58 People Who “Died” And Came Back To Life Share What They Saw On The Other Side

Overwhelming peace and happiness. A bright airy and floating feeling. I live a very stressful life. Imagine finding out the person you have had a crush on reveals they have the same feelings for you and then you win the lotto later that day - that was the feeling I had.

I never feared death afterwards and am relieved when I hear of people dying after suffering with an illness.

This thread really makes me feel relief as I am fighting cancer now but don’t know if I’ll make it. I’m not scared of dying but I am sad thinking of leaving my 3 young kids behind. I’m only 39 and my youngest is still 10. My oldest is 16. It’s really sad for everyone now. Hopefully I can die peacefully and show my family everything is going to be alright.

Black void. Peaceful. No body, but felt as if I was floating on my back in the ocean. Lots of waves. I knew I died, but knew everything would be ok. Was there maybe 20-30 seconds, but felt like a few minutes. Then I jolted alive.

Edited to add: I’ve never been in an isolation tank, but I think that the experience would be similar. Ever since I haven’t been scared of death, but I’m still terrified by the means of it.

Nursing in the ICU, we’ve had people try to die on us many times during the years, some successfully. One guy stood out to me. His heart stopped. We called a code, are working on him, and suddenly he comes to. We hadn’t vented him yet, so he was able to talk, and he started screaming, “don’t let them take me, don’t let them take me, they are coming”, he was scared and yelling. Then he yelled a little more, as we tried to calm him down, he screamed, “no, no,” and gestured towards the end of the bed, and died again. We didn’t get him back. It was seriously creepy.
We called his son to tell him the news, and the son said basically, “good, he was a SOB,”.

My sister died and said it was extremely peaceful. She said it was very loud like a train station and lots of talking and she was stuck at this area that was like a curtain with lots of beautiful colors (colors that you don’t see in real life according to her) a man told her “he was sorry, but she had to go back as it wasn’t her time.”.

I was laying on the operating table, the beeping of the machines slowly faded away, and the room plunged into darkness. I could feel myself drifting away from my body, an eerie sensation of weightlessness enveloping me. Suddenly, I found myself in a realm of vibrant colors and swirling mists.



There, I met a council of beings made entirely of light, each radiating a different hue. They communicated with me not through words, but through pure thoughts and emotions. They showed me the history of the universe, from the birth of stars to the formation of galaxies, in the blink of an eye.



But the most astonishing part was when they presented me with a choice – a choice to return to my earthly life or to explore the mysteries of the cosmos. I was tempted by the unknown, but the thought of my family brought me back. With their guidance, I descended through a tunnel of swirling energy and woke up in the operating room, gasping for breath.



I can't fully explain the overwhelming emotions I experienced during that journey, but I know that there's more to existence than meets the eye. It's a story that still haunts me to this day, a glimpse into a world beyond our understanding.

Not really the question but I have had my two grandfathers pass away recently, both on their deathbed have said their mothers were there to take them.

My dad died for a couple minutes around 2015. He said he was driving his truck on the freeway, no traffic, just cruising. He came to when he heard one of the doctors calling his name.

When he passed away five years ago, he was left brain dead. I told him it was okay to go and to just drive his truck.

Not my story but I think about it a lot.

Years ago I knew a guy who was working at a theater in New York in the 90's. Someone broke in to rob the place and stabbed him in the neck, if I remember true he was clinically dead for something like nine minutes before being resuscitated.

He told me he felt his consciousness slip into an alternate universe where he didn't die, that he did not make it in his original world and now lives here.

You could chalk that up to a lot of things of course, but the eeriest part was his absolute and almost casual surety of it. When I asked a follow-up it wasn't a matter of "that's what I believe" it was "that's what happened." I often find myself wondering if any of us ever really die and we're not just falling through the multiverse.

That's usually a post-w**d edible musing.

I lost my Dad to taking his own life in 2021 after he battled a few years of terminal illness and I often wonder how he would have felt and if he was at peace. Reading these stories being me great comfort, thank you for sharing.

A couple of months after he passed I had a vivid dream where I was driving and he came to see me to tell me he was doing okay, afterwards I dropped him off back into a dark void.

I also have a particular smell that comes up every now again that I associate with my godmother who passed away when I was younger. That smell was present at my Dad’s memorial. Little things like that, and the dreams, definitely make me believe that our loved ones who have passed are around us in some form.

