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  1. I honestly feel so much love and deep respect but as well great gratitude for Jeff just being the very kind & humble person that he is, sharing his experience with us.
    Such a profound man, with such challenging experiences and deeply painful losses yet so inspiring, meaningful, essential, uplifting that I'm filled with such joy and contentment for having the gracious opportunity to listen to his EXPERIENCE THANKS SO MUCH JEFF – for all that you share with all of us, for the great Blessing that you simply ARE…..😊🥰👌👍❤

  2. If we are all divine and all God then why do we commit so many evil and even heinous acts? Moreover, where does all the brokenness in the world come from? There's a different, more complete answer to Jeff and Jeff's inclination that we all have value. The bible says we are made in the image of God, and we therefore have immense inherent value. At the same time we have a disease called sin, we commit wicked acts. We are not god. If we are god then the universe is doomed, just look at all that's occurred on this earth. Sure, man has done some truly altruistic things; but are the people who make up a nation who commit genocide included in this definition of "god"? Moreover, who's gonna pay for all the evil that's occurred? This generation is sheltered in that we don't understand the good in wrath and justice. If you'd experienced genocide, or the innocent murder of a loved one, you might understand better our innate desire for someone to be held accountable for evil.

  3. 26:40 “The primary reason for every experience is for you to help someone else! You get the secondary benefit of personal growth!”. lololol. You go through personal growth experiences not for you, but in order to help others through their troubled times!

    Wow! That is exactly the attitude I have been living for a few decades now… after hitting bottom each time, I would console myself that at least I now knew what that felt like for others and could be there for them in some way with a word, or just my connection to their feelings and thoughts.

    This has really helped me go through those tough times!! Thank you!

  4. It is really hard being in bed, crying with CPTSD because I have no money, no friends, a chronic disease and no idea how to get up, having tried to talk to spiritual guides many times with no answer, and listening to this people saying "ask what can I do for someone else today and you will get a spiritual experience". How on earth am I supposed to help anyone in this state? I am asking the guides to send me a friend. To send me a hug. To send me energy to get up. I dont understand the price of having to get up to help someone else to hear from them. I have been helping everyone my whole life and I have been abused over and over. I would love for them to take me to the other side, but not even that. I get nothing, no help of any source. Can anyone explain to me how this works please? I haven idea what I am supposed to do.

  5. Jeff, I am so delighted to find this video! I am the person who knew you in New Jersey when you were a little kid! I have re-read your book and wish so much that I could have "lunch" with you. I admire your deep spiritual nature and long for others in my world to share my ideas with. I have not had a NDE, although when I was young I had an OBE but I didn't know what that was. I do have a question for you; are you still LDS? Do your experiences conflict with the doctrine? I wish you well and hope that someday we will be able to meet.

  6. I’d be interested to hear the sceptic/materialistic response to this one. Would they try and argue that the two Jeffs quietly got together all those years ago and cooked this up between them? Then kept up the con for the next two decades?! If so, that would have to be one of the weirdest and most pointless grifts in human history. I mean….there’s got to be much easier ways to make money or grab people’s attention than doing it this way. For the record, I’m 44 years old, I’ve been an atheist for at least a decade and have NEVER experienced any kind of spiritual or transcendental event. But, I find it impossible to casually dismiss or sneer at the experiences of people such as Olsen and O’Driscoll. There’s something going on at the time of death which defies our physical, modern scientific explanations. And I’m still struggling to get my head round that.

  7. A tall man wearing a white robe, long white hair and beard, blue eyes, suddenly appeared in the construction elevator in Dallas at Presidents Executive Health Club in 1985 and the first thing he said was, "Don`t go to the Texxas Jam concert!" He told me I would be stabbed to death. Why I was warned of this is a mystery to me but I didn`t go. When I asked who he was he said he`d committed every sin and was sent back to help people. He was able to stop time and we talked for a long time. So there`s a lot more going on than people realize. People should pay a LOT more attention to stories like this.

  8. I love these talks, but someone needs to be on audio/mic control, because you can hear the microphone rubbing on his beard, and it's SUPER distracting…

  9. We all make mistakes and sin sometimes. But, some people are truly evil, and I can't imagine that they'd be welcome with open arms as this man was when he was holding his son and felt the love and warmth of God. How do they reconcile what they've done? Is there truly a hell for the unrepentant evil ones?

  10. I lost my father to dementia on August 20th 2022 almost a year ago today. He was several months shy of his 100th birthday. He died in my arms at hospital. I was his full-time carer for 12 years. I had lived with him all my life. During his life, I never heard my father speak of anything spiritual, no mention of Heaven, not until his final days. During the last four days of his month-long stay at hospital, I stayed with him in his room 24/7, never leaving his side. I kept a journal, detailing his final hours. Here are my notes from that journal which I used for my eulogy at his funeral:

    His voice is veiled as he asks me to help him to stand up, he wants to go home.

