By Rev. Dr. Rosamaria Machado DDiv.

When I sat down with JeffMara for the podcast interview titled “NASA Engineer’s AMAZING Near-Death Experience Was A Lesson For Her Mother,” I had no idea that nearly 100,000 souls would watch that conversation, or that so many would find comfort, inspiration, or healing in my story.

I also didn’t know that some viewers would carry deep wounds, hard questions, skepticism, or sorrow heavy enough to spill through the screen. And they shared that too.

I received it all, the love, the doubt, the praise, the confusion, the curiosity, the pain, and today, I want to speak to every single one of those voices with clarity, compassion, and truth.

This article is my heart, open, unfiltered, and offered in service.

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Part I, What Happened to Me at Two Years Old

When I was two, my life slipped out of my hands… and yet, I was held.

In a moment of chaos, shattered glass, scalding liquid, a small child’s body injured,
I suddenly found myself no longer inside that body at all.

Instead, I was watching from above,
safe in the arms of a Being I instinctively recognized… not from my physical mind, but from my spirit self.
At the age of two, I would not have understood such recognition with my brain,
but the soul knows what the mind cannot yet name.

Some call Him Jesus.
Some call Him Light.
Some call Him unconditional love.

I knew Him simply as Home.

There was no fear.
There was no pain.
There was only a peace so total it felt like the original language of my soul.

People asked in the comments:

“Does a toddler even know what’s happening?”
“Isn’t she too young to remember?”
“How could a two-year-old understand Jesus?”

Here is the truth:

The soul is older than the body.
Memory does not belong to the brain.
Recognition does not depend on age.

What I met was not merely a figure,
but a Presence,
Love in its purest form,
a frequency the soul cannot forget.

That moment shaped the entire trajectory of my life.

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Part II, A Lesson for My Mother, And a Moment That Changed Us Both

Some viewers asked:

“Why would God let a child suffer just to teach a parent?”
“Why pain at all if there is so much love on the other side?”

These are honest and important questions.

Here is what I know from walking between worlds:

Human life is not punishment,

it is curriculum.

And more importantly:

There is no pain or suffering when we are out of the body.
What looks like agony from the outside is not what the soul experiences.

Pain was never the purpose,
Love was.

What happened to me was not because God wanted my mother to suffer.

God does not want anyone to suffer.

What happened was because her soul, and mine, had agreed long before this lifetime that this moment would open a door in her heart that nothing else could.

It did not break her.
It awakened her.

She learned unconditional love.
I learned unconditional trust,

not the fragile, earthly version, but a soul-deep knowing:

That I was held.
That I was guided.
That I was safe.
That nothing could harm the truth of who I am.

Trust was not something I decided.
It was something I remembered.

Together, through this moment that looked like chaos from the outside,
we learned how precious, sacred, and interconnected life truly is.

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Part III, Returning to My Body: The Human Weight of a Divine Experience

Many commented on how “light,” “happy,” or “radiant” I seemed during the interview.
Some said my smile made them emotional.
Others said, “You must have been changed forever.”

Yes, I was.

But returning to this world was not easy.

I didn’t simply come back,
I came back changed.

I returned with an awareness that most children do not carry,
a sensitivity to subtle energies,
and a perception that stretched beyond what the physical eyes normally see.

It wasn’t “memory” in the sense of earthly recall,
it was spiritual sight,
a continued awareness of the realms I had just come from.

I saw what others did not see.
I felt what others did not feel.
I perceived fields of energy, presence, color, and consciousness that could not be explained by the logical mind.

Some asked:

“Do you ever feel alone?”
“Do you ever question your purpose?”
“Why did the Light send you back?”

Here is what I learned:

We are never truly alone,
but being human means we forget.

And forgetting is not punishment,
it is part of the curriculum.

And as for why I returned…

As many viewers wrote:

“Your story lifted me from grief.”
“You helped me feel less alone.”
“I’ve been questioning God, and you restored something in me.”

