Deborah Fourtner

Deborah was about two and a half years old when she had the following near-death experience as a result of being pushed while jumping up and down on her bed. The following is her testimony in her own words:

As I began to fall, time slowed down to extremes. Everything was moving so slowly, it was neat. My vision then split, as I was now able to see from two different points of view. One point of view was from my eyes, of course. The other point of view, however, was from about thirty to forty feet up, looking straight down onto me. It was as if I was in the sky above the house and the roof of the house was simply not there. I could see every room and every body in the house.

As I watched from this newly gained point of view, I saw that I was still falling off the side of the bed. I saw from my eye's point of view that I was falling toward a wooden end table in the corner that was near the head of the bed. Looking at the table, I saw several items on it: a lamp, an alarm clock, a couple of paperback books, some wooden coasters, and a blue swirled glass almost full of tea which was sitting on the corner of the end table. 

Still falling, I saw that I was going to fall on the glass. Watching and not being able to do anything about it, I simply looked. I saw that the glass of tea had some ice cubes in it and that they were almost completely melted. The glass was about 2/3rds full and had a lot of condensation lingering on the sides of the glass. 

Still falling, I saw that my face was going to hit the glass. Just as the rim of the glass touched my skin, I looked into the glass to see the calm liquid vibrantly shatter and explode into my eyes as my forehead crushed onto it. From the above point of view, I saw my body continuing to fall, my head crushed through the glass and slammed into the corner of the wooden end table then onto the floor as my body's weight followed through.

(Deborah continues to fall as if in slow motion and observes her mother and sisters try to help her.)

My vision then went totally to the bird's eye view. I just watched. I remember feeling satisfied and happy, as if I was in a play or something and performed exactly as I was suppose to. But then, I felt as if I was not the only one watching. I felt that I was being watched by tens of thousands of other people. It felt creepy. Curious as to who was watching me, I turned around to look. To my surprise I saw nothing and I mean that also. I saw nothing. There was no stars, no clouds, no sky, no air even, it was simply an enormously large and vast void of nothing. I then began to fall into it, uncontrollably, and at a very fast rate.

After a couple of seconds, I could feel a tingling sensation similar to the sensation of being sprayed with a very fine mist of cold water while trying to sun bath on a really hot day. It felt rather good actually, even though it only lasted for a couple of seconds.

Still falling, I became curious about my body, so I looked down to see it. I did not see a body - not one of flesh and blood anyways. But instead, my body was made up of a bluish green colored aura of light - more green than blue. But even though it was light, it did not seem to have a source, it was simply a glow of light. I felt very familiar with it, as I remembered that it was normal, and paid it no more attention.

Several seconds later I was still falling. Everything became so clear and I was able to see for miles on end, even though there was nothing to look at. It seemed as if I was previously falling through fog and just didn't realize it. Now I was through it. The sight of the vastness of the void was breathtaking.

After several minutes, I saw in the far distance ahead of me what appeared to be a very thin line that stretched horizontally at eye level. I was falling straight toward it. Looking at it, it stretched outward on both sides for what seemed like forever in distance. The closer I fell toward it, the bigger it got, slowly stretching vertically, getting taller and taller by the second. The closer I fell toward it, the brighter it got also. 

It was pure white. It almost hurt to look at it. Falling and getting really close to it, I could begin to hear the sound of electricity as it began to hum. It sounded like a million locus's chirping their annoying fluctuating noise that they make. After a few seconds, as I was getting extremely close to it, the sounds were deafening. It sounded so awful, so loud. Looking at this great white wall of light, I couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen as soon as I hit it.

The light was so thick and bold that the wall appeared to be solid. My rate of decent never slowed. I was still falling as fast as ever. However, as soon as I did collide into it, the light simply shut off and the sound was instantly gone. The wall of light was only as thin as light itself. 

I continued to fall. After several minutes, I fell through another wall of white light, then another. I fell through about eight of them. After falling through the last one, I fell into what seemed like clouds. The only light I could see was coming from my own aura. As I fell into these clouds, my light was restricted and I could only see the fog like cloud environment around me. Several seconds later, I fell through the clouds, entering into a tunnel. I fell about one quarter of the way into its diameter. I then stopped falling. I simply floated there inside of this unbelievably large tunnel.

Looking around, I saw that a golden cast of light was coming from one end of the tunnel which sort of lit things up and highlighted the edges. Looking at the walls of this tunnel, due to the golden cast of light, I was able to see that they were made up of clouds - bubbly cotton ball type clouds.

Looking down the tunnel, in the direction opposite from where the light was coming from, I saw that the tunnel and everything that was in side of it simply faded away into the darkness. Looking at the end where the light was coming from, I saw that the tunnel was indeed very long, as I was unable to see the end from this view. 

