If anybody says dogs don’t go to heaven…

Once upon a time I read a book written by a woman who claimed to have died (unwitnessed) and gone to heaven.  I was willing to suspend disbelief until she stated the following~ only True Christians go to heaven.

My Christian friends will have to forgive me, but when I read those words I knew she was full of shit.

Anyone who has had an NDE, a Near Death Experience, will tell you heaven is not exclusive.

I’m Jewish, among other things.


I was part of a study about NDEs in children and adolescents.  I was asked a question, a silly question, which made no sense to me at the time.

The grad student doing the interview asked, “Do you wear a watch?”

I said, “No.”

She asked, “Why not?”

I said, “Because they just stop working.  They break after a few weeks.”

She asked, “What do you mean, they break?”

I said, “Well, they quit working. I went through nursing school without a watch because they kept breaking.  When I graduated from nursing school my aunt gave me a really nice Swiss watch.  Within six weeks it stopped working.  I took it in to be fixed twice, but the watchmaker couldn’t find anything wrong with it, so…”

She asked, “Did you buy another watch?”

I said, “I bought a couple of cheap watches, they broke too.  I’m a nurse, but I don’t wear a watch.  I depend upon wall clocks when I take vital signs.”

I learned later that people who have experienced NDEs all say the same thing~ They don’t wear watches.  Watches break or just stop working.

Weird, huh.  As far as the significance goes, your guess is as good as mine.

So yes, NDEs… I remember everything that happened when I was dead.

I remember when I was dead everything made sense– but if you ask me ‘what’ made sense I couldn’t tell you.  Maybe it was like this– I had no more questions.

I remember what I was told before I came back.

Yes, I left my body.  I watched everything happening below me.  I didn’t care about my body, it was nothing more than an empty shell.  I cared about my sisters.  I was sorry they had to see me die.

I was pulled away by ‘someone’.  He didn’t identify himself but he was very familiar to me.  We surfed on a wave of light and I remember reaching the speed of light and crossing over.  Before we reached the speed of light, I could still differentiate ‘things’.  Once we crossed over a threshold, all things became one thing and nothing at the same time.

I saw God~ I’ll describe Him tomorrow if you really want a description.  I saw what I suspect is His other aspect, like two sides of the same coin.  I saw heaven.  I saw what I can only describe as hell.

My companion stayed with me the entire time.

I didn’t want to come back here.  I begged to be allowed to stay, but I wasn’t dead enough.  And so I was sucked back into my body– which was the only time I experienced fear.  Claustrophobia would be a more apt term for what I felt.

I was sucked back in and smacked against the inside of my skull.  Panic stricken, I struggled inside my body. The man with me smoothed me into my limbs.  He sort of melded me into myself.

And then I felt pain.

There’s a baseball player whose father had an experience almost identical to mine.  Can’t remember any names, but when I read his account I recognized it as truth.

All right, that’s enough for now.  I am still super tired and have re-writes staring at me.

Be well.  Julia

P.S.  Thanks to the men and women in our Armed Forces and our Veterans everywhere.





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19 Responses to If anybody says dogs don’t go to heaven…

  1. I often say I don’t believe in any of the gods, but then I read stories like yours, and I believe it completely. I concede that it is a bit of a conflict, but that is okay. I can choose to both believe and not believe, because if I couldn’t, then I wouldn’t be much of a fiction writer, would I?

  2. Tom Stronach says:

    Well, still have issues with god and heaven and hell but I can relate to the out of body experience as I too have had one although I hadn’t been involved in an accident nor had I been unwell.

    I had just taken on my first major contract after going into business for myself. T in the Park http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/T_in_the_Park in Scotland a major UK music festival. My company was in London and I had been involved inlets of music concerts with Health and Safety and I had been recommended to them. They invited me up to Edinburgh and offered me a contract on the spot, organising and managing the car parks for them, the one thing that had caused them a problem over the years and would be the one area where the local authority would eventually refuse them a license on. At the end of it the Police Superintendent in charge of the policing operation said it was the best run operation they had ever had, I was invited back, but turned it down …

    At one point in the weekend event, incidentally and is normal for these things the heavens opened up andw turned the event into a mud bath, the five car parks were in fields, as was the event, and I nearly lost two people to hypothermia, the operation was for the week, for some reason I got so stressed that during a briefing to my senior staff I stopped in mid sentence and the next thing I know I am floating above my body looking at myself and the team and my actual body was standing pointing at the map, unspeaking. My deputy took hold of my arm, every one was staring at me, he sat me down on a chair, and bless, never mind the boss, we will deal with him later, and he took over the briefing.

