Hi, guys, today we will know
the story of Flavia Silva, dentist.
She had a ruptured tubal pregnancy, and
because of this, internal bleeding.
She was between life and death.
She almost was not returned.
That's when she suddenly found herself in a place
where there were many lights and no pain.
A truly strong story,
beautiful, exciting, that she's going to tell right now.
Stay tuned.
Watch.
Flavia, first of all
I want to thank you for your willingness
to be here with us,
with this group that is researching on
the near-death experiences,
We are here today to listen to your story
about the experience you had.
Please feel fully at ease to tell us your story,
we are going to listen to you with great interest.
All right.
I'll tell you what happened from the beginning.
It was a normal day, I left my job
and I went to the specialization course I was taking.
That was the day of the presentation of my monograph of course completion.
So, I went, with some anxiety, to present my monograph.
As I started the presentation,
early on, I had a very strong abdominal pain.
At first I thought it was something related to my menstrual cycle,
because my menstruation was a little late.
I was trying to get pregnant at the time.
But all I knew up to that point was
the negative result of a pregnancy test,
an exam I made because I was a little suspicious,
but it was a pharmacy exam.
Yet its result was adopted as truth by the doctor of the time.
So when I had that strong colic I thought it was related to my delayed menstruation.
As I was making my presentation, the situation got worse and worse,
to a point where I had to interrupt the presentation,
in the middle of the monograph.
That's when I had my first faint.
Then I was rescued, by the way very badly rescued,
I ended up going to a public ER,
because I was out and I was rescued by the public service.
Daniel, my husband, soon arrived.
I was about four and a half hours
lying on a stretcher waiting for medical attention.
More or less that, isn't it Daniel?
In the meantime...
as I understood better later ...
I got sick, vomited, passed out, woke up,
I went through several critical situations,
until we got talking to one of my father's childhood friend
who is a doctor obstetrician and gynecologist.
By the symptoms that Daniel described
to him by phone,
he diagnosed an abdominal internal bleeding.
After that we got myself rescued from the public ER,
and I was taken to a hospital here in Santos
where I was right away taken to the surgical center,
as they found out that I had a ruptured tubal pregnancy,
an ectopic pregnancy route, which is the correct name,
and I went into internal bleeding and was already in shock,
in hypovolemic shock ... because I was long bleeding.
I underwent an emergency surgery
which was carried out by two doctors.
This doctor friend of my father ... May I say their names?
Yeah, feel free.
Dr. Roberto César Nogueira,
and, together,
his son, who is also a doctor
in the same specialty, Roberto César Nogueira Jr.
He was a childhood friend of mine,
we grew up together, but that's another story, a bond of friendship.
They were not my doctors at the time.
I had another doctor who accompanied me until then.
During this surgery ...
All this under general anesthesia?
Yes, under general anesthesia.
The first fact which may be relevant is the following ...
... I knew that Betinho (doctor, Dr. Nogueira's son) ...
who is my friend and has my age ...
... we were born on the same day and the same year, then we have exactly the same age ...
I knew he was coming ...
... he'd gotten someone to replace him on duty or the appointment he had ...
He was coming because my uncle
- that's how I call the doctor, his father - called him to assist in the surgery.
And I wanted the Betinho would arrive soon.
Then, I was there, in the operating room,
being prepared for surgery and Betinho would't come.
- Until then fully conscious? - Yes.
Then, finally I saw the Betinho entering the operating room.
When I saw him coming, I relaxed.
I was already being anesthetized.
But Betinho says that when he arrived I was sedated.
I was no longer aware, by his account.
I remember him entering the room.
From there on, I turned off, the surgery started ...
and, a given time,
I found myself in another environment.
I woke up ... but ... the word wake up ... the terms that we use ...
normally they have a different meaning,
because it is not a feeling of waking up, as you were sleeping.
I found myself in another environment,
this environment was a room,
I was on a stretcher, a bed,
I say it was a stretcher because I was in the hospital,
so it's hard to know if it was a stretcher or a bed.
So let's say I was on a bed,
and I was in a room with a very strong light, very intense light,
but it was a light that did not blind at all.
It didn't bother, it didn't blind me.
I did not have a clear vision,
The focus was not accurate, my vision kind of blurry, regardless of light.