Looking around inside of the tunnel, I noticed that there were things in it. These things were various size balls of electric fire. They were magnificent and their colors looked so lively. The closest that I have seen that even close to those colors are from the various colors that can be seen when electricity arcs through tubes of various gases, yet, it still doesn't even come close. Each ball of fire burned in its own unique set of colors and they were of all different sizes. Looking at these balls of fire, I noticed a very thin, dull, sandy gold string was attached to it and the other end was attached to another ball of fire, and so on and so forth. It seemed as if all of these balls of fire were attached to one another. Looking at one of these strings, I noticed that it appeared to be moving. Wanting a better look, I telescopically zoomed in with my vision (which also felt like a normal and natural ability).

As I zoomed in, I saw that the string was actually a row of people and the people were moving. They were not of flesh, of course, but had bodies of sandy golden dull light. I noticed that they were coming out of one ball of fire and going into another. I also noticed that there were larger souls positioned stationary along their paths. They seemed to be guiding the people to where they were supposed to go (You go here. You go there. You go to that one over there, etc..). I noticed that some would come out of one, loop around, and go right back into the one they just came out from. I also noticed that overall, everyone seemed to be generally moving toward the end of the tunnel where the light was coming from.

I then looked at the walls of the tunnel again. I was curious, so I forced myself to move closer to it. The closer I came to the walls of clouds, the more negative and afraid I felt. Unable to bare it any longer, I quickly retreated back into the tunnel, towards its center. The more that I went toward the center of the tunnel, the more positive, secure and loved I felt. This relaxed me. As I relaxed, I floated back to the spot where I originally was at. I then looked at the end of the tunnel where the light was coming from. I remember that it felt warm and comforting. This of course made me curious, so I began zooming in.

As I zoomed in, I could not believe how long this tunnel actually was. It was huge. And the amount of balls of fire that were in it, my goodness, I could not even begin to count. It had to be in the millions, at least. As I zoomed in, I looked at these balls of fire and began to realize that they were life. Each ball of fire represented a totally different and unimaginable reality. Each one was unique and each one was so different from the other. I later realized that they were actually realms of life. Each ball of fire was a different realm of life which had its own unique reality. 

I noticed that the closer I got to the end of the tunnel, the more bold and powerful the souls from these realms were becoming, having lived and experienced so much. I realized also that death was not a part of life, but rather, life was a small part of death. I have since then realized too that so many people have misguided and obscured beliefs about death, which is understandable I guess, since not many people know what is actually in death and what death is actually about. They only know life because they have no memory of anything else (There is a reason for this also).

Anyway, as I zoomed in, I finally reached the end. The end of the tunnel opened up like a flask, as if I was inside of a funnel coming out of the larger end. The tunnel opened up to a stoned brick wall. The bricks of this wall were made up of gold. I saw two very tall and slender doors in the middle, and stairs that stretched into the tunnel. I noticed that one of the doors was opened a little and this allowed me to look in. I was unable to zoom in any further, but was able to look inside.

Inside, I saw light blue fog that looked like a foggy spring morning. It looked so peaceful and rich. I noticed that the bricks were made up of transparent gold because I could see through them. However, I was not able to see beyond the wall. I noticed that as the light beyond passed through this wall of transparent golden bricks, that it cast a golden tint out into the tunnel.

Looking on the steps, I noticed that one of the really big souls had finished all of their lives and was allowed to go beyond. As he floated up to the bottom step, he manifested into flesh and walked up the stairs toward the door. He would not have been considered to be a human though - not to us here anyway. As he walked up the stairs, I watched with such pride and joy for him and he boasted with pride himself. He did, in fact, accomplish something great and deserved it.

At this time, my attention was instantly snapped back to where I was actually floating and I noticed that two of the larger guide souls were approaching me. One appeared to be very happy and the other appeared to be angry, but I felt that it not anger directed at me. They flew up behind me and began pushing me. I was unable to resist and they pushed me into a nearby ball of fire. It was one which I did not remember seeing earlier. As I entered into it, I could see sparks of electricity snapping all around me. These sparks were thicker than I was and it caused me to be a bit scared. 

As I was floating in to it, I noticed that it too had stairs. However, I knew that these stairs were not meant to be walked on. They were old, cracked and dusty. As I entered deep into it, everything became pitch black. Then images began flashing before me. These images were still images and they were flashing faster than I could keep up with. It was as if someone had set a slide projector on super high speed. I did notice that they were of ordinary things. They were images of things that most people naturally ignore, such as a broken tree limb laying next to a certain road in a specific location. Another one was a glance through some trees and seeing a valley between mountains. Another one was a pitcher of tea sitting on a kitchen table. Things like that. The second to the last picture I saw was of a young female. She was very young and very pretty. She had black (or real dark) hair. She was standing on a white porch (or balcony) watching the sunrise over the city that she lived in. She was holding my newly born baby. She seemed so sad, so lonely, so depressed that I was no longer there. I felt as if I was to die before even knowing that I had a child. I felt for her. 

The last image I saw was a castle that was golden, but dull and lifeless. It simply floated there in the middle of emptiness and darkness. I remember feeling pity for it. Then everything began to swirl which made me dizzy. I was instantly and forcibly slammed back into my body. I remember feeling sad because I did not want to return...

I am 28 years old now, living near Houston Texas.