Nicole Meeuws was four months pregnant when a quiet spring morning stirred a deep, inexplicable dread. Hours later, she was rushed to the hospital, where devastating news shattered her world—she had lost the baby. As doctors prepared her for emergency surgery, Nicole’s body suddenly shut down. Her heart stopped. She was declared clinically dead.
For two minutes, Nicole was gone.
But what she experienced in that brief silence defied every medical certainty. She described being pulled through a tunnel of radiant blue and white light—alive, textured, musical. Emerging into a vast chamber pulsing with color and warmth, she encountered two towering beings seated on thrones. They shimmered with energy, part human, part aquatic, with gills and scaled tails. Their eyes held recognition, kindness, and a truth she hadn’t known she was seeking.
They told her she was never meant to be a mother. Her purpose was different: to help others remember what lies beyond the veil of physical life. There were no words spoken—only instant understanding. Nicole felt known, loved, and home.
Then, just as suddenly, she was “zapped” back into her body. Her return stunned the medical team. She spoke in dolphin-like clicks, her senses heightened, her perception altered. She described hearing emotions as color and feeling reborn.
In the years that followed, Nicole began painting—abstract, intuitive works inspired by the realms she had seen. She identified the beings as Apkallu, ancient Mesopotamian figures said to have guided early civilizations. Her art became a translation of energy, emotion, and memory from the other side.
Her message is simple, yet profound: Love is the truth we’ve forgotten. Death is not an end, but a return. And everything—every soul, every spark—comes from the same origin.
