Five Years In Heaven: The Teachings of Heaven

By Lynda Cramer

In May 2001, Dr Lynda Cramer died.
This is the story of her Near Death Experience, outlining the five years that she spent in Heaven.
Starting when she found herself "floating" in the living room for over 45 minutes, she then went on a journey where she entered Heaven, she then processed her Life Review prior to meeting her great-great-great-great grandmother who explained what Life Lessons, Life Contracts and Reincarnation are all about.
Backed up by Medical Records as well as diagrams she drew, this is her personal account for anyone intriqued by what happens in the afterlife. The second Book explains what she Learnt during this time in Heaven. What are Life Contracts, our Life Lessons and what is Reincarnation. She also gives Techniques and Exercises on how to make the Law of Attraction truly work. This comprehensive Book teaches how to truly live Heaven on Earth and to Heal ourselves and to become the Best Version of Ourselves.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Dec 23, 2021
• ISBN: 9781794705913

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FIVE YEARS

IN HEAVEN

By

Dr Lynda Cramer, PhD

www.lyndarae.info

Text copyright © 2021 Dr Lynda Cramer, PhD

All rights reserved

DISCLAIMER 

Reader discretion advised.  This book is written in the perspective of the Author.  Therefore it is written as Entertainment Purposes only. 

The moral Right of the Author has been asserted. 

Author and Publisher are not liable for any differing of opinions or perspectives of the Reader. The use of any tobacco or alcohol products are not supported, encouraged or advertised, they are purely mentioned as the experience of the Author.  Reader discretion advised. 

The Author had no intention whilst writing this book to encourage Ghost investigations or other paranormal involvement, and will not be responsible for any Actions, Liabilities or other legal proceedings from any matter written within these pages. 

If you or anyone else you are aware of suffers from a Mental Health issue or disorder, please contact a Mental Health Professional in your local area.  The material listed has no intention to cause Triggers or any other associated Mental Health concerns towards the Reader.

This book is dedicated to the Woman who is always with me I do not judge who you are or why you chose me, For I know that we work for the Collective Awareness And for that, I am eternally grateful

In this lifetime and in my others

This book would not be possible without the support, guidance  and understanding of my friends

I know who you are

You know who I am

And we are One

This book would not be possible without those who have an interest in this topic

May your life be a rewarding adventure

Filled with Opportunities

And most of all, may this work bring you the Peace you deserve INTRODUCTION

CHAPTER ONE WHO IS THIS WOMAN?

CHAPTER TWO  PRE DEATH EXPERIENCE

CHAPTER THREE TIME OF MY PHYSICAL DEATH

CHAPTER FOUR FLOATING

CHAPTER FIVE THE BLUE ORBS

CHAPTER SIX THE FOG STAGE

CHAPTER SEVEN IS THIS HEAVEN?

CHAPTER EIGHT

IS THIS STILL HEAVEN?

CHAPTER NINE THE BIG THREE

CHAPTER TEN LIFE REVIEW

CHAPTER ELEVEN THE WHITE SPACE

CHAPTER TWELVE MY GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GRANDMOTHER

CHAPTER THIRTEEN THE TUNNEL

CHAPTER FOURTEEN REINCARNATION

CHAPTER FIFTEEN LIFE CONTRACT

CHAPTER SIXTEEN LIFE LESSONS

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN KARMA

CHAPTEEN EIGHTEEN WAKING UP

CHAPTER NINETEEN COMMONLY ASKED QUESTIONS

INTRODUCTION

The time before May 6th 2001 could be anyone’s life, except for a major part of who I am.  I always thought that I was the one who was different, the un-normal one. 

Sure I saw and spoke to Ghosts a lot growing up, and sure I had the knowing that Psychics possess, but I never realised that those abilities were actually normal, due to the opinions of people in my family, my schools and even work places who were not having those experiences themselves.

And sure, during my younger years, I got a lot of confirmations that what I did was real.  I would say something to someone, and their response of how did you know that? proved to me that I had something, yet I was still naively unaware of what that something was. 

I found myself in the libraries of the schools I attended, searching for answers to what this something was, and it frustrated me that these libraries only carried resource materials for the curriculum set by the school. 

I thought I had no options to learn what it was that I had, so I accepted that it was not something to be pursued. 

I found myself in relationships whereby people thought it cool that I was the witch, which was the nickname my first husband gave me.  He would proudly profess the witch is here when arriving at functions and social gatherings. 

