Near-Death Experiencers from our own group, Chicago IANDS, will tell their stories and discuss them with the audience.
Jack Bonczyk, 53, had his NDE in 1972 as a result of having a car fall on him, which broke his spinal column. He had been under the car, preparing it for an interview with Hot Rod magazine. One of the supports collapsed and the car fell on Jack. He was taken to the hospital, had surgery, and was expected to die. After the operation. he flatlined for about 4 minutes. While the medical team feverishly worked to revive him, Jack woke up in the corner of the room watching them, listening to the talk about what they were going to do. \“ I suddenly realized I was in the corner watching them and I was the one in bed. \”
\“The next thing I knew I was falling down a well shaft. At first I tried to stop myself. I saw bright light and I realized I was dying. I knew I was headed to a soft and comfortable place. And I knew everything would be fine. I let go and started to fall faster. Looking back was horrible—the world is filled with such mean people. Meanwhile I dropped for what seemed like four hours. I woke up in the hospital room, three days later. \”
Jack was in the hospital for two years. Initially, he was paralyzed from the chest down, but while in the hospital, he learned how to talk to the cells in his body and gradually released the paralysis. After seven years of working on this, he had released the paralysis down to the mid-calf. He still wears braces on both ankles so he can walk. He is now a commercial airline pilot.
Catherine Chiesa, 69, is the mother of three (one deceased) and grandmother of five. In 1957, as she was about to deliver her first child, she suddenly found herself \“way far out\” in a bright illuminated tunnel. \“It was effervescent—so beautiful and peaceful. The feeling of being completely safe —and HOME. I kept trying to reach out more. It was as though I could touch this main Source of Power. It felt like God or Jesus.
The space was so vast, I can\'t describe it. Then I heard a voice say \'You have to go back. You have a little boy. It is not your time.\' Disappointment could not describe what I felt. I did NOT want to go back at all! I found myself descending, floating back into my body in the hospital—and I was back. I knew I couldn\'t tell others about this because everyone would think I was crazy. But now, when so many others have also experienced this I can share. It is such a blessing.\”