At the Edge of the Light

You know those moments in life that really make a difference. Moments which snatch you right out of your induced hypnotized state of selfish perception. They shake your core, opening your spiritual self to everything beyond. For a second in infinity you realize the insignificance of everything, except for Love.
Well, I have a story to share with you. A true story. My story.
It is far from easy for me to share this so publicly. As a matter of fact, hardly anyone knows about this most profound experience I went through. I kept it to myself for a while, terrified to open up to anyone about it. I needed time to contemplate the meaning & wrap my head around the experience itself. Plus, there is the fear of sharing it with people….’What will they think? How will I be judged? Will anyone actually believe me?’. The response from the few people I have slowly told has given me courage to get past those holdups. Their reactions have reminded me that even a personal experience can have a rippling effect in other’s lives. That no matter how hard, some stories are meant to be told.I am ready now. I hope you are too.

This is my story.

Nothing tears at a family quite like illness can. A year ago, some very concerning symptoms started happening to me. For a young, relatively healthy female, I wasn’t too worried at first. Until, the medical tests kept coming back negative & my symptoms kept getting worse. My doctors & I started at the bottom & worked our way up the ladder of every possibility, but to no avail. No test revealed a problem, no medication helped, and even minor surgical procedures didn’t stop my issues.

Stress wouldn’t be an adequate word to cover the feelings I had for months and months of not knowing what was wrong with me. My life was flipped upside down, in more ways than one. Not to mention that some of those months included unrelated personal heartbreaks that alone would have shattered a person. Things were not easy. I had to be strong & wear a smile as much as I could. Even when my own husband couldn’t look me in the eyes at times without tearing up because of the fear of losing me, I still had to be strong. I treasured every simple, happy moment in those long months.

Reluctantly, it was proposed that a hysterectomy would be an end to the symptoms. Surgery would also give my doctors a better look at what may be happening inside me and possibly answers. We scheduled the hysterectomy and prepared ourselves for a long, but hopeful recovery.

I had no fear going into the procedure. It wasn’t my first major operation. I knew the risks. I knew there would be pain. I knew it would be difficult not just for me, but for my family. So my total abdominal hysterectomy (I got to keep my ovaries, but one had to be biopsied) and a second aesthetic surgery proceeded like normal in mid May of 2013. I was quite comfortable afterwards, if you can call the feeling of being hit by a bus comfortable. While I was recovering in the hospital, I had a morphine drip that I could push every 30mins, my midsection was wrapped, and I had a very sexy drain tube coming out of my stomach. All of this was exactly as I expected it would be and I maintained my upbeat attitude. When the lab results came back of my uterus and the ovarian biopsy, we were all relieved to hear I was in the clear. Everything seemed fine. I was released after just two nights. Ready to recover at home and get my health back. Get my life back.

But that is not what happened.

Just a few hours into being at home, my pain started to drastically increase. I popped a couple of Percocet & chalked it up to normal post surgical pains. I have a very high tolerance, which has been tested numerous times before. I just settled into the comfy recliner my husband had moved into our bedroom and tried to sleep it off.


By midnight, I was on the floor of our bedroom in the fetal position, screaming. The pain was crushing. The only way to describe it is as if someone had ripped open my stomach with their bare fingers, pulled out my organs & intestines, shoved them in a blender, blended them on low power, poured gasoline on them & then lit them on fire before shoving them haphazardly back inside me. That still doesn’t quiet describe it, but its as close as I can get. I would never wish that torture on anyone or anything.

My husband, Sawyer, rushed me to the ER.

The physically gut wrenching pain was so intense that nothing else in the world mattered to me, except ending that pain. At the ER, I was seen immediately. Not a good sign. I could barely speak, I was on the verge of passing out, and all I wanted was an IV of dilaudid, a very strong painkiller. I remember them saying my heart rate was 185 (my normal is 60) and I had a low grade fever. I can’t remember what my blood pressure was, because I honesty didn’t care about anything except the excruciating pain.

I was readmitted into the hospital.

The CT scans showed that I had a paralytic ilius. A complication from anesthesia, in which my intestines had not “woken up” and were bloating. On a second look at my scan, it was seen that I also had a belly full of blood.
I was bleeding internally.

