Dr. Eben Alexander had a near death hallucination that he feels was a trip to Heaven. He writes about it for Newsweek.
In the fall of 2008, however, after seven days in a coma during which the human part of my brain, the neocortex, was inactivated, I experienced something so profound that it gave me a scientific reason to believe in consciousness after death.
He goes on to describe a vivid hallucination, complete with clouds and flying! A woman was there too. She game him a message:
The message had three parts, and if I had to translate them into earthly language, I’d say they ran something like this:
“You are loved and cherished, dearly, forever.”
“You have nothing to fear.”
“There is nothing you can do wrong.”
The message flooded me with a vast and crazy sensation of relief. It was like being handed the rules to a game I’d been playing all my life without ever fully understanding it.
“We will show you many things here,” the woman said, again, without actually using these words but by driving their conceptual essence directly into me. “But eventually, you will go back.”
He now is a believing Christian; this vision has changed him. Now, just as when a deity speaks through a burning bush, sends an angel, speaks through a dream, or sends golden tablets that only one person can read, we have no way of verifying this. The fact that this person is a doctor is irrelevant: we cannot test his claim. Remember, Issac Newton believed in alchemy. We are all capable of keeping two sets of books.
This story is no more evidence of an afterlife than a hallucination from LSD would be, let alone proof that a benevolent god who interferes in our reality exists, as the doctor now asserts. The brain is capable of creating elaborate fictions, this vision being an almost infinitely small slice of that pie.
The media has been quick to pick up this story. Ask yourself, would the world not dismiss this story if the doctor had been on hallucinogens? Or if he was just some guy off the street? Well the doctor was on many drugs at the time, and his P.H.D makes him no more believable than the nutty guy shouting bible verses from the street corner.