near death experiences

Text and images © Sue Shanahan. All rights reserved. www.sueshanahan.com In my phone conversation with Anita, she assured
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.
I was still very groggy but the doctors told me that I had a serious heart infection called endocarditis. Strep C bacteria
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.
Discovering what the flowers I had painstaking painted symbolized gave me a new understanding of the aphorism "God is in
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.
Fifteen minutes after the query letters went out, my email inbox was flooded. I had over 35 requests for the book proposal
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 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.