The next few days after that I can barely remember. I was sick, deathly sick. Doctors came in and out, nurses around the clock, medical staff, and visits from only family. Sawyer never left my side. Pain was all that existed to me. I was not allowed to eat or drink in case I needed to be rushed to surgery & also to help my intestines wake up. I was told to walk around as much as I could. Every step, every movement was sheer agony; even after an injection of my precious dilaudid. My doctor talked of surgery to locate the mysterious bleeding site, but another surgeon countered the idea due to my other complication, at least for then. We were at a stand still. I was stable…low, but stable. I was to continue to be closely monitored. During this time I received two blood transfusions and tons of antibiotics. My family fighting back tears when they were around me and my husband showing strength & empathy beyond expectation. It was the scariest thing that has ever happened to us as a family.

And yet, through all of it, the only thing I could think of was the pain. I hurt so badly. Pain was my living world. A level of pain that I could not imagine any living thing having to ever experience. I barley slept because I was so uncomfortable. When I did manage to close my eyes for a few minutes at a time, I dreamt of only of the pain & fear, usually scaring myself awake.

Except for one night….

My eyes opened and I was surrounded by white. No walls, no floor. Only endless misty, white space. I was standing up straight and tall. A feat which I had been unable to do since the surgery & the pain….the pain? To my utter disbelief it was gone! I was comfortable & warm, calm even. Feelings of which I had long forgotten about. My body wasn’t sick anymore. I felt light and smooth. Free. I was wearing a soft, simple white gown and I felt amazing.

In the distance, through the mist, I saw him, Anthony. He was sitting on a white bench and waiting for someone. It seemed as if time had stopped and there was a strange formality about everything. As I approached, he stood and turned to face me. I was so happy to see my long passed friend again. He smiled his famous smile at me & placed his right hand on my left shoulder. No words were spoken between us, but his eyes were locked on my face.

That is the moment I saw it start to appear. Behind Anthony and to my right, a brilliant Light. Small at first, but growing brighter, stronger. It was most glorious thing I have ever witnessed. Radiating colors & feelings that words alone could not ever possibly describe. Sparkling hues of golden blues & Love. It was brighter than the sun, but didn’t hurt my eyes to look directly into it. Heavenly. I could not look away. The feeling I had was similar to a feeling of seeing the person you love after being away from them for too long. That Light was pure, unconditional Love and I felt it. It was everything. Everything that ever was & ever will be. I wanted to be part of it. The urge to follow it, walk towards it, melt into it was overwhelming. I belonged there. It was calling to me, waiting for me.

I looked back into Anthony’s eyes, his hand still on my shoulder. I was overwhelmed with joy and love. The expression on his face confirmed what I knew. Yes, that was The Light and Anthony was there to walk me into it. He was there to take me home.

Somehow, I remembered Sawyer. I looked down below my feet, to the left. Through the fogginess of the white floor, I could see my husband sleeping on the tiny fold out couch in the hospital next to my bed. Feet and arms hanging over the sides & fully dressed. I felt a longing towards him. I wanted to go down there and lay next to him. Comfort him and tell him everything will be okay. I wanted to be with him.

It was as if I had answered an unspoken question without speaking a word myself. I looked back at Anthony and he smiled once more and squeezed my shoulder lovingly. My decision had been made clear without even a whisper escaping my lips. I wasn’t ready to go. My feet became as heavy as cement. I could only stand there and watch as Anthony walked toward that most glorious Light & it engulfed him, leaving me behind. Falling slowly backwards through the white space, the moment faded away from me.

I opened my eyes again. The pain. The pain was crippling. My body so weak and frail, there was nothing I could do but endure it. The rhythmic sound of my IV drip echoing through the room. A reminder of where I was, my hospital bed. To the left was Sawyer, sprawled out on the tiny pull out couch.

The next day and night revolved around my pain, just like all the days before. As the dilaudid would wear off, it was like a count down to see how much I could endure. Mentally I would be clawing my way out of my skin, wanting to abandon the suffering I had been tied to. Trapped inside my broken body. At the end of every three hours I would be crying, pleading for an end to it…every time. I tried hard to put on a brave face. Grit my teeth and bare it. Once the dilaudid was injected into my IV, the metallic taste flooding my mouth, the cycle would start again from the beginning. I know Sawyer wished to trade places with me, but I would never have allowed it, not even theoretically.

My body was wearing down. I was a skeleton covered in gray skin with a distended belly full of blood. My eyes glazed and dull, my hair oily, bruises from IVs covering my arms and multiple needle pricks from blood tests, hollowed cheeks, and cracked lips. I was breaking down, fragile. Life is so fragile.

