The car crash. An “accident” (are there accidents?), a dance of cars, and a meeting of related souls, who had never met each other here on earth before.
In precise timing, one car came downhill, on a lightly wet road, and for some reason, slipped to the right.
The woman in it, the other woman in this story, as she called herself at our first unexpected meeting, did what I would have also done, tried to correct to the left, and found herself driving directly into my lane. Into me. We crashed.
Are there accidents?
No. I did not see her coming. Yes. It could have easily been the other way around.
The road was slightly wet. Tiny raindrops were pounding on the car windows. The sun, coming in and out from behind the clouds. Everything was clean. Shining. The air carried the fresh smell of earth dancing with the drops.
A few moments earlier, I had brought my toddler to her daycare. We sang rain songs. My twins were at home with my mom. My husband thought he would work from home that day.
I felt a sense of a “boom” coming. A boom that awakened all of my senses. The next thing I remember was light.
I only felt a sense of a “boom” coming. A boom that awakened all of my senses. The next thing I remember was light. Then flowing, and being at peace, so calm. Hovering in love. Later I learned that I had what is called a Near-Death Experience. Life forever changed.
I invite you to join me in my journey of the car crash, the Near-Death Experience, and its invitations, gifts, and blessings for my life, motherhood, parenting, everything… in my book The Promise We Made.
