Update on Jacob Barnett – Child Genius

Jacob Barnett

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“Think back…. way back…. to being a small child. To the thing you loved most in the world to do. Write it down, carry it with you, and try. Try to recreate that moment again in your world today. Follow it and see where it leads!” ~Jacob Barnett

If you remember, Jacob is the teenager who has moderate to severe Autism (Asperger’s Syndrome), but with the help of his mother was able to overcome his symptoms to thrive in his education. When he started out in Elementary School he was in Special Education. At that time he was uncommunicative and unable to learn – or so they thought. Now he is expected to attain his PhD in Theoretical Physics by the end of 2014.

He did a pretty amazing Teen Ted Talk which you can find on AngelicView here: “Boy Genius Diagnosed with Autism has Higher IQ than Einstein

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Dying to be Me (Part 2)

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AngelicView: Okay, as promised, here is part 2 of Anita’s story. In this part, I will post NDERF’s (Near Death Experience Research Foundation’s) interview with her. I think you are going to Love it! By the way, I have tried and tried to make all of Anita’s word appear in purple – but to no avail! They just don’t want to be purple – or any other color in particular. Sorry about that ;)

NDERF INTERVIEW

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Anita M.

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BeautifulWaterfallChina Anita M. was born in Singapore and then lived in Sri Lanka until she was 2 years old.  An ethnic Sindhi woman from India, her family then moved to Hong Kong where she grew up speaking fluent Sindhi, Cantonese and English, as well as being conversant with a multitude of cultural idioms.  Although a Hindu by birth, she was educated first in Catholic schools and then in private English schools in Hong Kong and later studied in England before returning to Hong Kong to take a senior management position for a French fashion company where she traveled all over the world using her multi-cultural, multilingual background in a variety of business and social settings. In December 1995, she married her husband and soulmate, Danny, who loves her unconditionally (and still does, despite her becoming a NDE freak now).  

In April 2002 she was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma and after nearly 4 years of battling the disease, she was taken to the intensive care unit of her local hospital in February 2006 where she was given less than 36 hours to live.  Her remarkable NDE and seeming miraculous recovery from cancer has created enormous interest and commentary on an international scale. 

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Drawing Heaven ~ Part 2

"Life Maze" by Akiane Kramarik

“Life Maze” by Akiane Kramarik

By AngelicView

My original “Drawing Heaven” article focused completely on Akiane Kramarik, back in 2012. While her artwork is out-of-this-world stunning, there are other artists out there, too, who make attempts to Draw Heaven based on their near-death experiences. So in this article, I’m going to show some of them, too. I’ll save Akiane’s newer works for the end :)

*Disclaimer – I am not trying to steal anyone’s artwork. I am only trying to share it with my readers. Every heading will reflect the name of the artist and will also serve as a link to the website where I found the art and information. If you see your art here and you do not want it here, please contact me and I will promptly remove it from AngelicView. Thank you. And thank you for sharing :)

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Application of Impossible Things

AngelicView: These are some excerpts from the book, “Application of Impossible Things”, in which the author is describing her NDE. She was a soldier and her vehicle was hit by a roadside bomb. (I have since learned that she was not a soldier, but an archaeologist who was in Iraq to manage construction contracts.)

The most fascinating part of this story, in my opinion, is towards the end when she is able to manipulate details of the injuries to the body in order to make the body livable and less damaged.

I had just closed my eyes, hand propping up my head, elbow on the door handle. It was the end of a long day of construction site visits and now only a few minutes out from base. I’d long ago quit paying attention to what was passing by outside the window and had lost track of how far we were from the rest of our security convoy. This personal security team seemed to travel with a half kilometer or more of road between wagons, and I hadn’t seen the Iraqi police escort for a while. Not knowing the two security men in the front seats well, I hadn’t chatted with them. Some men prefer to rivet their attention on the environment; they weren’t talking with each other, so I felt they might not welcome questions or comments from me. The team was running on closed mic, a stupifyingly dull way to travel in the back seat of an armored Land Cruiser, cut out of the chatter of hyper-aware security men informed by multiple sets of alert senses. As a passenger, I’d hit the familiar point of being artificially lulled into boredom. 

I was in the truck, head on hand, half asleep, and then I was not [the roadside bomb went off]. I’ll call this instantaneous movement blinking from one place to another, for lack of a better word.  

In this new environment, I stood on an oval dais looking rather intrepid in my bloody and torn fatigues, slouching a bit, dirty and darkly tan, addressing thousands of white-robed beings or personalities. They were arrayed up and all around me as if I stood in the center of a huge stadium, the dais on which I stood being perhaps twenty feet in diameter.  

The personalities were non-physical in essence, taking on form if they intended to do that for a particular purpose. I perceived the way they looked according to what I preferred for my purposes. At the time, since I had been abruptly transferred from the physical plane, it was simpler to perceive them in a human form, wearing glowing white robes.  

Most of these thousands were familiar to me, and all were my equal regardless of their admiration for my latest silly feat on earth. (How intrepid is it, really, to choose to get blown up?) I knew the Gathering to be a meeting of many groups representing a wide variety of interests and responsibilities pertaining not only directly to earth and physical universe energies but to dimensions and issues beyond. 

