people get from these dreams and it makes sense since his subjects are people in hospice who know they are going to die soon.

  41. Reminds me of these verses which I recited just a couple of days ago:

    "We have created man and know what his soul whispers to him, and We are closer to him than [his] jugular vein.
    When the two receivers receive, seated on the right and on the left.
    Man does not utter any word except that with him is an observer prepared [to record].
    And the intoxication of death will bring the truth; that is what you were trying to avoid.
    And the Horn will be blown. That is the Day of [carrying out] the threat.
    And every soul will come, with it a driver and a witness.
    "You were certainly unaware of this, and We have removed from you your veil, so your sight, this Day, is sharp."
    (Qur'an 50:16-22)

  42. I really wish these TED talks would provide the speakers with a lectern to stand at. All the walking about is uncomfortable to watch and I'm sure uncomfortable for the speakers to stand so exposed in front of the audience.

  43. Beware when impenitent sinners have visions of happiness or when they die peacefully. "God shall send them strong delusion, that they should believe a lie" (2 Thessalonians 2.11.)

  44. I died when I was six and played in Heaven. I watched Heaven/Earth disappear till I was standing in the sky with seven clouds of people wearing white gowns. In the blink of an eye I was back in my body with Jesus to my right, surrounded by children. I watched Jesus, the children and the 7 clouds of people fade away. Three angels/people stayed by my bedside and talked to me. They were my great great-grandfather & grandma and great Aunt, who all died before I was born. They next day God opened my eyes 3 times to people calling to me from the Outer Darkness, but I couldn't help them.

    My advise to you all is to set aside your foolish pride and seek Jesus while you're alive. Because when you die — it's too late. ✝️🛐

  45. My mom says she saw a baby that would come sleep next to her before she passed away………. This was when my sister and her husband try really hard to get a baby but cant but shortly after my mom passed away they finally had a baby. What could it be a reconation ?

  46. Luke 16:22

    The time came when the beggar died and the angels carried him to Abraham's side. The rich man also died and was buried.

  47. Here is a little story that happened recently
    i just moved into my new flat with my boyfriend. When i went inside the first couple of hours i felt very weird i felt presence, something like a scary feeling/energy and i said to myself obviously in my mind " did someone died here ", but i didn't tell my boyfriend at that time.. cuz he will think im crazy or smth haha. Well a day after that i was talking with one of my neighbors and she told me that less than a month ago, a guy living in the flat above me, had died and they found him after a week..
    I believe that i can feel some form of presence/energy that obviously is around us, but yeah this is the first time i have felt something so strong.. i hope this guy is in peace( the first days when i moved were very hard emotionally, i knew deep down he is still here) after these couple of days i stopped feeling that energy it was weird hope he went to a better place

  48. Although my father was in his hospice bed, his spirit came to sit in his truck with me that I was driving – before he died a few days later.

  49. the brain stays alive 12+ hours after the heart stops, In my will i will ask to be buried at least 12 hours after my death

  50. As a hospice nurse, I have heard most of my patients speak of seeing their loved ones in their last weeks or days of life. One man looked up with a smile and said "They're all there, waiting for me." A women patient was continually staring at a corner in her room and when asked what she was looking at she simply said, "the angel." When able to be verbal, I hear contentment from those experiencing these visions.

  51. When I was a kid and visiting an older cousin at her house she was cleaning out the attic. When I started up the attic stairs a box fell and out of that box came an iron, and the pointed tip landed in my forehead. There was a lot of blood and everyone was in a panic but me, the severely injured. I wasn't crying at all though everyone else was in hysterics. I remember when the paramedics told me to close my eyes and think of something happy what I thought of. Cupcakes.

  52. A couple days before someone close to me passed away i had a dream it was the last before i woke up and all i could see was darkness and in the dark i could see a coffin at first i thought it was me and then i looked at myself all tho i couldn't see i said no its not me and carried on then 3 days later my cousin was gone.

  53. Life is only part of the adventure. Death is the next part. I had a dream we all hang in soul groups and move from lifetime to lifetime together. I know my daughter is really my grandmother who came back. After I had my daughter (who has the same name) I have never cried for my grandmother. My grandmother was everything to me. So, she came back to be with me since our time was cut short. Her and I have been together for centuries. This is why my daughter is my best friend.

  54. I have written a story about my mother before she died, including the healers we contacted after we were told by doctors that she wont make it. After a few years my father followed my mother, he died also but i haven't written about it yet. Writting is a way for me to keep going on . The pain is always present specially during my lowest times. If anyone of you would like, maybe you could have some extra time to read it.. spicenoodles . Word pre ss . Com thank you very much ..

  55. Months before my mother left us, she kept telling us that our house was full with visitors and one of them was her favorite sister, my favorite auntie too. And my mother kept saying she wouldn't eat unless we let her sister eat also. And my mother said there was a huge GOLDEN SHIP that she can see. My father who died after a few years, also was telling us almost the same story. But the golden ship. He was saying there was a lady in the room whom none of us can see.

  56. Fascinating studies! Thank you so much for informing us of this very important work and sharing these wonderful people's stories of life and impending death.

  57. Thank you so much for this talk and post.
    6 years ago when my mother was entering the last weeks of her life, I nor my father totally grasped what we were observing. However, we never forgot the doctor who walked in without introducing himself to anyone or establishing eye contact, brusquely saying, as my mother rested in no acute distress, ”I can start the Morphine(hasten death) now if you’d like”.
    I sit now in my childhood home which I am slowing cleaning out, having buried my dad several weeks ago. When he was diagnosed with a terminal illness 16 months ago, I quit my job as a physician to be by his side, attend every doctor’s appointment with him and be w/him through his “dying” process as I knew that my profession would be emotionally and spiritually unavailable for that chapter of his life. (I do appreciate the medical expertise during his illness). Thank you for your work and your talk. I saw the truth in what you speak of during my time with my father (and I saw it with my mother).
    It was my privilege to be with him during that time and I am forever changed as a human being, daughter, and physician because of it.