This only led to people wanting to know about what I did, instead of wanting to know about who I was.  It irked me that I was a Side-Show Alley or Circus Freak to a lot of my acquaintances, who would dispel me and not want friendships with me, as they realised I was a threat to who they truly were. 

So I found myself isolated a lot in my younger years, hiding my true self.  I became withdrawn and found that the more I did not talk about what it was that I do, that the more people liked me. 

I thoroughly believe that we all have a Life Path, and Lessons to learn along that Path.  Therefore, I thoroughly believe that I had to live through the domestic violence and the abuse I received from my first husband. 

In hindsight I sometimes have no idea why I ever married this man, but The Universe obviously had a Plan for me and I therefore accept graciously those experiences from my youth, which did in fact teach me valuable Lessons that I now incorporate into my work.

Ending that marriage was the start of my personal, mental and spiritual development.  It was like I knew something bigger was just around the corner, yet I had no idea what that was at the time.

I was speaking to a friend of mine, prior to leaving Australia to travel to America to marry my second husband.  She asked me if I truly wanted to go over to the other side of the planet to be with a man I hardly knew. I answer her with this line. 

I do not want to be an old lady sitting in a rocking chair in a nursing home thinking about the regrets of what if’s that I would think had I not gone.  It is not about what will happen to me whilst there, it is the opportunity of what I will learn whilst there that I am looking forward to.

I had no idea that saying those words in 1997 would impact me so much today with who I now am.

I clearly remember the first time I flew to America.  Filled with that anticipation and also the total fear of what I was about to embark on, gave me totally different expectations of what I would experience.  However, sitting in the very small, uncomfortable seat within the cabin of a Qantas airplane, I knew that my decision to go over there, was the right one.  I just knew that everything was happening in the way it was meant to. 

And in that moment of pre-flight checks, as the Air Hostess was demonstrating the use of a life jacket, I knew that I was going to be ok.  I knew that everything I had within me, the psychic abilities and my ability to trust it, would ensure that my life was destined to go somewhere more than just being in a relationship with someone who called me The Witch. 

In those few minutes, where everyone else on the plane were captivated by the announcements and safe checks being undertaken, my thoughts took me back through my whole life, and I remembered the life I had lead.  I remembered all the embarrassment I had received from my family, friends and co-workers, being on the receiving end of their sarcastic attacks and judgements.  I remembered their words of you are a freak and you are never going to be anything but a nutjob.  I remembered how they would say oh don’t worry about Lynda, she is nothing important, do not pay attention to her, when introduced to new people. 

I made a conscious decision right then, as I watched without comprehending the safety checks, that life in America would be different. 

I firmly believe that everything does happen for a reason.  When we sit and think about how situations unfold in our lives, and I mean those synchronicities that join one experience to the next, we realise that everything did have a purpose or a lesson to teach us.

It is only after we realise that if we had not gone through an experience, we would be no better off, or we would not have experienced something else for the first time.  And it is only then that we can truly be grateful for those experiences, even the worst case scenarios, like death, which is what happened to me.

So, as I looked down at my seat belt, making sure that it was tight and fastened securely, I was grateful for what I had been through, and I was thankful that I was leaving all that behind me.

Believing in something that is not our own self, is a remarkable feat.  Trusting in something else, that we have never been introduced to, or even known about, is also a remarkable feat.

Yet for some reason, as I sat there contemplating the next chapter of my life, leaving Australia and travelling to start a new life in America, it all made sense and was perfectly aligned to be how it should be.

Hearing the engines start, and the vacuum of the cabin around me, I felt alone on that plane.  It was surreal to think I was sitting deserted in this huge Boeing aircraft totally isolated.  But what surprised me even more than that overwhelming forsaken emptiness that filled me, was the feeling that there was a solidarity that was soon to be mine.  I sensed a union of some form was about to occur. 

In my naivety I thought that these feelings were of the man who I was traveling to meet.

I had no idea at this time that it was not him who gave me that unification, he was just the catalyst who was giving me the opportunity to receive it.

As the plane took off on the runway, I looked out the window next to my seat, watching as the remnants of my past fell away below my feet.  The ground started disappearing below me and I was consciously aware that I was releasing a great part of my life.  My family and my friends were on that ground, dissipating before my eyes. 

Then, as the plane ascended towards the Heavens, I looked up into that vast unknowing space and I honestly had no idea that in that moment I was accepting my future from a not yet identified Source.

CHAPTER ONE

WHO IS THIS WOMAN?