Here is the deeper truth:

I did not simply get sent back, I agreed to return.
At that soul-level crossroads, I chose to come back into this life because there were people I had promised to help, hearts I had promised to touch, and a purpose that had not yet been lived.

My story, my presence, and my voice would one day become a bridge for others who needed hope.
And I chose that path with full knowing, full love, and full willingness.

That is why I returned.

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Part IV ,  For Those Who Are Skeptical, Confused, Or Hurting

I read every comment, even the doubtful ones.

Some said:
“Her memory is too detailed.”
“She’s too happy.”
“This can’t be real.”
“Why didn’t the Light save my mother or child?”
“Why does God feel absent when we need Him most?”

If you are one of those souls, hear me:

Skepticism is not an enemy, it is a doorway.
Doubt is not darkness, it is a longing for truth.
Pain is not evidence of abandonment, it is evidence of how deeply you loved.

If your heart aches because someone you cherished did not stay,
it is because love left an imprint too powerful to erase ,
and because love never dies.

It changes form,
it shifts realms,
it moves from the visible to the invisible,
but it does not end.

Not for a moment.

I do not expect every person to believe my story.
But I do hope it reminds you of this:

You are loved.
You are seen.
You are guided, even when you cannot feel it.
And you are not walking this life alone.

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Part V, What So Many People Asked: “What Is The Purpose Of Life?”

The comments were full of this question:
“What are we here to learn?”
“Why is life so hard?”
“What does God want from us?”

Here is the truth that lives in my bones:

We came here to remember,
remember who we are,
remember who we belong to,
remember that love is our origin and our destiny.

This world is not the punishment.
It is the practice.

Spirit told me:
“You are here to learn how to love through limitation,
to see through the eyes of God while wearing the eyes of a human.”

That is the entire curriculum

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Part VI, A Message To The One Heartbreaking Comment

There was a comment that pierced me:

“Why didn’t God save my baby? Why don’t I feel His presence? Why don’t they visit me?”

My dear soul…
There are no perfect words for that kind of grief.

But here is what I know:

Love does not end.
Connection does not break.
Your child is not gone, only transformed.
The bond continues, just outside the range of your current senses.

And the silence you feel is not absence,
it is grief creating a temporary eclipse around your heart’s perception.

Please don’t confuse quiet with abandonment.

You are held.
You are surrounded.
You are loved beyond comprehension.

And your child is closer to you than breath.

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Part VII, What People Saw In Me (And What It Reflects Back To You)

Thousands of viewers wrote:

“You radiate love.”
“You are authentic and joyful.”
“You glow.”
“I feel comfort watching you.”
“You are a jewel in the universe.”
“I felt lighter after listening to you.”

Do you know what that means?

It means they recognized in me what lives inside themselves.
Light sees itself.
Love recognizes its own reflection.
Hope awakens where it already exists.

If my story lifted you,
if my presence soothed you,
if my words opened something in you,

it is because something in you was ready to rise.

I was simply the mirror.

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Part VIII, Why I Continue Sharing This Story

People asked:
“Why go public?”
“Why talk about it now?”
“Why mix science and the spiritual?”

Because humanity is starving for remembrance.
Because people need hope more than ever.
Because science and spirit are not enemies, they are two languages describing the same truth.
Because NASA taught me structure and precision,
and Spirit taught me purpose and unconditional love.

And because my mission,
my calling,
my responsibility,
is to be a lighthouse for those navigating dark waters.

If my story reaches even one soul who needs it,
then my return to this world was worth it.

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Part IX, A Final Message From My Heart To Yours

You are more loved than you can comprehend.
You are more guided than you realize.
You are more powerful than you’ve been taught.
And you are here on purpose,
with purpose,
for purpose.

Your story matters.
Your healing matters.
Your journey matters.

And no matter where you are in this moment,
broken, hopeful, grieving, awakening, confused, inspired, or somewhere in between,
you are held in a field of love that has no edges and no end.

I walked in that Light.
I remember it.
And I am here to remind you:

You came from love.
You are made of love.
You will return to love.
And love is walking with you, even now.

With all my heart,
Rosamaria

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