  58. My mother was given 6 months to live with cancer she lived another 13 years and diabetes is what would end up killing her . After a short stay at a hospital she came home I spent the night into the early morning hours at the side of her bed keeping a eye on her sugar when out of nowhere around 3am she awoke from a deep sleep and turned to me and said I’m going to die I said no you’re not mom . I then went home to get a little sleep and when I returned she had fallen into a diabetic coma and went back to the hospital where she would die about a week later. My wife works in the hospital and only minutes after arriving for her shift she heard a code called to my moms room and she ran down there and my mom just let go and had a smile on her face finally a end to so much suffering and I’m grateful to God for all the extra time we had with her and I beg God to count me as worthy as I would love to be reunited with her and all the loved ones I’ve lost in Jesus name AMEN

  59. After having out of body experiences a realization blooms and the fear of biological death dissipates. I ended up in an authentic mystic tradition named Drukama, I invite anyone reading to check it out. Be well! Drukama (.com)

  60. When my uncle was dying he said his parents (my grandparents) were at the end of his bed and kept visiting him. Now I’m thinking it really was true. They were bringing him home.

  61. Back in October 1976, I was visiting my parents who lived in a town some distant from me. As I was leaving to go home, my father told me he had some plants he had grown from seed and wanted me to take some for my garden. As he knelt down with trowel in hand , I suddenly realised that he was looking very old and tired . I knew he had previously had some health problems and thought he was fine but , suddenly a thought came to me as a voice saying, "This is the last time that you will see your dad alive." I was horrified and shook the thought off, I didn't want to even think about it.. Two weeks later on the 6th of November, my mother contacted myself and other family members to say that Dad had died suddenly with a heart attack.
    About 4 months later, I was lying in bed with my then husband who was snoring his head off. As I was unable to sleep I thought back to the last time I saw Dad and could not get it out of my mind so I started to cry quietly, laying on my side and facing the door as I didn't want to disturb my husband. The tears just kept coming when suddenly I saw in front of me, in the doorway, a haze of white light and a passage way. Walking along that passageway toward me was my dad clothed in a white robe. He came toward me and stopped a few feet in front of me and then spoke to me very very softly and kindly. He said " I know you are worried about me but please don't, I am ok, there is no need to worry I am in a good place. Then suddenly he and the white light were gone. I didn't get a chance to say anything to him as he was gone. That was 42 years ago and I have never forgotten it. I knew it wasn't a dream as I was wide awake. I have kept it to myself and mentioned it to no one before now. Was it a daydream, Was it real ?Have others had a similar experience seeing a loved one after they have gone?
    I do remember when I was a 11 year old child, My grandfather died in hospital. When my father was notified and went to tell my grandmother, she told my dad, "Your Father has gone, I saw him standing outside my room last night and he called my name so I knew he was letting me know goodbye"

  62. After a few years in practice as a psychiatrist I became aware that spiritual and paranormal experiences are common. Many doctors and nurses respond to the experiences of dying people in a way that is dismissive. So I spent 7 years writing “Are You Getting Enlightened or Losing Your Mind?- a Psychiatrist’s Guide for Mastering Paranormal and Spiritual Experience.” I’ve had a lot of these experiences, starting as a child. My deceased father has visited in 3 dream Visions. These are treasures. There is a veil between life and death, material and spiritual worlds, etc. For many that veil is like a 10-foot stone wall. For others the veil is as thin as a water bubble. The experiences people have shared here are Real although some people have written, “Whether you believe this or not.” A friend of mine was comfortable on either side of the veil as he died over several months. At times he was hanging out with a lot of friends who “no longer had a body.” At other times he was happy to be with his living friends. I’ve been blessed (perhaps that’s not the right word) to visit with people who have crossed over, usually recently. A few have been people I did not know about, whose death I heard about on the news. One was a young singer whose career was taking off before she was shot and killed. I closed my eyes to say a quick prayer for her. She wanted more than a little chat. I knew she was Christian. I was formulating a question: Are you with God or Jesus?” Immediately I saw her with God, whom I saw as a bright light. From this material world I wasn’t able to fully process what she was experiencing. When I saw her with God, I went unconscious for about 10 seconds due to being overwhelmed by the experience. When I regained consciousness, I saw her near a beautiful, simple pale blue cross. A few days later I watched her entire memorial service. At the end the camera, which had zoomed in close on each person sharing zoomed all the way out, so viewers could see the entire sanctuary…and then I saw the exact cross she had shown me in the vision. My friends know about this but I haven’t written about this publicly. She appeared for a week, after which we both went our own ways. A few nights after I stopped seeing or hearing her, I silently asked, “Are you still around?” Instantly a huge pair of angel wings appeared behind me to the right. The wings were an off-White like the wings from the movie “Michael.” (John Travolta). I felt her wings brush against me and heard the sound of those huge wings. That was our last contact. Those doctors and nurses who work with the terminally ill provide an important role. I consulted at a hospice in San Diego. I spoke with the medical director who had many experiences. One patient had AIDS and his energy slowly withered away. But one day the doctor entered that patient’s room and the patient and his entire room were filled with light and energy. That lasted about a day and then the man peacefully died. I spent years thinking about unusual experiences, trying to label many of them. I think the spiritual world picks up where the material world leaves off. Material world is about what can be measured through the 5 senses. Spirituality is beyond the 5 senses. This video has shown how science can be used to help understand death and near-death visions. I’d like to see doctors being so well trained in these issues that they can be amazed, moved, and don’t have a strong need to understand.

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