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Hi everyone.

Okay, story time. One time I shared with a good friend, an event that happened to me, a true but rather strange experience. When I confessed that this event was one of many similar events, she told me that I should write them all down and put them in a book. Well, at the time this seemed too hard and time consuming. But now, with so many making videos and weird is not quite what it used to be, I decided to string several these amazing actual events together and put them into one video ...and I’ll leave the weirdest one to the end.

I’m sure most of us have had strange occurrences in life that would be really hard to explain, so have probably chosen keep quiet about them so we’re not judged or called crazy. Well since it’s probably already too late for me to worry about such a thing, I thought I would go ahead and take the chance ...the reason being to demonstrate that we are all watched over and protected by those in the unseen higher densities. Yet as I said, most of us hesitate to talk about these incidents, for fear of ridicule or even as a result of one’s own self-doubt. It’s easier to talk ourselves out of these supernatural experiences than to embrace them as the miracles they are. So my thought is to bring to light, how within one fairly typical lifetime, what may be easily dismissed by most as a coincidence, is in truth a purposeful life-saving etheric intervention brought about by Divine involvement and if one can identify these events for what they truly are, they can be all the proof one should ever need of an angelic presence in all our lives.

Okay, so I made a list, to remind me, of a few of these weird events that I thought you might enjoy listening to. Yeah, this first one I remember I was a small child, about three of four years old. It seems like I was always sick with anything and everything that came along. This time I was very ill and the doctor had to come to the house to examine me and ended up just giving me another shot of penicillin - his universal cure-all. I can’t begin to tell you how many penicillin injections were imposed upon me as a child. I remember asking my mother why people get sick here and I don’t really remember exactly what she said, but her answer didn’t seem to make any sense to me, because to me being sick was just stupid. It seemed like such a waste of time. I remember at this particular time all I felt like doing was sleeping. My mother laid me on the soft cushion of the window seat so I could look out at the sky. The next thing I knew, I was floating up toward the ceiling and remember passing right through the roof and on up into a blue sky. Immediately I felt completely well and the higher I flew the more blissful that feeling. The next thing I remember was being in a spacious room with white walls and lying on a table or counter with two non-human beings hovering over me. Mostly I remember their soft aqua-colored eyes. The female put her hand over my tummy, my abdomen and it felt warm and comforting. The other being began explaining telepathically that my stomach needed an infusion. Well I was too young to know what that meant, but for some reason I just trusted that it just had to be better than another shot, so I just closed my eyes and sank into the warm feeling. I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I remember was waking up on the window seat again and feeling so much better that I wanted to get up. So I swung my legs over the side of the window seat and stood up, but because I hadn’t been vertical for several days I was dizzy and my legs felt like rubber. My mom was sitting by the heater in a rocking chair, working on some papers and when she saw me up she was shocked. I told her I was hungry and she brought me a big glass of milk. I was so thirsty and it was so cold and delicious that I just gulped it down. Instantly I threw it all right back up and it splashed all over her chair. I sat down on the rug while my mother cleaned it up. While I was sitting there, I heard a voice in my head, the same voice I heard in the white room, reminding me that they had warned me not to eat or drink anything for 24 hours, or as they put it, one day and one night. I had completely forgotten that advice and obviously that was the result. The thing that sticks with me about that experience was how amazing food tasted after that.

Another of this sort of event that stands out to me was when I was around 12. During the summer my dad would take us down to the river to swim on those hot days. There was one area along the river that was fairly sheltered and the water collected into a sort of pool that began by a sloping graveled beach area and expanded out into the deeper water. At that age I was not a very good swimmer, actually never have been, and just sort of dog-paddled around the shallow part of the natural pool. I had always wanted to swim under the water and open my eyes. My older sister could do that and I thought it was so cool. I tried a couple of times but wasn’t very successful. The third try I was able to get under the water and see the bottom. I got so intrigued by what I was seeing, I didn’t realize that I had drifted out into the deeper water. I panicked and tried to get back up to the top, but couldn’t. By the time my dad got to me I was unconscious. What I most remember was being really warm and comfortable and thought I was home in my bed. I could see a bright light behind my eyes and kept hearing a voice calling my name - I thought it must be my mom calling me to get up for school. I felt like I was in a wonderful dream and didn’t want to get up. I tried to answer her, but when I attempted to talk I started choking and gasping for breath. Then I could feel my body being roughly turned over onto my stomach and someone was hitting me hard on my back. I soon realized where I was and that it was my dad trying to revive me. He was so relived when I started coughing the water out of my lungs. Afterwards his hands were shaking as he bundled me up in an old wool blanket and I felt so bad for scaring him like that.

