Eileen stumbled up the motel stairs, blinded by the despair
she felt. She carefully clutched her bag, guarding the keys
to her escape. Glancing around the hall to be sure no one would
disturb her, Eileen slowly unlocked the door to her room.
Safely inside, she began to unpack
her bag. She contemplated her plan as she systematically lined
the bottle of pills on the night stand. No one could stop
her now. She had driven out of town, registered under a false
name, and placed the do not disturb sign on her door. This
time she would make no mistakes. She would take the pills
quickly to assure that death would come before she could be
rescued. Her suicide was not a cry for help. She wanted to
die.
For the last fifteen years, Eileen
had worked hard in therapy to bring her life back together.
She was raising her two sons and had managed to complete her
masters in counseling. The painful memories of childhood abuse
had not kept her from securing a job as a college professor.
She had learned to cope with the limitations of a multiple
personality.
Unfortunately, she had recently uncovered
memories with which she could not live. Her family had subjected
her to ritualistic abuse; consequently, she had participated
and observed events that are too horrifying to describe. These
memories were more than she could bear.
Even though she was a child when these
events occurred, she considered herself evil and wanted to
die. She loved her two sons, but she felt that they would
be better off with out her. Her first suicide attempt had
failed. This time she had to succeed.
Gulping as many pills as she could,
Eileen waited for the inevitable. It was not long before she
drifted into unconsciousness, the darkness of death overtaking
her.
Suddenly the darkness opened, and Eileen
found herself standing at the end of a tunnel of light. She
moved easily through the tunnel to the other side where she
was surrounded by the most beautiful light she had ever experienced.
She was filled with the feelings of love.
Even though she was without her body,
she was conscious of her individual self. She found herself
in the Presence of God. She knew immediately she was a part
of God, and she was one with God. There was no sense of separation;
there was only God.
Eileen had committed suicide because
she believed the events in her life were unforgivable. In
this light, she discovered there was no need for forgiveness
because in God there is no judgment. She was totally loved
just as she was.
The message came for her to return
to fulfill her mission on earth. Two days later, she returned
to her body, experiencing a peace that passes all understanding.
Although there is no way to be sure, Eileen believes she died
and spent two days in the Presence of God.
Upon her return, Eileen called a friend
to ask for help. Her friend called the police, who took her
to the hospital. She was in such a state of peace that the
doctor discharged her, bypassing the usual psychiatric observation
time.
When asked what she learned from her
crisis, Eileen says she now knows she can go through anything.
She has learned that she is a part of God and that God is
all light and love. She is no longer so critical of herself
because God does not judge.
Eileen says that her life has not been
without challenges. She had to make a conscious effort to
change her thoughts, bringing them in line with what she learned
in her near death experience. She continues to use affirmations
and prayer to deprogram her old way of thinking, allowing
her to express more of her true identity as a part of God.
Marty
Varnadoe Dow, LCSW

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