I felt a very great weakness,
but felt an immense relief,
because the pain I was feeling before surgery
it was absurdly strong.
So much so that I got to faint several times for no longer being able to bear the pain.
So, I found myself in that environment,
and light was emmited from every angle, from all directions.
The light didn't come only from above. It was coming from the ceiling, from the walls and from the floor.
And I was at the center of this focus of light that I understand as energy.
Before, we were commenting on energy, weren't we?
So, I found myself there as I were getting something.
And on my side, when I turned to the side,
I could see a known person, who is already deceased,
who is the mother and wife of the two doctors who were operating me, that is, aunt Izilda.
That you knew from other times?
Yes, when she was alive. She was already dead at that time.
And that's the person I saw.
In this same room I saw other people moving around,
but I could not identify them because,
as I said, my vision was kind of blurry.
I saw people crossing the room
as if the room had two doors, they crossed the room in both ways.
I did not talk to anyone, I did not have verbal communication.
I just had my aunt Izilda by my side.
She put one hand on my shoulder and the other hand on my arm.
and she stayed there giving me support.
She was Japanese descendent, so I remember her face very well.
She was close to me, so I could see her clearly,
She had a subtle smile on her lips.
Then she was beside me, supporting me,
while I was in that environment,
Meanwhile, I could hear some things
that made me be aware of the surgery.
I felt no pain.
But I could hear a very big stir ...
a request to aspirate, or a similar term ...
it's been a few years since this happened ...
"I'm not seeing"...
I heard a voice of a nervous woman saying that my blood pressure was very low ...
The voice said that I was going to zero ...
I remember her saying, "she can not stop" ...
"I have no blood to bring her back." ...
That's because I was bleeding for a long time, already.
So, "she can not stop, can not stop" ...
"If she stops I can not bring her back, she has no blood to stop ..."
I imagine this voice referred to a cardiac arrest.
And suddenly, while I was still hearing all this confusion, this discussion, this talk,
I could see myself in bed, then I looked at my arm and there were several filaments ...
Light filaments ...
I say light, but they were bright filaments ...
silver-blue was the color of them.
Were you looking at your own body?
Yes, my own body,
but not in the operating room,
it was in that other environment, that other room, so to speak.
And then I realized I had also ...
another very large beam of light coming out here, from my nape.
It wasn't coming out from the top of the head.
It was coming out exactly from where the column encounters the skull.
From the transition?
Exactly.
It was a very thick beam.
The thickness was not like the one of a normal plug wire.
It was thicker than a garden hose.
This thread was very thick.
With the same color ... a silver ...
It was silver-blue, not blue-silver, It was closer to silver with a blue tone.
And then, these filaments of my arm, peripherals,
They began to break, they began to fade out.
So, looking at the situation that was going on ...
while having my aunt Izilda next to me giving me support ...
and hearing that whole mess ... I started thinking about my mother and my husband.
I thought: "My God, I'm dying."
"I'm dying, and I'm dying in a way ..."
"a very sudden way ..."
"No one is prepared for it ..."
"I was not sick ..."
"How will my mother and Daniel..."
"cope with this?"
Because no one was prepared for this.
At the same time, I had a sense of well-being ...
of tranquility... of peace ...
and any of these words do not explain ...
the feeling that I had then....
I do not know how to explain in words what I was feeling...
but it is a feeling... perhaps the closest word: divine.
a sensation of protection,
of support ...
of warmth that we do not have, we do not know in this earthly world ... this sensation and this feeling.
Nowhere I saw it.
So, while I had this feeling of well-being,
I had a concern about who was here,
awaiting the outcome of the surgery,
because of the sudden disruption that could happen.
At the same time I had this concern, I had no attachment ...
of wanting to stay.
I was fine with the situation ...
- You mean "of wanting to return?" - Yes, of wanting to return ...
I was with that situation, at that moment.
I was fine...
As I said, before I was in great pain,
and I had a great physical relief in this pain.
So, I think it also helped me to get that feeling of well-being.
I had no need to want to return.
But I had a great concern about my going,
what is different from wanting to return.
So, as I said, when the filaments began to break,
I thought, "My God, I died."
"Ok, I died. And now what will it be? How will it be?
I felt a love for them, I missed them ...
as if I had not seen them for over ten years.
