Approved For Release 2003/09/10 : CIA-RDP96-00788R001700210064-2 M.I.A.S. BULLETIN A COMMUNICATION FROM THE MONROE INSTITUTE OF APPLIED SCIENCES DR. ELISABETH KUBLER-ROSS The following is an excerpt from an article in the February, 1980, issue of Cosmopolitan Mag- azine: immediately read up on the subject and subsequently pot in. touch with Robert A. Monroe, a Virginia businessperson who has had hundreds of such experiences himself, some of which he describes in a mind-boggling book called Journeys Out of the Body. Monroe has a laboratory in Virginia where he does out-of-body research, which includes experimenta- tion with teaching people how to have out-of-body experi- ences on command. Elisabeth wanted very much to Jearn this so that she might better understand the experiences of her patients, so she went to visit Monroe and succeeded without difficulty in mastering his techniques. Her account of where this Jed her began to flow in a nonstop stream of words that she constantly described as inadequate to communicate the truth of what happened. I sat spellbound as she recreated for me a remarkable experience that she seems herself to view with. a combination of matter-of-faciness and a still-lingering sense of amazement and awe. She touched my arm often as she spoke, as if to make sure that J was still “with her” on her journey: “When | decide to do something. I do it wholeheartedly, and one great asset I have is that ] am not afraid of. anything—or almost anything. But Bob Monroe didn't know that: so when I had my first experiment ] went too fast, and he interfered when I was just at the ceiling. He called me, and I went ‘kerplunk* back into my body. 1 was mad as could be. Jt was the first time 1 was able to do it on command, and it was a big thrill that it actually worked. I was like an excited child, but just as ] was getting to the ceiling, boom. So the next time, I thought, ‘I’m going to beat him to it. ] am going so far that he can't catch me.’ That’s in our Janguage, which in an out-of-body thing doesn't exist. “So the moment we started, J said to myself. ‘] am going so fast that nobody has ever gone that fast, and 1 am going further than anybody has ever gone.’ And at that moment when | said that. I took off faster than the speed of light. ] felt Ithe I must have pone a million miles. in my Janguage. “But | was going horizontal instead of up. You understand that in an out-of-body experience there is no spuce and no lime, but you are so conditioned in your thinking that vou think you have to go up or otherwise you will hit a wall or something. The moment ] realized ] was going at the speed of Hight horizontally. I switched and made a right-angle turn, rounded a big hill und went up. And then J started to e\periment. It is incredible to get to a piace where there js no time and space. #G22580 “It was an important voyage, and I had a super lume. ] was in total, absolute, compietest silence, and 1] was thrilled about experiencing this. And J went to a place su far thal ° when ] came back, something very incredible happened. ] felt like a beaming source of light is the best deseriphion J can give you. I felt like « source of light that could itumi- nate the darkest corner of the world—-] can’t describe it any other way. “When | walked out of the laboratory, everybody stared at me and asked what had happened, but |] had no recollec- tion—I could not remember or tell them where |] was. All] knew was that something so absolutely incredible had happened to me that it was beyond description. All ] could remember was the word Shanti Nilaya, and nobody there knew what that meant, They tried every.gimmich to get me to remember, but nothing worked—I know now it was because 1 didn't want to share it yet. It was too sacred to share with a bunch of strangers. . “That night the sleeping arrangements where | was were such that ] ended up sleeping alone in a very isolated guest house, and | was in a questioning sort of conflict. feeling that should I actually go to sleep there. something horren- dous would happen. | thought of taking a room in a motel - and asking to be in the presence of other human beings. but at the moment I contemplated my alternatives, ] knew that | had gone too far and could not back out. I had to finish up what 1 had started—that's all } knew at the moment. So | went into that house, and ] knew the imminence of some- thing horrendous—not horrible, but horrendous—that ‘something horrendous would happen. I couldn't sleep, and I couldn’t stay awake. 1 wanted io sleep to avoid it, but | knew at the same time that ] could not avoid it. “And then I had one of the most incredible experiences of my life. In one sentence: ] went through every single death of every single one of my thousand patients. And I mean the physical pain, the dyspnea [labored breathing}, the agony, the screaming for help. The pain was beyond any descrip- tion. There was no time to think and no time for anything - except that twice ] caught a breath, like between two Jabor - pains, I was able to catch my breath like for a split second, and I pleaded, J guess, with God for a shoulder to Jean on, for one human shoulder, and | visualized a man’s shoulder that ] could put my head on. And a thunderous voice came: ‘You shall not be given.” Those words. And then I went back to my agony and pain and dyspnea and doubling up in the bed. But ] was awake. ] mean, it wasn’t a dream. I was Approved For Release 2003/09/10 : CIA-RDP96-00788R001700210064-2
