Joyce Hawkes, Ph.D, was a biophysicist and cell biologist by training, a Fellow in the American Association for the Advancement of Science, as well as author of 36 scientific publications. Immersed in science, Joyce was a pragmatist, a scientist… a realist. She didn’t believe in any of that ‘woo woo’ nonsense of life after death. She believed in hard data!
Yet, it seems life had other plans for her…
One Friday night back in 1976, Joyce recalls hurriedly cleaning her house. The vacuum cleaner chugged along with her through the bedroom, down the long hallway, and she had nearly finished the living room. The last sweep was in front of the fireplace hearth, 15 inches away from the mantel.
She distinctly remembers being careful not to bump the mantel or touch the fireplace, yet ‘in a flash’, an extremely heavy, leaded-glass art piece framed in thick oak toppled off the mantel onto her head!
Crumpling to the carpet, she felt a crushing pain shoot through her head, and she found herself out of her body!
She zipped along a long, dark tunnel, drawn to a beautiful and welcoming light far ahead. At the end of this tunnel, just before the entrance to the lighted place, her deceased mother and grandmother stood. They were radiant with good health, glowing with love, and welcomed her without the need for words.
As Joyce recounts, “I was overwhelmed to see them. I had missed them intensely, but had no belief in an afterlife, so seeing them astonished me. It seemed like we were together for an eternity, and yet I moved on without remorse or sadness into the place where the light was stronger still.
I marveled at the beauty of the scene before me. The sky was a shade of blue that I had only seen in the high mountains just before dusk – almost iridescent – with a richness never seen in cities. The luminous color lifted my spirit. The hues did not fade as if night were approaching but stayed glowing with awe-inspiring brightness. The surroundings were suffused with light. I seemed to be standing on a slight rise with a sweeping view of rolling hills. The colors reached out with brilliance. Blades of grass glowed with a quality of green that sparkled without a hint of harshness. The flowers glowed as if each petal and leaf emitted its own light. My being was immersed in peace and tranquility. I had a relaxed inner hum of joy, and such fullness of awareness that to leave or anticipate leaving was unthinkable. I was fully present in a manner that I had never experienced before. I walked down the hillock into a bit of a valley while I continued in the fullness of each moment.
There was no sense of the passage of time or concern about what time it was or if there was anything else at all to do except to be fully present. What an unexpected surprise that this glorious place could be my destination: I was a staunch atheist.
I had never heard of near-death experiences and had no inkling about spiritual experience in expanded realities.
Before I could think much more about how this all happened and without a forewarning of the impending change, I found myself transported to another location. I saw steps and a platform that softly glowed with a golden light. I was drawn to walk up the steps onto the platform toward the one and only being I saw. No voice told me to do that and no mind chatter argued whether I should or should not approach the being.
Some feeling of welcome, safety, and joy drew me up the steps without hesitation. Light infused everything. I felt buoyant and totally at peace. The same sense of each moment having its own relaxed fullness was there as it was in the place of rolling hills. I had no desire to leave, no desire to be or do anything other than bask in the luminous presence before me and all around me. There was no fear in me and no anticipation whatsoever.
Suddenly I was abruptly back on the floor of my living room with an excruciatingly sore head. I reached my hand to the hurt place and found a mat of dried blood. I was shocked to realize that I had been out for more than a few seconds. How long had I been unconscious? It was probably an hour or could have been more. I did not seek medical help until Monday morning when my co-workers whisked me off to a doctor, who found a blood clot on my brain. I was instructed to go home and rest for a few weeks, but did not need surgery. I had always been so healthy and physically active as a skier, mountain climber, and hiker that this was a major change for me.
I was flooded with new appreciation for my life. I was equally flooded with new awareness of the expanse of possible realities.
To be sure, as my awareness of the certainty of an afterlife expanded so did my appreciation of the precious moments of human existence.
Initially, I tried to dismiss the entire vision of ‘the other side,’ but I could not shake the impact of the peace, joy, and clarity I felt.
Fortunately, my recovery was complete. I returned to the lab and the work there, but also began searching for books and people who knew about near-death experience. I found a local healer and took classes with him. I began meditating daily. Some seven years later, and after a profound visionary calling to healing, I resigned my position at the laboratory and opened a small office as a healing facilitator. Now, 26 years later, these decades of work, meditation, travel, and writing continue full of joy, growth, new insights, and great appreciation for all that has happened.”
Joyce went on to explore indigenous healing traditions in Southeast Asia and was amazed that a local shaman could see what she used to see in her work… with an electron microscope!
Joyce now teaches energy healing at the interface of science and spirit. Her first book, Cell-Level Healing: The Bridge from Soul to Cell, received widespread acclaim, and Joyce has appeared on US and international radio and television programs, including an interview with Dr. Mehmet Oz on Oprah.
She was featured in a documentary in Japan showing her brain-wave patterns during a healing session and thermography measurements of the heat from her hands during healing, which you can see below. There is presently no English translation but the video clearly shows Joyce EEG tracings both when she is meditating (not much activity) and when she is sending healing (plenty of activity).