Opening Heaven's Door by Patricia Pearson

Author:Patricia Pearson [Pearson, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-307-36015-1
Publisher: Random House of Canada
Published: 2014-04-08T00:00:00+00:00

So, what would be another way to get at this mystery? Could someone who hadn’t died, yet who’d come to that very edge, shed light on why the dying might become radiantly peaceful regardless of drug or endorphin levels?

For Kason it was the experience of the unexpected voice that began to calm her. “How was it not your own voice or thought?” I pressed. She considered the question, pushing a pale strand of hair behind her ear. Kason is in her mid-fifties now, an elegant woman whose high intelligence is warm and engaged. She understood why I was pushing her for more detail. In medical circles you don’t get to simply claim that you held yourself together during a plane crash because a voice commanded you to calm down. “Okay, it’s like you’re walking down a hall and someone comes on a loudspeaker and tells you to stop. You know it’s not you.” She studied me to see if that analogy worked. “I mean, it was that clear. I was being instructed.”

By whom? A man, a woman?

“If I were to put a gender on it, I would say it was more masculine than feminine. It was a low voice, a deep tone. It was profoundly comforting.” She spoke confidingly, as if all these years later she still couldn’t believe this crazy thing had happened.

Listening to her, I mused. Here we have the Third Man in an emergency, what the soldiers experienced at the front. Only, instead of providing guidance, the presence or voice offers strength, calm. In a rushing matter of seconds, wind howling and plane tumbling, Kason felt herself to be in an altered state of consciousness. “I was not thinking or judging or analyzing, the way one normally does.” Nor was she numb or in denial; it was “the sort of peace one gets in meditation,” she explained.

You’re in what they call a “higher mind” state, which is intuitive and receptive. I was watching the plane crash, and the nurse and I were bracing the patient, and I felt profoundly peaceful and calm. I knew there was nothing to be afraid of. I just knew it in my soul. Even if we were going to die. And I started comforting the patient, ’cause she had woken up and her eyes were looking at me, as the doctor, and I was able to now speak to her and transmit the sense of comfort. I just kept saying, “It will be okay, it’s going to be okay.”

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