Didn’t see, but heard a voice that sounded at best description ‘like a really angry howling wind’ yelling at me that it wasn’t my time yet. Scared the hell outta me, I can still hear it like it happened yesterday.

Mind you……I had tried to hang myself in the hall closet of my apartment in 2017 after my ex fiance passed by taking his own life two states away, nobody else in the house except for a dog. I woke up in my bedroom two rooms away covered up with a blanket from the living room (also two rooms opposite).

My grandmother ( who none of us ever knew...she died in 1930). She told me to go back. I was in a coma for 2 weeks.

I was in a gray fog with a girl who looked a lot like a young version of my grandmother (who was still alive) but dressed like a pioneer in the 1800s she didnt say anything but kept pulling me towards an opening in the wall. I kept refusing to go because I was so tired. I finally got tired of her nagging and went and thats when I came to. I had bled out during a c section and my heart could not beat without blood. They had to deliver the baby, sew up the bleeders. refill me with blood before they could restart my heart so, like, at least 12 minutes gone.

More of a near death experience. I was electrocuted. i felt like i was in a deep hole looking straight up in the sky. My life flashed before me. Felt sad for my family, but I had a deep sense of peace.

I believe I died and came back once. I don't remember anything. I bled so bad and was alone 13 hours. I lost consciousness. When my family found me I had already woke up. The EMT's said they had no idea how I lived. I had such blood loss. My daughter was with some friends. She was two. They said earlier that day she gazed up and pointed saying "there's mommy, go get her.
I remember no NDE. I think I wasn't supposed to remember.

My spouse was dead for a couple of minutes one miserable night. She maintains that she saw nothing, but only heard people talking about her like through a wall. The only thing she remembers for absolute certain was begging an ER nurse that she didn't want to die.

She's quite alive and well today.

I've posted this before but I always like to chime in on these kinds of threads.


Does near death count? I had a blood pressure of 60/40 and a 104°+ fever and was out of consciousness for a solid three days in the critical care unit in 2005 after I contracted bacterial endocarditis as a result of low immunity and a heart defect.


I spent those days floating above my hospital bed, looking down at the room; my body, nurses checking on me, visitors.
When I came to, days later, I could recount exactly who had been to visit me, who had stayed the night in the room with me and conversations they had between each other while I was out.


While I was floating, it was warm and there was no pain, not even gravity to hold my limbs down. Although I knew that was my body below me with all the tubes and wires coming out of it, I was at peace with the situation. All of my anxieties were gone.


There was no tunnel of light or dead family. Just me attached to my physical body by a thin silver ethereal cord in a state of total bliss.

edit: switched diastolic and systolic. I was around 60/40 when I lost consciousness before my near death experience.

I was in the hospital when it happened and I “died” for a few seconds, maybe up to 30 seconds I don’t remember how long exactly. This was over a decade ago. I was brought back with adrenaline.

All I can remember is seeing a stone slab and hearing something like a wall crumbling. I don’t know how else to explain it. It was a plain square edged stone slab and I couldn’t (or don’t remember) seeing the other side of it, it was enormous from what I gather. It might have stood 4 feet tall. I don’t recall seeing anything else other than this gray stone slab and hearing that sound. It was an instant of time to me.

Edit: it wasn’t a door, it was a platform. There was no one standing on it. There were no other people.

My sister, around 6 years of age that time, drowned at our local pool. Basically when she was recovered from the water, she had no pulse and was very blue, also wouldn't spit out water after the rescuers did basic life support and mouth to mouth. She was brought to a nearby hospital and that saved her life.

While in the hospital, our aunt was talking with her, asked her if she remembered anything while she was unconscious (she was unconscious for probably 2 days). She said she saw a white place, with 2 figures waiting for her around 10 meters ahead, when she went near, one of the figures looked like a person wearing a jabawockee mask and the other looked like a guy fawkes mask but black. The jabawockee said to her she could go on ahead if she liked the ambiance of the place but the guy fawkes one said she could go back home as her time is still not yet up. She then took the guy fawkes advice and when she woke up, she was already there in the hospital.


Still confused if that was legit or just some imaginative ramblings of a preschool kid, it happened nearly 20 years ago, I was 8 years old that time and probably missed some small details but that's all the gist of her story.

Nothing. Just a doctor standing over me saying they had to abort the surgery and then laughing when the first thing I said was "ugh that sounds expensive".