Jonathan wouldn’t say it, so I did.
The being he met on the other side — 33 years old, brown hair, brown eyes, radiating a love beyond anything human language can hold — Jonathan won’t give him a name. He was told the names we use here carry too much baggage. Too much religion. Too much division.
But I’ve talked to enough people who’ve been to the other side and back to recognize what he’s describing.
And I think you will too.
Jonathan Ashford died on May 22nd, 2023. Not nearly died. Not came close. His organs failed, his skin turned gray, and he was clinically dead for three hours — alone on his bathroom floor. What came back wasn’t the man who left.
This near death experience transformation is unlike anything I’ve encountered in years of this work. And I believe it carries something for anyone who has stood at a graveside and wondered — is that really it?
The Night He Died — And Why It Wasn’t What We Fear
Jonathan was a C-suite executive. Driven, materialistic, openly dismissive of anything spiritual. He joked that if God existed, he’d just meet him when he was dead.
A gallstone had lodged in a duct and was quietly causing sepsis. He has a DNA mutation that blocks pain, so he never felt it. Two ER visits missed it completely.
One night he woke at 4:30 AM, dragged himself to the bathroom, and fell into the sink. He looked up into the mirror. His face had sunken in. His hands were gray. His eyes had receded.
Something clicked.
“Everything had been removed from me,” he told me. “Thoughts about family, friends, my dog — all of it was peacefully taken away. It was graceful. Beautiful. There’s no part of you that says no. It just happens.”
He collapsed. He wasn’t found. Three hours later, he felt himself return — consciousness slowly expanding back into an empty body. His temperature was 94 degrees.
He went to find his dog. The dog looked right through him.
I think about this for those of us who fear what death feels like. Jonathan’s account suggests something we rarely hear — that there’s a grace in the crossing. A peaceful release. Something in us knows, and something in us lets go.
What He Found on the Other Side
Jonathan arrived with no spiritual framework. No expectations.
He found a light-filled landscape — rolling hills, everything moving as if underwater, light emanating from everywhere. A being met him there. Dressed like a hiker. Familiar, the way you remember an old friend but can’t place their name.
When their attention met, Jonathan received an immediate telepathic download — where he was, what had happened, and a love he still can’t fully put into words.
The being was 33 years old. Brown hair. Brown eyes.
I said it out loud during our conversation: I’m hearing a lot of Jesus in what you’re describing.
Jonathan smiled. “You can give him any name you want. The names don’t matter over there. What I will say is — God has no religion. Remove the name entirely and just call it love. The most incredible love you’ve ever felt. And then you realize — that love already lives inside you.”
That landed hard for me. I grew up in a tradition that made Jesus into a gatekeeper. What Jonathan described was something pre-religion. Universal. The kind of love that doesn’t require a correct set of beliefs — just a heart open enough to receive it.
The Ripple He Never Saw Coming
Jonathan’s life review was not a highlight reel.
But the being didn’t judge him through it. He loved him through it.
One moment stood out. A man who worked for Jonathan was anxious about his job. Every morning he’d appear outside Jonathan’s office door — just to say good morning. Just to be seen.
Jonathan ignored him. I don’t have time for weakness.
In the life review, he felt everything that followed. The man’s mood shifting each time he walked away. Depression setting in. Drinking increasing. Ripples moving through his marriage, his son’s birth, his son’s behavior years later.
One stone. Water moving outward through time.
I’ve thought about Shayna since hearing that. About the ripples her fifteen years sent out — and the ripples her passing sent through me. Grief does that. It drops a stone and the world rearranges.
What Jonathan’s life review suggests is that none of it is wasted. Every moment of connection — or disconnection — matters more than we know.
Why He Came Back — and What It Cost Him
After the life review, Jonathan was given a choice. Stay, or return.
He chose to return almost immediately. Not reluctantly. He’d just felt his deep connection to every human being on earth. The answer was obvious.
Of course I’ll go back and help. I’ll be back in a second anyway.
That perspective has quietly shifted something in me. Grief can make this life feel unbearably long. But what if we’re only gone for a moment? What if our loved ones experience our absence the way we experience a quick errand — knowing we’ll be back?
The near death experience transformation that followed Jonathan’s return was total.
He quit his career the day he came back. Sold everything. Gave the rest away. He now lives on donations — whatever people offer — and says it’s the perfect existence, because he returned without desire. No appetite for money, entertainment, or comfort. He lost 99.9% of his friends. He seeks solitude. He can barely walk into a crowded coffee shop.
His dog didn’t recognize him.
He calls himself a walk-out. Not a walk-in. The original occupant left. What returned is a messenger — here to carry information to whoever is ready to receive it, free of charge, for as long as he’s needed.
What He Wants You to Know Right Now
Near the end of our conversation, I asked Jonathan what he’d say to the people who find this podcast — the ones in the depths of loss, asking why, asking if their person is okay.
He didn’t hesitate.
“You are loved more than you could ever possibly imagine. In everything you’re experiencing, there is love. It’s hard to feel when you’re underwater. But there’s a hand there to grab. It’s waiting for your acknowledgment. It doesn’t need your worship or a candle lit for it. It just wants you to know it’s there. Talk to it. You don’t need to be on your knees. You don’t need a church. You just need to be in your heart.”
From someone who was there. From someone who felt that love with every part of his being, and came back to tell you it’s real.
You are not alone in that room. You never have been.
Listen to the full episode to hear everything Jonathan brought back — the teachings on time and consciousness, the psychic gifts, the choice he made, and the message that’s waiting for the one who needs it today.
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