Bill Tortorella shares the story of his Near-Death Experience, occurring after contracting a virus at a jewelry trade show in Tucson, Arizona. During his encounter on the Other Side, he describes being transformed into a beautiful beam of light, being guided by three guardian angels, reuniting with his deceased brother, and having it revealed to him where we come from and why we are here. Bill shares what it was like to feel that he was back in his True Home on the Other Side and how the love and forgiveness he experienced helped him to live his life differently after his Near-Death Experience.
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Ever thought that this stuff is the devils way to give credit to a false religion…? Its a show to give gedibility to the catholic church … " if they can do excorcisms and repel demons they must be legit" but what if the demons put on a show and let the priest think its a war between Gods agents and the devils agents…
This man really gets life "I would help others, I would do anything… You give as much as you can, you do as much as you can" ❤❤❤
Sending love to you
This gentleman is so lovely and real. What a beautiful account of his experience. I really appreciate it. Thank you!
Satan in not on the other side & God is that’s the difference
Are we saying “god” is programing us with the serial or numbers?
Bless you Bill.
Very good. I passed over 2 times wheniwas 20.
Met God. Its mind blowing experiences. I came baksent back. Haved livedmylife partially disabled as anincomete Paraegic.
Even though ive exleriencedall tbat i am so confused still.
My life has been sohard i amnow 72 years old. Live on own
Life is a journey a never ending journey.
I have done a lot of bad in my life. Yes some good but I feel more bad. I am so scared what I will re-witness what I have done. I had tears watching this. My heart aches. I always believed in God and Jesus as my Savior yet i fell way off the grid. God save my soul.
I hope I see my grandpa first :,( ❤️
What's the name of that book?
My son passed Jan 21, 2026… that’s all I can comment about that. Thank you for sharing
I’m a little bit confused. I was in Miami in 1973 and there were sure more than four tall buildings and how old were you when the Dodgers move LA OK just checking thanks.
Not once did you say the name of Jesus.
What a lovely man. The way he speaks about love is beautiful. Thank you for making this video
Ugh it’s so obvious this guys is reading a script …
Although I pray constantly and believe in Christ and that he died for my constant sins I hope these NDE are true
Thank you for sharing your amazing experience with us Bill ❤️🙏
Interesting about the numbers. The numbers were everything. Mathematics is what makes the world go around. Numbers/math of different kinds, is what makes the world. I have to wonder if God isn't a mathematician.
Were you afraid
🧠 brain illusion..we just don't understand it yet. Like the sun, earth, bacteria, viruses, gravity.
All of these videos from this channel are actors. They ALL say the same things word for word. They all say " i remember thinking im home" theres never any photos. They have soneone talk about their life then when its about the death you can tell its scripted. And alot of them are authors hmmmmmm
Some people say childhood is supposed to be the happiest time of your life.
For me, it was the beginning of a long storm.
I grew up in a house where shouting was louder than laughter. My parents argued almost every day, and somehow I was always standing in the middle of their battles. My father was sick and tired most of the time, and my mother seemed angry at the world. When I was eight years old, they separated. From that moment on, I felt like a suitcase constantly moving between two homes that never truly felt like home.
No matter where I was, it always felt like I was never enough.
There was always another child to compare me with — someone smarter, stronger, better. I heard those comparisons so often that eventually I started believing them. I carried those words inside me like stones in my pockets, weighing me down more and more each year.
When I turned fourteen, I discovered alcohol. It didn’t solve anything, but for a few hours it made the noise inside my head quieter.
Life kept moving forward. At eighteen, my father died, and that loss left a hole inside me that never fully healed. I finished high school and went to university, trying to build a future and convincing myself that maybe things would finally change.
But relationships came and went, and each one left another crack in my heart. I loved deeply — maybe too deeply — but love never seemed to return in the same way. Over time, rejection became something I expected rather than feared.
Eventually I found a job. From the outside, everything looked normal. But inside, I often felt like a stranger everywhere — at work, in social circles, even sometimes in my own life. Being alone slowly became easier than trying to belong somewhere.
Somewhere along the way I also discovered gambling. At first it felt harmless, even exciting — a quick escape from reality. But slowly and quietly, it turned into something darker. Losses turned into more bets, and more bets turned into regret.
Before I realized it, I wasn’t chasing money anymore.
I was chasing hope.
And this is why I want to be honest about something that has been very difficult for me to admit. Over the past years I have been struggling with many personal problems, including gambling addiction and serious financial stress. For a long time I tried to handle everything alone, believing I could fix it by myself.