Over the course of my life, which spans 55 years as I type this, I have had a woman with me.  She has shown herself to me a few times in my life, and she always speaks with the same high pitched, giggly voice.  Based on this evidence, I would suggest that she appears as a human who would be approximately 30 years old. 

Over the past five years, the involvement this woman has with me has reached the point where she now talks to me every day.  Some days it is constant, other days it is just her telling me things intuitively.

And the weirdest thing to comprehend here, is that this woman has been with me my entire life.  Thinking back over my life on Earth, there were specific instances when it just clicked with me that this woman was with me. 

So, in order to give you, the Reader, some understanding of what this woman does for me, here are some instances of our interactions. Please note that this is an indicative list of what abilities she has and how she communicates with me.  This is in no way a comprehensive list of our interactions, and should not be misconstrued as the only interactions we have had.

FIRST INSTANCE

I was only about 18 months old. 

I was in a hospital, the single bed that I was on seemed gigantic, due to the smallness of my body.  There was plastic sheeting hanging from the ceiling, connecting to the floor, and in my perspective I had no idea at this time that I was in a make-shift oxygen tent. 

I clearly remember my mother on the other side of the plastic, I could see her through the transparent sheeting. 

She was young, and she was crying.  I could feel her concern and how scared she was that I was there.  She was talking to a Doctor who wore a white coat and had a Stethoscope around his neck. 

I could see them, but they were not paying any attention to me.  I looked down and I can still recall the cloth nappy that I was wearing.  No other clothing, just that cloth nappy.  My legs are folded at the knees and I am wondering why my mother was so upset. 

I could not understand why I felt so good, when my mother was so upset. 

So I looked at the others who were sitting on my bed.  There were three of them.  Blackish outlined shadows, all sitting with me on the bed.  It is going to be alright I remember hearing.  You are going to be alright and You are going to go home soon they comforted.

The woman who is with me now, was one of those three.

Did I actually have a Near Death Experience during that early stage of my life? 

Is this why I have always been a Psychic and had the ability to see Ghosts? 

My mother has told me stories where there were many nights that I would go blue, and I would be rushed to the hospital. 

She states that I was in hospital many times during my first two years.  So it is highly possible that I had created this bond with this woman, due to my sickly state as a baby.

SECOND INSTANCE

When I was 20 years old, I worked 130 kilometres from my parent’s house.  I drove down to their residence one night, and slept over, with the intention of driving straight to work the next day. 

The next morning, driving to work, I was travelling at 120kph on the highway, and my back tyre blew, resulting in my vehicle swerving sharply to the left, and my vehicle drove straight into a concrete bridge.

Just prior to impact, I saw a hand in front of me.  It was a female hand.  She pushed me out of the vehicle, just prior to impact.  I clearly remember just prior to impact, the driver door opened and I was thrown out of the vehicle.

Two men were travelling behind me in a Utility.  They stopped, ran up to me laying on the road, and asked me where the other passenger was.  They both attested to me that they were travelling behind me for about half an hour and both of them saw the second passenger. 

I went to work that day, wondering what would happen to my vehicle as the steering wheel was 3 inches from the radiator.  There was no way I would have survived if I had remained in that vehicle. 

On the third day, I was at work, and sitting on a chair.  As I tried to stand up, excruciating pain was all through my neck and spine.  I found I could not move at all, I was paralysed and a co-worker called an ambulance. 

At the time of my accident, I found myself thrown out of the car, and due to my head collecting with the road, I had suffered a broken neck.  Xrays at the hospital established that C2 was disconnected from the C3 vertebrae in my neck.  I was in hospital for a week, in traction, where the doctors were telling me I was now a quadriplegic.  That night I dreamt of this woman who is with me.  She was talking to me and telling me that I could go home the next day.  The next morning, I got out of bed and walked out to the Nurses station.  Obviously they were in shock that I was not only walking, but I had no pain.  I was in fact discharged that day.  I know that this woman had healed me.

THIRD INSTANCE

Aged in my mid 20’s, late at night, I was taken to the QE11 hospital with a chronic flu virus.  I remember the whole experience, ironically that it lasted less than one day.

I remember being put into a bed with three other beds in the same room.  As you walked into the room, there were two beds on either side, heads against the walls, feet towards the middle.  At the other end of the room there was a great window, filling the entire wall.

I was put into the bed on the left closest to the door.  The two beds opposite me were both empty.  In the bed next to me, on my left, was an elderly lady, and behind her bed was the long windows.

