near death experiences
My first Porch Light Profile is about New York Times best selling author Anita Moorjani. I chose her because her book, Dying
There is no need for the good man or woman to fear death. To regret it, yes. For there is so much that is yet to be done. But fear it? No. The great adventure of life will continue.
In her book, Real Happiness, my meditation teacher, Sharon Salzberg writes, "The light still illuminates the room and banishes
Emily Goddard's "When Death Leaves His Mark" celebrates body diversity and shatters stigma.
Neuroscientists, like myself, are asking questions about the essential characteristics of consciousness, and the extent to which it is dependent on activity in the brain.
Seconds in lore are splendid. We've heard that love is better the second time around, factory seconds are almost as good as factory firsts and everyone deserves a second chance, but a lot of heartache, anxiety and brushes with death have been the result of giving people a second thwack at the piñata.
Dr. Jeffrey Long studied the stories of 3,000 people who have had near death experiences.
Chirup The final art took months to complete. Every day that I sat down to paint, I put on the cancer bracelet that Meghan's
For days, she sat and remained with her experience. What does make sense? The simple presence of life itself spoke to her
"If a cat has nine lives, I think I’ve used a few."
My life has been irrevocably changed by the irresponsibility of a driver who refused to pull over when she knew she was uncontrollably drowsy -- and that stays with me every day. Still, unlike four years ago, I no longer feel there is no future.
The Book Doctors: Why did you decide to do something as ridiculous as write a book? DD: Keep writing. It's how you get better
We emerge through a birth canal from our mother, and indigenous tradition is to return us to our spiritual Mother, the Earth
My brother was 4 years old at the time when I saw in him the faith of a child. We went as a family to watch my other brother's basketball game. I looked over and he looked "off." He had a panicked and confused look on his face. My mom immediately recognized the expression.
Giving up control to a power greater than ourselves is the point. It doesn't matter what we call it -- God is of course the most popular name for it, although it has gone out of fashion with the horrible things done in this name. The point is, this power lies in the surrender.
I went on a massive journey to make myself a better man. As you go the universe goes. When I hated myself, I blamed my parents
I was an atheist who died and discovered I was wrong. A "straight-A" kid willing to worship only the preachings of scientific method, finding all religion and spiritual mumbo jumbo to be a crock o' shit. That is, until I stopped breathing.