The truth is, it eventually became too much.
I never thought I would ever reach this point — asking other people for help, depending on someone’s kindness. But I find myself in a desperate moment. I promise that for every person who helps me with even the smallest donation, I will carry them in my heart for the rest of my life and remember them in my prayers. People are good, and I know that hope still exists.
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"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”
I’ve seen hundreds of these NDE experiences and his description was brilliant and compelling
……….THE END OF SEPARATION AND THE RISE OF UNITY CONSCIOUSNESS……..
I can’t wait to see my dad again
Well spoken, love is all there is
I did the same exact same. I was a mechanic and started working for our local EMS, I worked during the day, and went to school at night.
I worked as a EMT for 15 years. I left because of PTSD.
Thank you so much for sharing your magnificent NDE in your special touching way. It has really helped ground me this morning.
Excellent. It completely filled my heart with love. But one thing bothers my human mind… Does my friend miss me too the way I'm missing him? Maybe not… As there is no human feeling there he said.
Yes. ❤ My son crossed over in 2003 trapped in flames. I could not cope. I started having dreams. I went through a different dimension. It was dark and dim. Mist coming from the ground. My son was only 9 years old. But he was 25 when he crossed. I saw a bus coming. He hated the school bus. But he got on. I ran up to him and begged to go with him. He sat and looked straight ahead. No love. No smiles. The bus left. I went back to bed. But I woke up to the sensation of someone plopping themselves down at the bottom of my bed. But no one was home. I looked and saw nothing. The next morning, 5 AM again. Woke up to someone on my bed staring at me. I yelled out, "Trevor?" And my son became a ghost attached to me. In 2007 or 8 I had read enough Afterlife books to know my son was earthbound. More concern over me than his destiny. I spoke out loud. I said, Trevor, I want you in the light. Please, go to the light, I will be OK I promise. Suddenly, his presense left. Life carried on. Not a day went by with my son. Until 2016. That is when the Lights came to me. With my son, told me what is in store for our future if Love does not ignite on Earth. Itvis getting dark here. Stars are leaving. Women are not returning. Demonizing of women, your mothers, is why we must leave earth behind in the cold. The lights were grave. They said be prepared. And now we see, or should see, the sacrifices of children. I am a witness, and I agree to stay and try to spread my messages. 818 subscribers over 9 years. Cant log into Facebook anymore. Youtube, and you. Keep me down. No likes. Few to no comments. Just stare at me, occassionally call me a deranged crazy B. ❤ I know the numbers. 1 – 9. They are codes for me to know on Earth. 333. 1127. 1139. Come in 3s, 4s or 5s. I know 113 means nuke threat. 113 is here. Be prepared. Man is destroying himself with A/I. 😢
Thank u! Just soooooo beautiful!💕💕💕💕
Thank you so very much for sharing your experience ❤❤
Bill’s story was so moving and so genuine, and he told his story in such a loving way – this was one of the most beautiful NDE stories I have ever heard. Thank you so much! Bill was meant to come back and share this experience with us.
So good
My brother died over 1 year ago, he wanted to go home since he got schizophrenic, but he didn't want to commit suicide, long story short he got his wish, at 35, sudden heart failure. He died in my mom's arms, so she took it pretty hard. Soon after he died as usual with me, I got a dream with him. We were in a bubble like spaceship, observing Earthly scenes, everything down there looked like a game, I was so so excited to participate. Then he pointed my attention to my mom, who was on the floor, sad, and then he said "tell her that I'm not gone, I'm everything and everyone, I'm a tiny particle in that boy playing over there", it was just a random kid. Of course that was nice for my mom to hear but wasn't enough, so she continued grieving. Then came the 2nd dream, in that one, I actually saw him, we were sitting around a table, having a blast, we were so happy, he looked absolutely amazing, in his best shape and mood ever. We talked and talked for what felt like an eternity, mainly quantum physics, mind you I don't know anything about that, but there I understood EVERYTHING! It was so simple, in fact I couldn't wait to wake up and tell my partner about it, as I knew where I was sort of speak, but before that he said "I have a message for mom" then I woke up, immediately forgetting the message and the quantum physics, but had the urge to tell my mom that morning, about the dream. And boy was she happy, she said "I was crying all night asking for a sign from him, that he is home, and that he is happy". So I believe this time it was a visual confirmation, unlike in the 1st dream
Only in America! It never happened – it was all a dream. The Land of Make-Believe has affected your judgement.