That's why I'm saying that I had no attachment,
This thing of matter, of wanting to touch, to embrace,
it didn't exist, I was fine.
Then, as soon as the filaments turned off,
I got a message ... telepathically,
because no one spoke ... and I did not see anyone else.
but I was told that
"We decided that it is not time yet."
It was said in this plural: "we."
"We decided that it is not time yet."
And then I came back, I was back in the hospital.
Then, I was sleeping...
and one person began to call me, "Flavia, come on, wake up,"
"you need to wake up, you've been long ..."
"You're unconscious for a long time ..."
"Everyone is waiting for you ..."
"You need to react, come on, Flavia, wake up ..."
I could listen to it but I could not communicate ...
until I finally managed to open the eyes and talk.
When I opened the eyes, I realized that I was in a room
with a strong light that bothered me...
I did not know in which environment I was ...
So, as soon as I opened the eyes, I asked: "Where am I? Am I alive?"
And the person replied, "you're alive."
"Look at me, look, aren't you alive? You're alive!"
Then I thought, "but if I died,"
"they will also say that I am alive, because my spirit does not die"
I already had this as a belief, I already believed that.
So if I'm alive ... but as the spirit does not die ...
"But where am I alive? Where am I?", I asked the nurse.
Then she replied: "you are at St. Luke's Hospital,"
"In a recovery room,"
"you underwent an emergency surgery ..." and so she started to tell me what had happened,
because she saw that I was confused...
and then I burst into tears, deeply...
and I began to repeat: "I'm alive, I'm alive!"
From the moment I was back in the matter, in my body,
I had all this feeling of attachment,
- of emotion, isn't it? - of emotion back.
The feeling of "I am glad that I am here."
So when I was there it was nice to be there, but when I came back I did not want to go again.
At that moment, in that situation where you said you heard people,
even some discussion within the operating room, you did not see anything? You just heard?
As for the surgery, I just heard.
(Dr) You did not see the doctors operating you, your belly open, none of that?
No, nothing. I have not seen my physical body.
Is it as if you were there, without the vision, but with the perfect hearing?
It was as if I were in another dimension. But aware of what was happening,
I was aware that there was an operation,
I knew that the two doctors were there,
I do not know the rest of the team, I do not know how many people were in the operating room,
but I heard that mess, which sounded almost like a fight,
it was a big discussion, a stressful and tense environment.
And at the same time I was seeing myself in the other environment with that person giving me support,
and I had these thoughts, these conflicting informations, "I'm dying, I'm not dying ..."
But at some time you saw your body, right? Because you said you saw the light in the nape.
But what I saw was my own spiritual body.
Because I could look and ...
Oh, you looked!
Yes.
Ah, now I got it.
I looked at myself like that ... I saw myself that way ...
- It was not from above that you were seeing then. - No
You saw, by yourself...
that there was a light there.
In no time I found myself out of my body,
looking at myself.
I looked at me as if I were present on the body.
But I was aware that I was in another environment, in another dimension,
which it was not an earthly, material thing. I was sure of that.
And happiness was absolute?
Absolute. Indescribable.
Flavia, some people that went through this
saw a kind of movie of his own life
showing moments since the birth till the present time. You did not have it, did you?
No, I didn't have it.
I can't tell why...
And that person who accompanied you, person that you realized that you met before in life,
she just supported you? She did not say anything, did not transmit anything?
No, she was just there, and her presence reassured me.
- Did you feel safe for her to be there. - Yes, I felt very safe.
Because the bond of friendship was very strong,
So much so that I used to call them uncle and aunt,
Me and Robertinho have a lifetime of birthdays together,
we celebrated ogether 14 birthdays in the same school, in the same classroom,
then the bond was very strong, was a family connection.
Aunt Izilda had died not long ago,
she died of a tumor in the head,
she had passed away not long time ago.
three or four years, I think.
And she is the one I saw at my side, although I have also seen many other people.
I wanted to know how was the first time ...
you told someone what happened?
Was it in the hospital, was it for the family?
For this doctor, who was already known?
No.
Was it easy to tell?
No, I'm here trying not to get moved.
... Now I am going to cry ...
For a long time I could not tell without crying...
I do not know who was the first person I told.
Probably someone in the family, I think it was my husband ... Daniel was with me all the time.
