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When I was about 4 or 5 years old, one of my favorite things to do was to go outside on 'trash day...
First, I had a very unusual precursor to the event...
I was doing an intense, group cross-fit workout when my cardiac arrest occurred...
I was strapped onto a T-Bar in the surgery prepping me...
I was in a place somewhere...
This experience plays back in my mind like a movie, still today...
I was drowning in a rip current...
I was in Imam REZA Haram in Mashhad and I was speaking with him in my mind (He was not physically alive at the moment)...
Many times throughout my young childhood I would wake up in the middle of the night with a feeling of extreme emotion in my chest, and found myself rising above my bed all the way to the ceiling, and would just hover there...
I was struck by a yellow pick up truck...
Prior to my experience, I attended a meditation group, I didn't feel unwell but not entirely myself...
I found myself at ceiling level, in a corner of the room...