    It was, at the time quite frightening as even in the Army, under fire and in other stressful situations, and I have had many, have I experienced anything like it before, or since. It lasted about five minutes and I literally saw myself floating back down and into myself and suddenly I was looking at everything from my normal perspective again. By then Andy had finished the briefing, shooed the team out of the ports cabin and called in the medic who of course couldn’t find anything wrong with me, that was around 1999 or 2000

  3. Amber Skyze says:

    The watch experience is strange at best and now I have chills. My middle daughter had a NDE experience when she was 14. She’s never spoken about what if anything she seen or remembers, but she doesn’t wear watches. The few she had stopped working. Hmmm. I’ll have to ask her some day if she has a story.
    Glad you were brought back to us.

  4. Penelope says:

    Julia, do you think your experience made you appreciate life on earth more? Or was it just a glimpse to the future? I’m a firm believer in making our life on earth our “heaven” and not waiting for something better to come along. Even if this life is brief.

  5. Wow! There’s not much I can say about this post. Truly, it’s fascinating. And I had never heard the part about people with NDEs having their watches stop. I may have to use that in a book some day.

  6. Very interesting experience, Julia. Thanks for sharing. My husband’s grandmother had the experience of being above the emergency room during a heart attack and watching everything. She said she didn’t want to come back either.

  7. Brinda Berry says:

    I read your blog posts from my email. I read them all from my iPhone and rarely comment. I apologize for not commenting. I thank you for being a blogger with interesting, introspective, honest posts. I hope to someday blog about meaningful subjects. You make me laugh and sometimes cry. Thanks for all your posts.

  8. anny cook says:

    Weird. I don’t think I’ve ever had an NDE. But I’ve never been able to wear a watch much longer than two or three days without it stopping. Interesting.

  9. Very interesting, Anny. I think you secretly straddle both sides of the fence!

  10. Hey Brinda. Had to pull you out of my spam folder. Thank you. Sometimes I wish I would simply blog about nonsense because I think I’m pretty boring!

  11. Oooh, very interesting Stephanie. I know exactly what she’s talking about.

  12. Hi Michael, thanks for stopping by. The watch thing – if you use it, let me know so I can read the story!

  13. Hmmm, well Penny I certainly love life. We do make a whole lot of our own heaven and hell on earth. I think this, and this is why we don’t know anything for sure~ You have to live your life and do the right thing regardless of hope of reward or fear of punishment. In other words live your life as if what you do here matters because it does.

  14. Really interesting, Amber. Maybe ask her one day. I rarely talked about it – not for years – because I figured nobody would believe me.

  15. Wow, Tom. Sounds like you experienced what psychiatrists call depersonalization. You were outside yourself watching yourself. Doctors really have no good explanation aside from stress. However it can also happen with the use of hallucinogenic drugs or herbs, which is why shamans and native healers often use these drugs.
    The difference is, at least from my perspective, if you separate your soul from your body prematurely it’s disconcerting at best. This is why LSD and I don’t get along. It’s also why, in native cultures, a drug induced state of depersonalization is always guided. Too scary and freaky otherwise.

  16. Brian, I think believing and not believing are just fine. You can’t prove the existence of an afterlife or God and that’s how it should be.

  17. Diana Stevan says:

    Julia, you are far from boring. I am always entertained by your writing. Thank you for sharing your experience. It’s that kind of mystery that as you say keeps us guessing about an afterlife. My grandmother had a NDE and talked about it. Felt she couldn’t die as she had children to take care of. She bargained with God. I often wondered whether her story was true or a dream.

  18. Diana, I suspect she was telling the truth. I tried to screaming at him but it didn’t work. He sent me back anyway. ;)

  19. Sandra Cox says:

    OMG, Julia. Want an experience. I wasn’t aware of the watch thing. Fascinating. Can’t wait to hear tomorrow’s blog.