The night following “my heavenly dream” was my miraculous turning point.

I hated waking Sawyer up every hour to help me get out of my bed so I could use the restroom. I had decided to let him sleep & try to do it on my own, which I proudly accomplished.

When I finally settled myself back into my bed, I felt wetness under my legs. Depressed that incontinence was now bestowed upon me, I reached under the sheets to check. I pulled up my hand and was horrified to see blood soaked fingers. I was sitting in a pool of my own blood. I could literally see it seeping through the sheets, spreading like spilled paint. The next 15mins were a whirlwind of controlled chaos. Nurses, my husband, my Mom, tests, and bleeding….so much blood. It was literally pouring out of me like a faucet and clots of it. I believed it was the end for me. This was it.

After an emergency call to my doctor and checking my vitals the nurse informed us that the doctor said this was the blood that had been sitting inside my belly and was being expelled vaginally through the internal stitches. The blood they expected my body would eventually reabsorb was suddenly being expelled. As long as my vitals remained stable, as stable as they had been at least, then I was okay. He would be there to examine me soon.

I passed over 2 liters of blood and well over 800cc’s of fists sized blood clots or larger, which the nurse said looked like my liver. This all happened in under 45mins. My room looked like a horror scene. And, as if by some miracle, my pain was dramatically decreased in that instantaneous moment. I finally had some relief from the agony I had been enduring for almost a week and only at the price of an unexpected blood bath.

The next 48 hours my heart rate finally started to drop from the 140 range down into the 90s. My blood pressure improved, my hematocrit remained stable, and my intestines were waking up. I was finally allowed to start liquids. Campbell soup juice never tasted so good! I was getting better. Two nights after the blood bath, I was discharged from the hospital. My doctor gave me his personal number for me to text him my heart rate and blood pressure stats every few hours. Of course, I was terrified I may have another internal bleed. He made himself available for any concerns and checked on me often. I still had pain. But this pain was the type I was originally prepared to handle. I could finally start my now very extended recovery.

Two weeks after being home, I had another bleeding scare which put me back in the ER but stopped mysteriously. For a month after that I basically stayed in bed and slept. Even now, I am still recovering. My incredible family took care of my children and my friends checked on me constantly. Then, there was Sawyer….no words for what he did for me through all of this. I don’t know what I would have done without all of them.

For months now I’ve kept this memory relatively private, but every day it has been on my mind. Just the sheer beauty of it still leaves me in awe. Prior to my NDE (near death experience), I had no real knowledge of them. Of course, I had heard of them, like many of us have, but never put much thought into them. To me, they weren’t relevant and I most definitely never expected anything like this to happen personally. It wasn’t a preexisting thought in my head and nothing my imagination could have ever created. The research I’ve done since has only confirmed my experience for me. Amazingly similar near death experiences and feelings from people all around the world. Some who have died and some who were also so close to death. There is no doubt in my mind that what happened to me was real.

This story is not meant to be “preachy”. I have always considered myself to have a healthy balance between faith, spirituality, and science. I have not changed my views, rather I believe it has solidified what I’ve always felt in my heart & soul to be true. No matter what religion you practice or if you have no religious faith at all; there is one thing that can not be denied, Love. I’ve always believed that God is Love and Love is the universal force that unites us as one. There is a greater energy out there that we are all bound to and I am witness to it.

I need no other explanations. What I am left with is a knowing. The existence of a higher power. A greater entity in whatever way you choose to believe in it or not to believe in it. Any doubt that I may have ever had about an afterlife or Heaven, has been erased. It exists. I no longer fear death. I fear pain, but not death. Death itself is the most beautiful thing you will ever experience.

I have stood at the edge of eternity & had the divine privilege to choose to come back. I made that choice for Sawyer, for Love. Even as I type that, I am tearing up. I no longer question the purpose of life. I feel more peaceful than I ever have before and more connected with the world around me. Although pain, selfishness, & brutality will sadly always be part of this living world, I know that there is a world of Love & Light beyond this. A place of peace beyond what our mortal bodies can comprehend and it is waiting for me and waiting for you.

~Jessie Sawyer~



63 thoughts on “At the Edge of the Light

  1. Melinda Sipes Barnett

    Jessie, This is an incredible, teaching experience for you. Share the Love, Share the Light, this is what God wants. I truly would love to read the original version in all depth. God has shown so much to me in the past 6 years, I can’t begin to tell. I have seen His work with complete awe. God is glorified with your love for Sawyer. You two are very special. I miss you more than words can say.

