I just dreamt I had a near death experience.
I was reviewing a some sort vision of this car driving seemingly drunk from an overhead view. It crashes in a parking lot in what seems like a moderate speed crash. The car seems old.
Then I'm in a bus/van with a driver who is silent and two other people. I ask them what are we doing here. The guy closest to me says "we just finished reviewing our lives and we have to decide if we want to go back, to live". I was shocked and I was like "you mean I could be dead?". The closest guy says yes. I asked him if I knew what happened because I don't really remember. He says tells me I was driving drunk with alcohol and drugs (which is weird because tht totally isn't me in this life, never was, I think I drove with around a .08 twice in my life and never mixed with drugs and I don't do any of that anymore...which makes me feel like it could have been a past life remembrance because it feels like it was in a third world country? Don't know). I thought about the enormity of the decision and my eyes welled up with tears as I thought about my current life (which in the dream I was thinking about this life right now which I know in retrospect doesn't seem to make sense). I said that there had been a lot of pain but that it was one of the most important lives I've had in terms of learning. The closest guy said he was in the same boat with how he feels about his life. The guy furtherest from me said he was the passenger in the car. I got the feeling that though he have been in the car, we didn't really know each other that well. He said he isn't sure either because he hasn't really learned in this life how to process his anger. I then make the decision to go back.
The next thing I remember is a person who is my paid for driver (of another car) whom I was meeting in that parking lot is helping me get out the car. It looks totaled and yet it's a miracle I'm unscathed. So is my passenger. No police are involved because it is in some third world country (we're all brown/tan skinned, so either outheast Asia or south amercica).
I'm then at a cafe with the person who said he had anger issues and a few friends including my best friend from my childhood. I bring up the Nde we had with the one guy privately and I see that he doesn't remember but he believes me in his eyes. However he refuses to hear what I have to say about and puts up a skeptic front. I wanted to tell him about what he said about his anger issues he talked about but never do.
I then woke up.
I was reviewing a some sort vision of this car driving seemingly drunk from an overhead view. It crashes in a parking lot in what seems like a moderate speed crash. The car seems old.
Then I'm in a bus/van with a driver who is silent and two other people. I ask them what are we doing here. The guy closest to me says "we just finished reviewing our lives and we have to decide if we want to go back, to live". I was shocked and I was like "you mean I could be dead?". The closest guy says yes. I asked him if I knew what happened because I don't really remember. He says tells me I was driving drunk with alcohol and drugs (which is weird because tht totally isn't me in this life, never was, I think I drove with around a .08 twice in my life and never mixed with drugs and I don't do any of that anymore...which makes me feel like it could have been a past life remembrance because it feels like it was in a third world country? Don't know). I thought about the enormity of the decision and my eyes welled up with tears as I thought about my current life (which in the dream I was thinking about this life right now which I know in retrospect doesn't seem to make sense). I said that there had been a lot of pain but that it was one of the most important lives I've had in terms of learning. The closest guy said he was in the same boat with how he feels about his life. The guy furtherest from me said he was the passenger in the car. I got the feeling that though he have been in the car, we didn't really know each other that well. He said he isn't sure either because he hasn't really learned in this life how to process his anger. I then make the decision to go back.
The next thing I remember is a person who is my paid for driver (of another car) whom I was meeting in that parking lot is helping me get out the car. It looks totaled and yet it's a miracle I'm unscathed. So is my passenger. No police are involved because it is in some third world country (we're all brown/tan skinned, so either outheast Asia or south amercica).
I'm then at a cafe with the person who said he had anger issues and a few friends including my best friend from my childhood. I bring up the Nde we had with the one guy privately and I see that he doesn't remember but he believes me in his eyes. However he refuses to hear what I have to say about and puts up a skeptic front. I wanted to tell him about what he said about his anger issues he talked about but never do.
I then woke up.