My Near Death Experience & Meeting With The Angel Of Death...Who Is Merciful, And Doesn't Carry Corn Seives

My Personal Near Death Experience:  Angel Gabrielle

Okay, so I come from this rinky dink little town, and no one really knows if I had 'chicken pox' or 'small pox', but the one thing they did know what that I was supposed to be dead in the morning.  Whichever of these two childhood diseases I had two years ago had spread not only on the outside of my body, but had also gone through all my organs as well.  My lungs particularly, were hit hard, and I was told this was the night that would be the last night they would spread, but that there was no cure, only experimental treatments, and I needed to call in my loved ones to say goodbye and complete my will.

I didn't call in any loved ones, because I didn't want to die, and I felt that was like throwing in the towel.  I thought back to what Tom and my Grandmother had said, and remembered the woman they had described so exactly percise before they died, and thought to myself, 'If I see her, I'm not going to let her take me!'

I finally fell asleep sometime around one in the morning, and had the strangest of 'dreams'.  I could hear everything that was going on around me, but I couldn't open my eyes, and I couldn't move.  I was trying desperately, but to no avail.  Behind my eyelids, I could see nothing but total blackness, with the exception of one, tiny white light was off in the distance.  I knew if I passed through that light, I would never return, and I started to panic.

Then I felt a warm hand on mine, and while I didn't get to see this spirit like everyone else who had talked about her, I could feel a warmth generating from her.  I never seen any lips move, but I heard the distinct words, 'Come with me.'  Those simple words I will never forget.  The voice was a comforting voice, sounding gentle and kind, but I knew she was there to take me away.  (I no longer have fears about not making it to heaven because I do tarot readings.  If that were the case, she wouldn't have came to get me."

Now mind you, I couldn't hold a regular mouth to mouth session with this person.  Everything was done with the power of the mind.  I too, couldn't seem to get any words out, but inside of my head I was very matter of fact.  I said, "I can not go with you.  I have taken a lot of things for granted, but the one thing I need the most is to see my children grow, get married and have children.  I love my husband, and don't want to go to heaven right now, and because of this, I refuse to go.  Please let me stay."

Her hand rested on mine for another brief moment, and then she was gone, and I was popping up in my bed gasping for air, as I was told I should not be alive at that low of a rate.  I cried I was so happy I was allowed to come back, and to this day, I am certain it is the same angel, or entity, that always appears in this time of evolving.  She let me stay, and I only feel I got to stay because of the words shared by others important to me when it came time for them to pass away.

While my grandmother and Tom were just stories I heard, this experience was very real to me.  I didn't see the dress, I won't lie.  I didn't see the hair, I won't lie about that either.  But I did feel her hand, and it was a female hand.  Long fingers were extended over the top of my flesh, and they were warm.  When I first got up, I tested the thought of maybe a nurse was checking my pulse, but when I asked, no one had been in to check on me yet.

My story is yet a story like what I was told, and I don't expect you to believe I actually met the angel of death, but from reading these different depictions of death cylces, doesn't it seem uncanny?  While you may not choose to believe this, I can fully say that I do.

Further Discussions

What Are Angels?
Why I Believe The Angel Gabrielle Is Female
Personal Evidence Regarding Angel Gabrielle
My Meeting With Gabrielle
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