  2. Diane McManus

    I have goosebumps all over my body. That was so beautiful and it was also an answer to a prayer that I just prayed yesterday. That you got to see Anthony is wonderful and to see that he is doing well and that he is happy. I don’t even have words to describe what I’m feeling right now but I thank you so much for sharing your experience with all of us. I’m going to keep this and read it often. You are a wonderful, beautiful lady and now you have been given such a priceless gift. Your story reminds us all that there is life and hope and love after this life. Thank you Jessie, for sharing this with all of us. I’m sorry for the pain that you suffered but I’m happy that you got a peek into the next world. That’s extraordinary and such a precious gift. I love you and Sawyer and your girls. Ya’ll are wonderful. Diane ❀

  3. Brother Walter Schreiner

    I have been privileged to know both you and Jackie. You have been given an incredible gift and made a very generous decision. I could not be more proud of you. I see your Love in so much of what you write. God is Love and we are the ones He wants to share it with. You are in my prayers as you continue with your recovery!

    Brother Walter

    1. jrsawyer Post author

      Thank you Brother Walter!! I am so glad I have shared my story and I hope it brings people comfort who need it. I will forever be in awe of it!
      Hope you are well!!

  4. Rita

    Jessie, As tears roll from my eyes as well-I have so much compassion for you. My body endures pain day by day, hour by hour. I , too, have to keep a smile on my face and from my heart I know my God has more plans for my life. David is truly an amazing son, man, husband and dad. I admire your strentgh to tell your story. What one can experience should be shared. I am so sorry that I didnt know all this was going on as you would have been in my prayers daily. As for now, you and your family will be remembered. . Love to all of you. Mrs. Rita McConnico

    1. jrsawyer Post author

      Yes, David is incredible! I am such a lucky person to have him.
      I hope your pain doesn’t last long. Chronic pain must be difficult to deal with everyday :(. Ill be thinking of you & sending good vibes!

      Love y’all!

  5. Holly Ciancioso

    Thank you for having the courage to share your beautifully written story. It is amazing & inspiring. May you & Sawyer always live in love & peace.

  6. Melinda

    Every time I read this… my heart swells up for ya’ll. I’m so glad you and Sawyer found each other! Love is the meaning of life.

  7. Sara Harvey

    Jessie, Ever since you started posting about the dreams you have, I have known that you would be a “portal” if you will, from God. I could tell that you were different and that you would be used for something. That’s why I asked you about your dreams. I love this story and I feel like there are more wonderful things to come through your life! Hope that doesn’t sound too weird! lol

    1. jrsawyer Post author

      Of course it doesn’t sound weird to me. I always have been a little “different”. I wish I could make all my experiences public, but they aren’t always my stories to share. I feel very blessed. Thank you so much for reading it!! Hope you and your precious little girl are doing wonderful πŸ™‚

  8. Tiffany Hickman

    That is an incredible story It brought tears to my eyes. Praise God for you being a fighter. You are one amazing woman. Thank you for sharing this breath taking story.

  9. Mary Dixon

    Thank you Jessie for sharing your story. I too had a near death experience after having a massive heart attach that took 55% of my heart. The light brought such serenity and peace. I fell to my knees knowing I was in the presence of God. Such a beautiful experience and like you, I had to decide to leave and come back. I now know what heaven will be like.

    1. jrsawyer Post author

      I love that you told me this. I am hearing of so many similar stories now and it makes me so happy. I wish everyone in the world could feel that Love and confirmation. I am so glad now that I shared it. Mainly because of the few lives my story has reached and of the messages that I have received since. I am very happy.
      Thank you for sharing your experience with me. I feel very blessed to be making new connections with people.