I remember going to sleep.  I awoke at some point during the night.  I was laying on my left side, so when I woke, I was looking at the elderly lady next to me.  As my eyes adjusted to the light, I realised that not everything was right. 

As I looked at the lady next to me, it was obvious that there were no shadows under her bed.  Under her bed was filled with the most calming brightest light I had ever seen.  Around her bed, on the tables and the chairs, there were no shadows at all. 

The light was the brightest I had ever seen, but it did not hurt my eyes.  There was nowhere in the room that this light did not fill.  No shadows at all near any objects in the entire room around this elderly lady. 

It appeared like millions of light bulbs were turned on so there was no point from which this light emitted.  It was everywhere. 

I looked at the windows, and I could not see any reflections which would occur at night.  I was expecting to see the transparent reflection of the room on the glass, which always happens at night with lights on inside a room.  The only thing I saw was the light filling the entire window. 

No shadows at all. 

I then rolled over on to my back.  What I saw that night is instilled in my memory and will last with me forever.

Now laying on my back, facing the ceiling, I could not see the ceiling. 

Above me, floating about four feet above my bed, was this woman.

First thing I noticed was her hair.  It was brown, a natural brown.  It was long, but as I looked at it, it waved, like hair does when we are under water.  It came out the sides of her head, dancing like she was under water.  Moving left and right, up and down, like a ripple caused by water.

Her face was white, and the most beautiful face I had ever seen.  I could see through her face.  It was translucent, dimensional.  Her skin was the purest of white.  It appeared to be like melted marshmallows, that gooey mixture which appears to be dimensional space.

She wore a brown simple dress, reminiscent of a potato sack, harsh woven material.  Around her waist she had a brown woven belt that one of the ends went down over her waist towards her legs.  Her dress was knee length.  I could see her legs protruding from the end of her dress.  But she had no feet.

Just below her knees, her legs transformed from whole to invisible.  It was not just instantly here and now gone, it was a gradual effect from going from a whole visible leg, to becoming invisible, over about four inches, down towards her ankles. 

Looking up straight into her eyes, I realised that the light in the room was not just emitting from her, the light was her.

Every cranny within this room was filled with her.  She was the light.  She was the one who filled every cranny of that room, in a total and complete being or space that was everywhere in this dimension.

And as I comprehended that the light in this room was all a part of the being of her, I realised that she had such an overwhelming sense of

all. 

She knew everything.

She was everything.

She was space and time.

She was the Universe.

I looked at this woman and I said who are you?  I then heard her reply it does not matter, but her mouth did not move.  I heard it inside my head.  It was a telepathic conversation.  I then said where did you come from? and again she said it does not matter, and again I heard the words inside my head.

In hindsight, I have pondered her answer of it does not matter and now it makes perfect sense to me.  It really does not matter where she was from, as she was part of every single thing.  Every particle, every atom and subatomic particle was her.  She was Reality.  She was Consciousness and she was my Awareness. Therefore it does not matter who or where she was, for all time and space was her.

I then tried to put my hand up, towards her as she floated above me.  As I did this, she moved backwards, up higher towards the ceiling.  Her body did not make any motions or movements that would suggest moving physically away from me, she just glided upwards towards the ceiling.  Her hair did not change from the direction she travelled, it was as if her whole entity was still in the same space yet she moved away from me. 

She was all the space around me.  Therefore she already was in the area of space that she was, and as she moved away from me, she was also in that same space.  For she was everywhere at once.

Try to imagine it this way.  If you hold a photograph of a person in your left hand.  Now pass that photograph to your right hand.  The person in the photograph does not change, even though the person is technically moving location.  That is how this woman moved, she did not show any signs of moving, she just was in one spot above me, then glided further above me, like a photograph moving as we pass it from one hand to the other.  And to really confuse you, her hair stayed the same, making the same waves and ripples as she moved, with no suggestion at all of air or water affecting her hair as she moved.

As I pulled my hand back down, she came back down towards me, and I noted again that her physical hair, body, clothing etc, did not move in which a human shows signs of movement when we move to a new location. 

She then extended her right hand towards my head. 

Her hand, now only inches in front of my face, was perfect.  There were no blemishes, age spots, hairs, wrinkles etc.  Her skin was perfect.  And in this perfect appearance, I could see through her skin.  Like looking into shallow water and seeing the bottom of that liquid, her skin was translucent, dimensional and perfect.