Probably I told something when I was in ICU ...
But I think I only told in more detail when I left ICU because
the physical condition did not allow me to speak for long.
And I could not tell the doctors.
Because the emotional bond with them was very strong,
because it was also about a person (my aunt Izilda) very dear to them.
So I could only tell them through a letter.
I wrote a letter to each of the doctors,
I bought a gift to each ... because ... well, how can you thank someone who saved your life?
There is nothing you can do to thank this person enough.
Their dedication,
the great effort they made to get me rescued,
I am aware of their dedication, of the importance of them at that time.
So I bought a gift for each ...
I wrote a letter ...
because I thought that this situation could be important in their lives,
since it was the mother and wife of each of them.
So it was that way I was able to tell them.
And I never touched on this subject again untill this last medical appointment,
when I asked him if he remembered something ...
because I do not know if I will move on a very sore wound of them.
So I do not speak.
Thirty days after I got back
to the place of my specialization course.
By the time I got there, I saw everyone who was present when I had gone into shock,
when I had fainting, all that situation ...
which was very critical ... it was a horror movie set ...
I remember I saw people running,
the few times I returned to consciousness. ...
There was a moment when I fainted, then I woke up, then I thought I was going to throw up,
so I asked to go to the bathroom and passed out inside. The bathroom was tiny,
there was room for one person, the toilet and the sink.
When I woke up I had vomited on my professor,
There were three people in that cubicle with me,
everybody dirty,
and a lot of people running,
I looked at the door and my professor, holding my shoulder, said:
"Flavia, look, look at me, Flavia, look at me."
I think I had my eyes open but I could not focus ...
Finally I managed to focus my eyes, then he looked right at me and asked, "Who am I? Say my name."
Then I recognized him. As soon as I said his name, he said: "Thank God".
I do not know how long I was unconscious and vomiting unconscious.
So... when I went back there after all, I told them all that happened.
Everyone got moved, I think because they lived a part of the story ...
But over time the intensity of the story decreased,
The problem is that you begin to get into the routine of your life again,
and life nowadays is very rushed,
we have no time for almost anything,
I say that today the most precious good is my time,
it is scarce, it is rare, I am not able to do all the things I would like to do
because our world is spinning too fast,
the information travels fast,
Internet changed our lives for the better and for worse,
because we do not follow the speed of everything, it's all immediate,
and we want everything immediately, everyone demands more immediacy.
As a result, life takes over more and more.
So, only when there is an special opportunity,
I tell what happened.
We think, we imagine that
anyone who goes through
the experience of a sudden surgery,
not expected, the experience of the poor service,
this will mark this person for the rest of his or her life,
but I wanted to know from you the following:
the near-death experience in which you have seen yourself,
you knew you were dying, you saw a person who was already dead,
and you had that feeling of well-being.
Well, this out of body experience,
did it influenced anything in your
life from then on?
Yes, it did. It is impossible not to influence.
Because as much as you have a belief
And you have something that gives you the explanations you need,
there is always a doubt, especially in times of crisis.
So, when you go through some
more serious problem,
be it a family, health or financial problem,
whatever it is that is destructuring you emotionally,
you question religiosity.
So, in this regard, I believe ...
so far, at least, in those five years I had no experience
to diminish this certainty.
I'm sure there is a continuity,
then this tranquility about death rose sharply,
and I need to do good things.
I feel it...
and I try to do, no matter who,
not expecting anything in return.
This became more intense.
And one important thing: I need to tell,
I need to talk,
sometimes I think that this experience ...
I wish everyone could have this experience,
as long as they knew they would come back from it.
It would be great for everyone,
I think the experience makes the person more lucid,
For sure, it helped me.
And today, I have my daughter ...
Ana Lia was born four years later ...
and I have with her an intense love relationship ...
That sense of support and love I felt during my experience
I can compare to the love I feel for my daughter.
Until then I did not know that love.
Flavia, it is with great joy that we thank you, I on behalf of the entire team,
your patience, your good will,
and you can be sure that you are contributing for a cause
that we are assuming now,
we are still at the beginning.
We thank you for your patience, for offering us your home,
and for telling us this story so deep and so intimate.
It is with great respect and affection
that we have heard it all.
Did you cry?
I did.
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It is just between us.
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