Here is an exclusive excerpt from Mike Hutchison’s upcoming book…
“The Amazing Death Plunge” Part 9
By Michael Hutchison
This excerpt originally appeared in the AVS Journal, Vol. 9, #1 (Summer 2010) courtesy Nicky Van Valkenburgh, author of “Transform Your Brain, Transform Your Life”.
Since this is the true introduction to the Great Adventure about which I’m going to tell you, Galen, I often wondered later just how much brain damage I had suffered. I’m telling you the story, but is this a story told by someone who’s mentally alert, intelligent, and at the top of his game — which is how I feel, and perhaps most importantly, what the doctors said by looking at my brain scans and a variety of IQ-type tests. Read on and decide for yourself. Just like I’m going to call my being thrown over the bridge by two men — and all my “memories” of what went on during that period some kind of illusion mixed in with the real thing — so I’ll call my experiences and feelings during this period when I was dead and what came after also an illusion interwoven with perfect reality, even though I am absolutely convinced they’re the total truth.
The Experience of Being Dead
When people hear about my experience of being dead first thing they invariably ask me is
“What was it like?” I have to be amazed by their ignorance. I have no memory of being dead because I — the Mike personality — was dead! Don’t they understand what that means? For something to be experienced, there must be someone there to be the experiencer. But in my case there was no one there to be the experiencer — he was dead. I really can’t remember what it was like to be dead, since there was no one alive to experience it. I never even thought of anything, since I did not exist. Yes, I vaguely remember a feeling of great welcome, of being “home at last,” and the powerful sense of blissfulness that was so joyous I could barely stand it and I never wanted to leave it. As I emerged from death, there was some cosmic and completely impersonal sense of leaving an infinite realm of pure knowledge, perhaps some sort of Universal Consciousness, and that knowledge was that all was One. Part of what seemed to be Universal
Consciousness. Part of that sense was that All is One, Everything was The One (some might prefer the term God)—Pure Awareness—Unconditioned Consciousness, and it was all One.
Even though there was no me, no Mike, the universe was flooded with a very warm and unprecedented feeling of “Aaahhh, home. Home at last!” And the universe emanated a powerful sense of being welcome and in my true home, that would continue forever. But mostly I seem to remember that everything was One, totally, intricately interconnected, and that One was God, or Consciousness or Pure Awareness. It was odd – - I had never even believed in or thought about God, but now God was everything and I was part of it.
Actually, the universe emanated the certainty that Everything was It, The One, and it was all connected. It reminded me of a big Brain — everything was interconnected in one vast universal being, of which I was a part. It was an incredible vastness in which I did not exist, except as a part of The One.
And I never felt for a moment that a single thing was missing from this vast energy matrix–which was also total fullness, containing everything, such as life, a body, people, civilization, the earth and its characteristics, like mountains or rivers, the entire Cosmos. I don’t remember any of those – mainly because they weren’t there. It wasn’t black and it wasn’t white – there was no sense of vision at all. I was in an infinite space that spread out into eternity and was infinite in all directions. I had an awareness that everything was interconnected throughout the entire universe. There was nothing that was not connected with everything else. People, plants, stars, universes, thoughts, memories — all were connected into one thing. It was all One.
Later I realized that The One was God or Allah or whatever name you want to use for it, such as Unconditioned Consciousness or Perfect Awareness. I was at one with the One so I also extended infinitely in all directions. I was in a state of bliss.
Nor did I miss that person I once knew as Mike—I realized for the first time that Mike was simply an illusion arising out of the Source, or The One, Awareness or Consciousness. I was not I, but simply a part of Everything, and this Everything was all One — and that One consisted of everything that in this and each of the uncountable universes — it was the Source of Everything.
At every moment I felt total satisfaction, peace and Bliss that no matter how much I try to write it down I can simply find no words that come close to describing it. All of this world that we are now living in, and that we consider real, is just an illusion that is
generated by and emerges ceaselessly from The One (which includes you and me)—maybe something like solar flares the emerging from the sun, except the One is miraculously, unknowably bigger than Sun – the One extended infinitely in all directions. Once it has gone infinitely and eternally in all directions, then it continues to expand. Try to get your mind around that.
And yet in that One — if I (who did not really exist) had any feelings at all — I would have broken down into tears of joy — home at last! What amazing joy! It was like coming home from a long and brutal war and being welcomed by everyone — the war was over, now it was time for a long, endless, eternal peace.
I went to my death with no strong spiritual feelings at all. I emerged convinced that I was an inextricable part of The One. They say the kingdom of heaven is within you. But I found that I was in the kingdom of heaven! It was all One. In fact I was The One (as was everyone). I was God, just like we all are. So I guess I had a change of heart. Death will do that to you.
Copyright: Michael Hutchison, AVS Journal (2010) CA. All rights reserved.