From her hand, she extended out her middle finger, and it did not physically touch my forehead, but I could feel the energy coming from her finger as it pointed to the area of my third eye just above my eyebrows in the middle of my forehead.  Then I heard inside my head you will be alright now. 

I then went to sleep.

In the morning, I opened my eyes hoping that this woman was still in the room, or should I say that I was hoping this woman was still the room.  I was upset that there were now shadows in the room, and the lights were back to normal.

The Doctors came in to see me.  They did some tests on me, and then said we need to go outside for a few minutes.  When they returned, they all had a concerned look on their faces.  I could not understand what was going on.  One of the Doctors then spoke, he said You came in here last night with chronic pneumonia, however this morning you are one of the healthiest people I have ever seen. 

I was discharged and went home.  I was in hospital a total of 11 hours. 

FOURTH INSTANCE

During 1998 and 1999, I travelled from Australia to the USA a total of 14 times. 

One of these flights consisted of travelling from Brisbane, Australia to Narita, Japan, where I had a layover prior to my flight to the USA the next day.

About three hours out of Narita, I was sitting in my seat, and I heard a female yell at me buckle up!  I looked around and saw that no one was talking to me, so I gazed back at the book I was reading.  Buckle up!! I heard again, this time louder, it was more of a yelling in my ear. 

I looked around at the passengers on the plane and no one appeared to have said the words as it was night and many were sleeping.  I thought I would go to the toilet, and whilst in the cubicle I heard the same woman yell out Buckle up!!  This time the voice was more serious, loud and direct.  It was more like an order than a simple gesture. And again, this voice was external to me, the voice was not inside my head, it was like this woman was standing a few feet away from me, talking to me.  I knew it was the same woman who had spoken each time to me, as her voice was high pitched and had a certain tone.

I returned to my seat and put on my seat belt, ensuring it was tight.  Within a few seconds, the Captain of the flight came over the loud speaker stating Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your Captain speaking.  Please return to your seats immediately and put on your seatbelts, as we are about to hit some bad air turbulence. I looked down and smiled at myself as my seatbelt was already secured.

Over the next hour, we flew into a Category Three Typhoon, just outside of Japan.  I am not going to go into the details of the turbulence, however we were propelled up over 1000 feet then fell over 600 feet, constantly gaining altitude then declining.  A lot of people were vomiting into the plastic air-sickness bags. 

Looking out the window, past the couple sitting next to me, I saw the engines on the left of the plane had fire coming out of them, and then the plane lost both left engines. 

It was one of the most terrifying flights I had ever been on.  Landing in Narita, the plane actually landed on the wing, instead of the wheels.  The plane rolled and banked to the left, and came to a stop two miles away from the runway.

All I remember to this day is that this woman told me to Buckle up, she didn’t say to start praying or to find a parachute. 

FIFTH INSTANCE

Two weeks before my daughter’s school was due to return from the Summer Break, I had to buy her new school uniforms.

I wanted to go on this specific day as I was not busy and therefore free to go up and buy them.  However, I heard wait every time I was about to get ready to leave the house, by this same woman. This time the voice was inside my head.  I know what my own inside voice sounds like, yet this one is high pitched and has a giggly undertone.

Over the next few days, I heard wait constantly in her giggly young voice, just behind my left shoulder.

On the Friday prior to school commencing I was getting ready at 9am to go to the shop and heard wait again.  Annoyed that this was my last day to buy school uniforms, I had to hold in my impatience and trust that she was telling me the correct information.

At 11am I again decided to get ready and go to the shop that sold school uniforms.  Again I heard wait.

At 2.30pm I heard go now, and yelled out to my daughter to quickly get dressed as I have learnt that when she says go now, it means to leave right at that moment. 

We arrived at the shop at 3pm, and as we walked in, a shop assistant came over to us and asked what we were searching for.  I explained the school colours etc. that I needed and the shop assistant said You are lucky you are here right now.  We just started a half-price sale for the next 30 minutes.

I got everything I needed that day, and had money spare to buy a new school bag and shoes also with the savings.

SIXTH INSTANCE

I had to go to the Library to print out paperwork in order to do my Taxes, and then I needed to go to the Tax Agent to book an appointment, or to see if they were free to deal

Reviews for Five Years In Heaven

[Love isHappiness · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Thank you for writing this book and sharing your insightful NDE.

[Xavier Guarch · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Un relato y un mensaje profundo, a tener en cuenta. Más allá de la forma descrita en las experiencias de la autora, se percibe la profunda humanidad y verdad detrás de la forma. Muy recomendable.