  10. melonie mulkey

    God is love! This was beautiful and it reminds me how fragile life really is and how everlasting love is. Stay strong and beautiful! Maybe one day I will see you in the light!- melonie

  11. Vanessa Bryant

    Even though you have already shared your story with me privately, I read it again. I am so thankful you survived and blessed to call you my friend. I am so proud of you for your bravery to share your experience and to remind the world that the famous quote in the Bible still remains to be true…”The greatest of these is LOVE”


  12. Papa G

    Thank you for sharing your experience with everyone.. I know you had many concerns in so doing, but in my opinion you made the right decision. Although many books have been written about after-life or out-of-body experiences there is no experience so relevant, true and vivid as “your very own.” I was fortunate enough to have had a similar experience (although with not anywhere near the pain) in May of 1980 and as a result have been a believer in what the Lord Jesus Christ did for us on the cross ever since (John 14:6-7) that day. It truly had a life-changing impact! And I agree with your final statement of not being afraid to die. There is nothing to fear, but fear itself (and pain as you mentioned) and the pain is only temporary. Once we shuffle off the mortal coil there will be no more pain, no more tears and no more hardships. We will be going home..for eternity. Perhaps if everyone could have a similar experience and learn that love is indeed priceless this world would be a much better place to live in. For after all that is why Jesus died for us on the cross, because of His infinite love for us. I’m with you Jesse, I am not afraid to die…I have a Savior. Papa G

    1. jrsawyer Post author

      Thank you johnathan! I just filled out their application and turned in the story for review the other day. I haven’t heard back from them yet though πŸ™‚

      1. Jonathan

        You’ll hear from Jody Long from NDERF soon I’m sure πŸ™‚ I have gone quite a few times on the page of Exceptional Accounts of NDERF to read those mind blowing accounts, they are delightful and awe inspiring. They can really widen our perspective on life. And all are wonderful reminders that life is about love, that nothing but love is real, and that everything else becomes real only through love. I have never experienced that Light directly in this life, but in my soul I have yearned so much for what you describe as the Light that shone from behind your friend. One day we will all return Home. But for now, we have tasks to do here on earth. And it seems you have been given a beautiful task of reminding others of that Light through sharing πŸ™‚ God bless you Jessie.

      2. jrsawyer Post author

        Thank you so much. πŸ™‚ I just want it to reach people. Because its so true in my heart, that I know for a fact that it was real. I wish I could share that feeling with everyone- even if its just trough words.

  13. Gemma

    I understand your experience. I’m not nearly as brave as you though. I know we’re not close, but I love you. Thank god this world didn’t lose you.

  14. susannah

    I’m also waiting to awake at home!! It’s the waiting that got to me but I’ve been practicing for the pain! Mine is quick and sudden. I have Chronic COPD not by smoking until lately but I’m like you, I loved it so much that I pay more attention to the days passing and the things I do. Are they good things? Hmmm? Lol When you said the Light was beautiful… you are absolutely right! So peacefull and positive! No more words it seemed just peacefull ones! I love your experience that you shared and may the Almighty Light see us all towards home someday! You know…they have the best ice cream!

    1. susannah

      The pain will subside and I cried hearing what you went through! The light was lovely! Now it seems you’ve evolved spiritually and yes there is a higher creator! I don’t like pain though but now I say once is enough. After the pain comes a breeze of relief doesn’t it? Then we get strong! Visualization is also a great therapy too!

      1. jrsawyer Post author

        Thank you! πŸ™‚ Pain is temporary, no matter how bad it is. I feel very strong now, but hope I don’t have to go through pain like that again haha

      1. Noemi Solis Igloria

        my health condition forbids to eat ice cream. It doesn’t matter because I know I can eat it without limit when I get to heaven

  15. Alex Madrid

    Jessie, this is incredibly beautiful, thank you for sharing your experience with the rest of us. Lots and lots and LOTS of love to you!

  16. odai bozia

    we should always look at the bright side of the bad things, in your case you saw how is you husband the gentle man stay beside you and do a lot of things he is a hero in my eyes !! GOD bless him. and for you the experience was to teach you some lessons it was painful but it teach you and teach us many thing and especially LOVE an do miracle. I thank GOD that you still alive to share us that story ! I hope that you would never see any bad thing or any one of your beloved

  17. Jessica

    I can’t say how grateful I am personally to have found your story. I have been having a devastating fear of dying. A fear that stops me in my tracks and makes me cry so hard my chest aches and I fear I may stop breathing.
    I am doing all I can to overcome this fear so i can actually live without fearing not living.
    Thank you for sharing your story. It has brought me comfort.
    God bless you

    1. jrsawyer Post author

      Oh no, please don’t let fear of death keep you from living your life. πŸ™‚ I’m glad my account can bring you some peace and I hope that in your own time you will understand more about the reason behind your fear. There is nothing to worry about though ;).

  18. notjustablonde

    I want to thank you for sharing your experience here. I’ve been fascinated with NDE’s for over 20 years and honestly I’m not sure why. I’ve felt led to read almost every book written and have finished 3 this past month alone… all 3 I picked up at Target! NDE’s are going mainstream! Lol!