    "Help me stand up" he says, "I want to go home. My mother will be wondering where I am!"

    Even if I could help him to stand up, he is so physically weak and depleted now, that I think we both would fall.

    Late yesterday afternoon, when I was about to leave him for the day, I asked him if he minded that I should go, assuring him as I do every day that I will see him again in the morning.

    "If I am here …" he replies.

    "Where else would you be?" I ask him.

    "In Heaven!"

    How his broken voice it breaks me and so, I arrange with hospital staff for me to stay with him the night. Several hours earlier he had told me that there were people gathering about us in his room. Looking to either side of me, firstly over my left shoulder and then to my right, they who were there not for me but only him were dressed in white.

    "Do you recognize any of them?" I ask him.

    He raises a boney finger and replies: "Just one!"

    I ask him who the person is that he recognises and he tells me that it is himself.

    "What age are you?" I ask him.

    "I am 15!"

    At the time of writing this, I have been by his side a full thirty-four and a half hours.

    Inasmuch does his mind meander, I am never not so knowing of what he means.

    "Lift me up, I want to go home!" he says over and over: "I want to go home!"

    Holding his hand, I tell him that although I cannot lift him up physically, I can at least lift him up toward Spirit, and I place my other hand at where his heart is and say to him: "Home is where your heart is! If you live within the home that is your heart, you will always have Love; you will always know Love: God's Love!"

    "I want to go home!"

    Massaging his chest gently in a clockwise rotation, because the motion of Life is always forward even after Death, yet without actually lifting my hand from his ever weakening heart, I lean forward and whisper into his ear that he can go.

    "Go home! You do not have to stay, just know that I love you!"

    "And I love you!"

    He is even weaker now but not yet gone, and I do not think that I have ever known of a moment so innocent as this, the lingering of a Life as do the Guardians of Love they prepare His way.

    His doctor visits with me. She is concerned for me that I have stayed the night, telling me I need to look after myself.

    Squeezing his hand a little tighter in mine I look at her and say: "I Am"

    Another day passes during whose time he is bathed twice in his bed, first in the morning and then again at night: Bed Bath Lite. The ritual of cleansing a rite of passage now, water, glycerin, gels and fragrant oils, they do not soil the sheets but soothe his skin, tissue-paper thin.

    He breathes in and breathes out ever more purposefully on the exhale, and I copy the sequence of sighs sorrowfully, that none too cold each pant becomes, nothing so irregular, not just yet. I would bet myself he would live another year but for my fear the end is near we both do know it, and I think to myself how stealthily the dusk does creep before the breaking of each new dawn a waking day, how we live to die and die to live reborn.

    With his cheek resting softly upon the pillow I lay my head at his side. He places his hand on my head and touches my hair. and I want more than anything for him to keep it there.

    As his breathing becomes more shallow I chant: "Everything I am is of you; all my love is yours!" "Everything I am is of you; all my love is yours!" but then to add: "If you take my heart with you when you go, my love will be with you and forever more, because of the love I give to you are you a part, two soles, one heart!"

    I dim the light to dull the play of shadows upon his features that I see only myself in him now.

    And then, at the eleventh hour of my stay this day he takes his last breath and quietly slips away, into the silent land where there is only Love and Time it has no borders, bound not by night neither lit by day, only Love! Love has sped him away!

    (Leslie James Wilcher 16.01.1923 – 20.08.2022)

  11. This was awesome. Heartfelt heartbreaking at times but so honestly helpful. This is the first time I tried to search for shared death experience and am so very pleased with this result. The Dr. was a new blessing but Jeff's nde I watched on here a few months ago and it was one of the most profound experiences that I've listened to thus far and for him to be the speaker in this video was doubly powerful! Thank you both soooo much! These are the kinds of experiences that a movie like afterdeath could have included that can truly make a difference in the belief of life after death. So many people suffer the loss of loved ones without any respite. This brings so much to the person suffering…..as I'm sure you realize that or these videos wouldn't exist.

  12. Adults are listening to his story and rape and sexual abuse are bleeped. Who decides to censor the interviews when movies, streaming and music can say whatever. Anyway, great guy,good interview.

  13. Please do not comment on other religions if you haven’t studied them. Do you know anything about Islam? Have you read the Quran? Have you ever talked to a Muslim? I suggest you do before judging

  14. Jeffery is lying some of us have different talents and recognise this easily. For whatever reason he’s is clearly and unequivocally lying. The doctor is a lovely genuine man but Jeffrey is a con man. Only in the end is fooling himself.

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