Approved For Release 2003/09/10 : CIA-RDP96-00788R001700210064-2 reliving every single death of every one of my dying pa- lients—and every aspect of it. not just the physical. “Then about an eternity later,.] begged for a hand 10 hold. My fantasy was that a hand would come up on the night side of the bed and I] could hold it. And then again this voice: “You shall not be given.” Then you know, there wus the whole self-pity trip ] went through: ‘I've held so many hands, and vet ] 4am not to have even one hand in my own hour of agony—that whole thing. [She laughs.] I didn’t have time to think of all this, but it was all part of the ugony. Then for a moment.I contemplated whether 1 should ask for a fingertip—a fingertip ] couldn't hold on to, but at _ ‘east I would know about the presence of another humzun being. But typically me, 1 said. ‘Dammit. no. If I can't pet ene hand, J don't want a fingertip either.” That was my final outpouring of rage and indignity at God or whoever, that | didn't want a fingertip if I couldn't have a hand. lt was something Jike anger or defiance, but also the realization that in the ultimate agony you have to do it alone—nobody can do il for vou. “Once J realized this, ] said in almost a challenging way— and again this is not in words but in experience—‘Okay. Give il to me. Whatever it is that I have to take. I am ready to take it.” I guess by then the agony and pain—and this went on for hours—were so great that 10.000 more deaths wouldn't have made any difference, since all the pain you could endure was already there anyway. But the second ] said yes 10 it and-really meant it from the bottom of my heart, the moment I felt the confidence that I] could actually take whatever came, all the dyspnea, hemorrhage, pain, and agony disappeared in one split second, and out of it came the most incredible rebirth experience. “It was so beautiful there are no words to describe it. It started as my belly wall vibrating, and ] looked—this was full, open eyes, fully conscious—and I said, ‘This can’t be.’ I mean, anatomically, physiologically, it was not possible. It vibrated very fast. And then everywhere I looked in the room—m) legs. the closet, the window—everything started to vibrate into a million molecules. Everything vibrated at this incredible speed. And in front of me was a form. The closest way to describe it is ike a vagina. I looked at that, and as I focused on it, it turned into a Jotus-flower bud. And while I watched this in utter amazement—there were incred- ibly beautiful colors and smells and sounds in the room—it opened up into the most beautiful Jotus flower. And behind. it was like a sunrise, the brightest light you can imagine without hurting your eyes. And as the flower opened, its absolute fullness in this life was totally present. At that moment the light was full and open, like the whole sun was there, and the flower was full and open. The vibrations stopped, and the million molecules, including me—it was all part of the world—fell into one piece. It was like a million pieces fell into one, and | was part of that one. And I finally thought, ‘rm okay, because I'm part of all this." “] know that's a crazy description for anybody who has not experienced this. It is the closest I can share it with vou. It was so incredibly beautiful that if I would describe it as « thousand orgasms at one time it would be a very shabby comparison. There are no words for it, really. We have very inadequate language. ; “And then the next morning as I walked outside it was incredible, because I was in love with every leaf, every tree, every bird——even the pebbles. I know I didn’t walk on the pebbles but a little above them. And I kept saying to the pebbles, ‘I can’t step on you because I can’t hurt you.” They were alive as ] was, and I was part of this whole ‘alive universe, It took me months to be able to describe all this in any halfway adequate words. “And then somebody told me that this was an experience of cosmic consciousness. ] have had many experiences like this since, always spontaneously when I Jeast expect them. But J have the experience first, the mystical experience, and then J have to read up on what the heck it is, because J don’t read things like this or have time to study them. In a way ] am fortunate to have the experience and then catch up in my head afterward. “But Shanti Nilaya means the ‘home of peace,’ which is where we all end up one day when’ we have gone through all the hell and all the agonies that life brings and — have been able to accept it. This is the reward for all the pain and agony that people have to go through.” Wonderful but Weird By the time Elisabeth finished this story, we were the only. ones left in the cafeteria. “Is it one o'clock?” she asked, nan IS penerany acanOwledged. Unaries 1. bart, @ pSyciuieu- gy professor who wrote the introduction to Monroe's Jour-_ neys Out of the Body, considers out-of-body experiences (OOBEs) to be “a univeral human experience” in that they have happened throughout recorded history with little varia- tion in the descriptions of the basic event. “One can: find . reports of OOBEs by housewives in Kansas,” he writes, “which closely resemble accounts of OOBEs from ancient Egyptian or oriental sources.” .(A wide-ranging survey of cases on record can be found in Herbert B. Greenhouse’s The Astral Journey.) Although a mystical rebirth or “cosmic consciousness” experience such as Elisabeth's certainly does not accompany or follow as a standard part of the typical OOBE, it has been found that people who have experienced themselves in the “second” or “spiritual” body no longer question the _ existence of an afterlife—they have experienced being alive and conscious outside the physical body and thus know they have some kind of soul that will transcend bodily death. Certainly the subjects of Moody's investigation felt this way, regardless of their religious beliefs prior to their near-death experiences, I] presume that this accounts for Elisabeth's own deep conviction that “there is life after death beyond the shadow of a doubt.” Her favorite metaphor for death. now is that of the butterfly leaving its cocoon, and it is through her own experience that she has come to see birth and death as not so different from one another. As we were on our way to the afternoon lecture, she mentioned that she had undergone age-regression hypnosis and reexper- ienced her own birth (she was the oldest of triplets and weighed only two pounds). She found the experience of traveling from her mother’s uterus and down the vagina toward light and a waiting hand remarkably similar to the “dark tunnel” experiences of her dead-and-revived patients. Approved For Release 2003/09/10 : CIA-RDP96-00788R001700210064-2