I was interviewing the last of three people who told me they had died, when I noticed they were all saying the same thing.
Their accounts of the other side differed in nearly every detail. One had been guided through an unearthly realm by a young woman on a butterfly’s wing. Another had communicated with a man who had died years before. The third was met by angels in an operating room. What they had in common was that while recounting their experiences, they had the same gentleness in their eyes and a poised confidence about the nature of death and the meaning of life.
