Dying to Be Me by Anita Moorjani

Author:Anita Moorjani
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781401937515
Publisher: Hay House
Published: 2012-03-01T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

“Lady, whichever way I look at it, you should be dead!”

Several weeks after I was given the all clear from cancer, I was still processing everything that had happened, trying to make sense of it. I was getting used to people I knew being visibly shocked when they saw me for the first time since I'd come out of the hospital.

Although no one ever said it to my face, I knew most of them had thought I was going to die when they last saw me. They never expected to see me again. Some tried to conceal their surprise at how healthy I'd become in such a short time, but others didn't hide it so well.

“Oh my God, is that you?” my yoga teacher said, her jaw almost hitting the floor when I walked into her studio for the first time in six months. “You look amazing! I heard you were getting better, but I never realized you were this well!”

Amirah had been my yoga instructor on and off for several years, and she was a lovely person with a beautiful studio that overlooked the Victorian part of Hong Kong's central business district. She'd been aware I was sick, and as I became weaker and was unable to do many of the poses, she worked with me gently or had me just lie in the shavasana pose (this consists of lying down in total relaxation, as though asleep). When I could no longer do any other posture except shavasana, I still attended Amirah's practice because I just loved to soak in the positive energy of the class.

Finally, when I couldn't go out and was confined to a wheelchair and connected to a portable oxygen tank while being cared for at home by a full-time nurse, I stopped going to Amirah's studio.

So as soon as I was well enough to go out on my own, I wanted to walk in during the middle of a class and surprise her—and she was certainly surprised! Amirah then introduced me to the people in the practice space, not all of whom knew me. But those who did remember me were equally shocked. One lady's eyes welled up as she recalled how sick I was in the last days I attended the class. She never thought she'd see me again, yet there I was . . . all she could say was that it was a miracle.

EVERYONE I MET WAS CURIOUS TO KNOW what had happened. How did I get so much better so quickly? But I found it was very difficult to explain, and I started to realize that I didn't fully understand it myself. I just couldn't find a way to describe what I'd gone through so that others could understand. The words for such an experience didn't seem to exist, especially in English.

Then one day I received an e-mail from Anoop with a link to a website about near-death experiences, or NDEs. He'd been researching to see if anyone else had

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