Coming from an explanation post NDE.

When I hear people describe their NDE and say, “I felt so much love there,” I find myself pausing. I understand they’re trying to explain something profound, but that wording has never quite matched what I experienced.

When I had my NDE, what I encountered didn’t feel like love in the way we usually define it. It wasn’t philia, it wasn’t eros, and it wasn’t even agape. There wasn’t a sense of being emotionally held or comforted. It was something entirely different.

What I experienced felt more like the source of everything—alive, aware, and vast—showing me how things are connected. I was shown the universe, the pyramids, the Sumerian Tablets. It was phenomenal, but not in a sentimental or affectionate way. It was more like being immersed in a field of knowing, where everything made sense all at once.

If I had to describe it, I would say it was a kind of intelligence or presence that holds everything together. Not love as a feeling directed at me, but something deeper—like the force behind existence itself. It revealed rather than embraced. It showed rather than comforted.

So when people say “love,” I think they’re reaching for the closest word they have. But what I experienced was not emotional love. It was something more like being inside the structure of reality itself—coherent, vast, and alive.

Take me to the pyramids just like my NDE and the scenes I love