Our Story
The real story of our lives begins with our
Spiritual Awakening.
Linda’s Spiritual Awakening began 45 years ago during her Near-Death experieince.
Spiritual awakening doesn’t have a specific time or event, but rather it’s a gradual process that often begins with a person questioning their existence and seeking meaning, potentially triggered by major life events or spontaneously like Linda's did with her Near-Death experience.
This is Linda’s story in her own words:
“I had a near-death experience that led to my spiritual awakening. Nowadays, many of you are familiar with the concept of NDEs, as it has become more mainstream. Movies like the 2014 film “Heaven is for Real, “ which tells the story of a young boy who claimed to have helped to spread awareness of NDEs. As a result, more people now believe that these experiences are real.”
45 years ago, it was difficult to share my Near-Death experience with others. People often believed that I had hallucinated due to the drugs that were given to me during my surgery. However, I knew that my experience was not a hallucination, as I was able to recall every detail of it, including my fear of being buried alive. In later years, scientific studies have shown that people who recall their NDEs have clear and precise memories of these experiences.
According to Wikipedia, Near-Death experiences (NDEs) are events that occur during a life threatening situation, such as a heart attack, blunt force trauma, asphyxia, or shock. Roughly one in ten patients who suffer from cardiac arrest while in the hospital experience an NDE like I did during my gallbladder surgery in 1980.
In short, my heart stopped beating for six minutes and the doctors pronounced me dead. A nurse, who was an empath, was sitting beside me, heard my voice telepathically screaming, “I am still alive!” The nurse quickly held a mirror to my mouth and called a code blue. The doctors arrived again and this time they used electric paddles and a resuscitator to revive me.
I thanked my lucky stars for this time it worked. As my body began to feel alive again, I heard my own voice say, “my work is not yet finished.” They say that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.
My Spiritual Awakening
My spiritual awakening happened as I looked back and saw my body as if it were someone elses’s. My soul continued through a tunnel filled with the brightest electrifying blue white light I had ever seen, yet my eyes never flinched. I didn’t realize it then; I was going through the veil of unconsciousness to the other side.
Some people would call the other side the afterlife. Most people with Near-Death experiences will tell you the first thing they see when they pass over is their loved ones who passed before them. I did see my loved ones but not first. I first saw a hall filled with “my records!”
Everything felt surreal and real, close and far yet new, at the same time. When my heart stopped for six minutes, it was equivalent to six thousand years on the other side. A moment passed, and a wave of immense calmness draped over me. I realized my records of my past, present, and future were being activated within my Conscious Mind Field.
One thing I know without a doubt, I now have a conviction that death is not the end, but rather a transition. And on that day so long ago, I lost my fear of death and learned to live life to the fullest!
Tom’s Spiritual Awakening started 53 years ago during a trip to Chechen Itza, Mexico
Spiritual Awakening and How I Got There
I intended to show the difference between breaking out of early childhood programming and a true spiritual awakening. Many of us knew early on in our youth that the upbringing and education we were subjected to was not what we wanted. In my case, I became a rebel. I rebelled against almost all religious, parental, social, cultural, and political authority figures.
I broke many rules, yet I had the illusion of becoming myself. There were consequences to this rebellion. I became a poor student, just barely graduating from high school and struggling in college. Along came the Vietnam War, and of course, I was a draft resister and divinely lucky to be accepted into the Peace Corps four days before my scheduled induction in the army.
My Peace Corps experience greatly benefited me because it came my alternate service when I applied for conscientious objection, volunteers are often the most significant beneficiaries because it takes a person out of their reality and opens up a whole new way of looking at life. This is still not an awakening.
It is more of breaking out of the shell that was our ridged blueprint. In my case, I was developing ego based on my experiences. Along with this followed the study of Yoga, and a willingness to experiment with “recreational drugs and hallucinogens.” Much to my surprise, this was also not an awakening.
When people get high unnaturally and out of their body, holes are created in the aura, allowing very complex, unhealthy energy to enter. Now, you have to spend a lot of time detoxing.
On returning to the United States, some friends and I traveled to the Yucatan peninsula in Mexico, where we explored the pyramid, particularly Chechen Itza. One afternoon, my friends chose to explore independently while I was drawn to climbing all the steps to the top of the pyramid. Much to my surprise the top of the pyramid was a large, flat area with an altar and walls, creating a labyrinth with an altar in the center.
There was no one around when I was at the top of the pyramid. Something made me step out of my sandals, slide onto the altar, and lay on my back. Deep breathing began, and I raised my knees and legs, starting with a shoulder stance. My elbows and hands propped me up as I extended my feet and toes into the sky. I had no sense of time or place when suddenly an electric energy entered my feet, down my legs to my shoulders, and back up to top. I no longer felt a physical body, only the electricity pulsing up and down. The parallel charge swirled around my shoulders, spiraled down to my hips, and then a third spiral around my ankles.
I felt at that point I became total energy. It is hard to say how long I held this position. I remember gently lowering myself, flat on the alter, and opening my eyes, only to see a large group gathered at a distance. It was some guided tour, and a woman of some status in the group approached me as I swung my legs off the altar to slip on my sandals.
She spoke softly and said that the tour guide told them that Legend has it that a god would appear as a blond-haired, blue-eyed, bearded being who would restore the prominence of the original culture. Are you that person? Oh no, I am a tourist, just like you.
I felt like I needed to get out of there quickly, so I turned around one of the pillars and noticed an opening with signs, do not enter, and I moved inside along a corridor to another passageway to another, as if I knew where they would lead. There was no light, yet I could see and in a short time, I was out of the pyramid, walking to the bus stop where I agreed to meet my friends. They were concerned when they saw locals point at me; some even said the lightning storm never comes at this time of the year, and it began to rain.
This is a spiritual awakening! I did not call it that at the time. Because of my resistance to the implications, it took me nearly 30 years to understand my experience. My most precise understanding came when I met Linda Sylvester, teaching at a holistic healing center. That is where our story begins.