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What Near-Death Experiences Teach Us

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Screenshot from video

AngelicView: This was a really great presentation by David Sunfellow incorporating many of my favorite NDE stories – and some new ones, too. Wonderful for people who are new to NDE’s and for those who have been studying them for years.

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“It Was God Who Rescued Me From Myself” (Suicide NDE)

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AngelicView: Jayne was 19 years old when she tried to commit suicide. Her life seemed hopeless to her. Here is what she says about her life:

I was a street kid in Kings Cross Sydney. I was not wanted by my parents. I came from a home where there was a lot of domestic violence and child neglect and abuse. I was working as a nude model which I hated so I took drugs to overcome my inhibitions. I became promiscuous. I hated myself and my life. I had nothing to live for. I could see no future except drug addiction and maybe even prostitution.

Fortunately for her, God wasn’t giving up on her. He (and she) had big plans for her life that were not being fulfilled. So many people fall into the world of drugs and cannot get themselves out. This would not be the case for Jayne. Here’s what she says about it:

 I felt I had been kicked out of heaven. That God didn’t want me. I believed the being that sent me back was shocked to ‘see’ me therefore I had not been monitored… I later came to believe that it was God who rescued me from myself and that He was monitoring me and wanted me to know my true identity and purpose and that He loved me unconditionally.

She not only got off the drugs and out of the nude modeling world, she excelled in life – probably more than she had ever imagined in this life – but exactly how she had planned for her life. Her Other-Dimensional Helpers, as I call them, were not going to have it any other way.

Thank you, Jayne, for sharing your story with us :)

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Four Police Officers Hear Disembodied Voice Calling For Help

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By AngelicView

I imagine by now everyone has heard the story of the four police officers in Utah who were called to a back-country river by a fisherman who found a car upside down in that river.

Yesterday I saw an article that included a video (I think the video said “Channel 5 Fox News”) that interviewed the police officers that were involved in the rescue. Of course, today – when I’m going to post about it – I can’t find that video anywhere. According to that interview (from my memory), when the police officers arrived on the scene and saw the car there in the water, they took into account the likelihood that the occupants (if there were any) would probably be dead, the danger of hypothermia to the rescuers, and the needed equipment to bring the car right-side-up and out of the water. But while they were standing there and talking and thinking about these things, four (get that – four) police officers heard cries for help. That put them into motion to get to whoever was in that car. What they didn’t know at the time was that while the driver of the car was deceased, the baby inside the car (who was strapped to her carseat and hanging upside-down over the icy river) was still alive.

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“It Was Like Being at Home With the Whole of the Family of Creation”

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AngelicView: Ana Cecilia had severe Streptococcal infection in fluids around her heart that stemmed from a previous recent heart surgery only ten months after giving birth. They performed surgery to remove some of the infected fluids from around her heart and lungs. But what set the wheels of her NDE in motion was a badly-fitted ventilator tube that cut her off from air-flow. Terrible? Yes! For her family and friends. But not for her. For Ana Cecilia, this was the best experience of her life. I find it interesting that her “tunnel” was actually a tree where she entered into the trunk of the tree and floated upward – inside of it – and was able to see different levels or different areas of Creation. After that, she had an experience where she saw two Angels at her bedside.  Thank you, Ana Cecilia, for sharing your story with the world.

My body hangs onto life in spite of being weak, infected, recently operated on, and deprived of oxygen, to maintain life. My body isn’t easily overcome and makes the final force to manage to survive.

They tried the procedure once more, and weren’t able to free the tube, maybe because it was badly positioned. Then the dizziness started and I began to lose consciousness and the body began to surrender. I stopped breathing and almost immediately my heart stopped. Then, I left.

Suddenly I opened my eyes and I felt totally liberated, I saw myself in a hospital gown, and the doctors around my body trying to resuscitate me. I saw  how they were busily moving from one place to another, each time smaller and more distant. The sensation was strange because I felt myself complete integral and without doubt I saw my inert body front of me. I floated alone. And no-one tried to hold down my painful legs and arms. The relief was enormous. I couldn’t control that which had happened, I let go. Then, there began the most wonderful journey.

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Dancing Past the Dark ~ Are You Afraid of Death?

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AngelicView: Nancy Evans Bush, author of “Dancing Past the Dark”, had a DNDE (Distressing Near Death Experience) during childbirth which she describes as “terrifying”. She now writes on whether or not she is afraid of death. You can find the description of her experience in “Dancing Past the Dark – Part 2“. This post comes directly from her blog.

Months have gone by since my last post. Months, since I confidently promised a conclusion to my answer to Tomas’s question, “Are you afraid of death”? It’s been months.

People wonder (with reason) whether anyone who has had a distressing NDE will be terribly afraid of death. Because the usual response is an uncompromising  “yes,” I was really, seriously trying to figure out my answer. In the first responding post I talked about my realization that there are ways in which we are all afraid, because we’re hardwired to repel death. In the second part I went over why I am not afraid of the hell that most people mean when they ask the question, “Are you afraid of death?” Part three was to be my personal answer. I said it would have something to do with Carl Jung. But it’s been months. Why? 

Am I afraid of death? I don’t know.

The not-knowing dumped me into a royal case of writer’s block, which had begun to feel permanent. However, perhaps astrological lineups have changed; for whatever reason, today I seem ready to tackle an answer.

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