    I had a spiritual moment a few years ago… changed the course of my life immediately. Not that I was way off track… more apathetic. My experience of God using me to channel a message to a family member was quite extraordinary and sounds nuts-o unless you’ve had an experience of your own. The real ness of Spirit is undeniable… God is all about the Love! πŸ™‚

    After reading these 3 books though I just wonder…. what is the point of this life? I felt a little homesick and sad thinking about the time spent here doing what? If we are fully going to be at peace, full of joy and encompassed by love… no matter what…. then what’s the point? I’ve been “told” we each have our purpose and path towards love, but if we all “wake-up” eventually…. what is the point of this dream called “life”?

    I apologize if this is too deep and analytical for this forum… I just really respect your perspective as you have literally “seen the light!” ! Thank you for any insight or encouragement you might have for me. No worries… I have a good life… I’m not depressed…. Just curious and a hopeless Spirit-seeker! ❀️Ann

    1. jrsawyer Post author

      Hey!! Thanks for commenting- I just love hearing from people that my story has reached & of course it’s not too deep a question haha!
      I wish I had a solid answer for every individual person about the point of “life”. Honestly, I can only say that I know my purpose here is for my husband and my family. Mainly because I made the decision to stay based on my thoughts of love for him & how I wanted to ‘go down and comfort him’ when I was in the middle of my NDE. So I believe that I am still here for him, and I couldn’t be happier.
      Of course I understand the “homesick” feeling. Not a day has gone by that I haven’t gotten goosebumps remembering the most amazing feelings of love and peace that the Light has and how I was almost a part of it. But what brings me back to life is knowing that the Light is waiting for me, as it always has been…and is a part of our very beings if we quiet ourselves long enough to listen.

      To answer your question about your purpose- I would say that whatever

    2. jrsawyer Post author

      Whoops- I didn’t finish before I sent that reply haha

      Whatever brings you happiness and love, while also loving the people in your life- I think that it the purpose. To share love. Even if its just on a small scale, it matters.
      If you have any other questions or anything else, feel free to look me up on Facebook.

      1. notjustablonde

        Oh! What a nice surprise & thank you SO very much! I believe what you say it true for me as well and I thank you for the affirmation! I will def look for you on FB! ❀️

  19. Golda

    Great story! So well written . It’s awesome to hear about such peace and love that awaits us – especially on crazy days ! I often tell my kids god does some crazy things and we don’t know why things happen – but one day we will be with him and can ask! Thanks for sharing !

  20. Cindy Thomas Wasinger

    Amazing testimony Jessie, I hope that writing becomes a passion for you – like your sister you have such talent. I intend to share your story so others can know the hope and love you offer them in such beautiful prose. Thank you for being the instrument of love that can change lives. You didn’t ask for this, but you took it and gave us all hope. Thank you David for being her anchor – and giving us all her guiding light.

    1. jrsawyer Post author

      Thank you! I was a skeptic who never thought much about them until I had one haha. It’s a very beautiful thing, our souls.

  21. Alissa

    Wow. Thank you for resharing this. This was beautiful. I am so glad you were brave enough to share. Love is the perfect description!

  22. David Nnaji

    Wow, like this is really breath taking, such beautiful experience but the pain is intense am guessing if I was the one I would walk into the bright light, thanks a lot for sharing this like it has helped me understood that I have not been deceiving myself about a beautiful afterlife, thanks a lot for sharing

  23. triciabarkernde

    Loved all the details! Beautifully written. I especially liked the description of your soul no longer feeling physical pain. I can relate as an NDEr myself. I remember the pain in the ER. I was left strapped to a board for 17 hours before surgery without any painkillers or anything. Leaving the body behind was a relief…but the angels…my goodness….they were amazing. Your description of the light is beautiful. I still think about that loving, happy feeling….

    Here’s my story if you are interested.
    Part I

    Part II

    1. jrsawyer Post author

      I wish I there were words to truly describe the Light, but I’m sure you know exactly what I mean.
      Thank you for your words & sharing your experience with me as well! I can’t wait to read it :))

      Sending Love!
      – Jessie

      1. triciabarkernde

        Nice to meet you:-) I know what you mean about words not being adequate. It is important that we keep trying. Writing about it is a great way for us to still stay connected to that light as well:-)

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