One experience that really impressed me and has stayed with me all these years, was when I was in my 30s. One evening I had been visiting my mother and left her house at around 11:00 pm. As I was just about to pass the 24 hour restaurant at the edge of town, I suddenly, totally spontaneously, without thinking, jammed on the brakes and turned the car into the parking lot of the restaurant. It was as if the steering wheel had been taken out of my hands and someone else had turned in and parked the car. Then the most bizarre thing happened. I grabbed my purse and as if in some kind of a trance, went into the restaurant, walked up to the counter and asked for a large coffee to go. I paid for the coffee and walked back out to the car. Before I opened the car door, I took the lid off the coffee cup and poured it out onto the pavement, got back into the car ...and it was like waking from a dream. I was shocked and had no idea what had just happened. First off, I don’t drink coffee and didn’t drink coffee then and had no reason to stop at the restaurant. Why on earth would I pull in, stop and take the time to go inside and buy a large coffee, then come back out and pour it out on the pavement? I just sat there for a few minutes gathering myself and trying to figure it all out. Soon I started feeling very tired. So I started the car and steered it back onto the highway. As I drove, probably not more than ten minutes, I saw flashing lights ahead and realized there must have just been an accident. I was stopped by a police barricade and could see three mangled vehicles, one upside down and the other two kind of welded together and several people sitting on the ground and a few wandering aimlessly around. I could hear an ambulance in the distance. I was able to find a policeman and ask what had just happened. He told me that there had been a terrible three car accident with one fatality. So I asked him when it had happened and he said “just about 15 minutes ago.” Instantly, my heart started racing and I felt dizzy with the realization that if I had not stopped at that restaurant, I would have been one of those cars. Wow...And this isn’t the only time this sort of thing happened that ended up saving my life

Okay, I’m not sure if this one applies or not, but one night my son and I had driven over to a friend’s house about 40 minutes away to watch the latest Star Trek movie. It was around midnight by the time we started driving back home and had driven only about a mile or so when a strange extremely thick fog bank appeared in front of us. At first, I figured it would be okay because I knew the route really well, so I just putted slowly along. But the fog was so thick the only way we could tell if I was on the pavement was to have my son drag his foot out the door to check when we hit the gravel on the side of the road. It felt like we were suddenly on some sort of an alien world - it was really eerie. I can’t tell you how much time went by because all of my focus was on trying to stay on the road, but at some point the fog began to clear and by looking at the road signs I realized we were on an entirely different road than the one I started on. As I said, I knew that route really well. Well, I decided the only thing to do was to keep driving until I recognized a landmark and finally got back on to the right road. The weird thing was that when we got home my son looked at his watch and nearly three hours had passed. Again, it’s my feeling that either we had been withdrawn from the car into an alternate reality that had been blocked from memory, or we were detoured to keep us safe from a potential accident of some kind.

You know, I find it interesting how many of these incidents occur when my son and I are together, hmmm? Well, another experience that has really stayed with me all these years ...late one night my son and I were driving back home through a forested section of Northwestern Untied States. It was about 4:00 am and I was driving freeway speed while listening to a CD and my son was dozing in the front seat beside me when suddenly directly ahead was a huge male elk standing in the middle of the road right in front of my path. There was absolutely nothing I could do. I didn’t have time to jam on the brakes or swerve or anything. I just held the wheel as tightly as I could and heard myself yell out NO! I was sure we were dead. When my son heard me cry out, he jumped awake and grabbed the dash in front of him and we both watched as the car drove right directly through the elk without a sound or a bump, just as if it was air. When I looked in the rearview mirror the elk was still standing in the same exact spot looking as if nothing had happened. I mean, that elk had to weigh about 700/800 pounds or more and we had just zipped directly through its physical body as if it were a hologram. Needless to say, my son stayed wide awake for the rest of that trip. Crazy!

Another time that comes to mind ...I was a young teenager and had a monster crush on a boy at school. He was two years older than me and a brother of one of my classmates. Well, I should have known better than to even entertain the possibility of being attractive to a boy, any boy. I was stick skinny and had buckteeth and red patches of eczema on my arms. Pathetic! Needless to say not a pretty sight and was certainly not at all popular and would nowadays be called a geek. Well, for some stupid reason, I had gathered the courage to go up to this boy and ask him if he wanted to get a coke after school. I remember my hands were sweating and my legs were shaking and I was so terrified that I’m not even sure what I ended up saying to him. All I remember clearly was his reaction. He started laughing and said something like, “Sorry, but if you’d like to set me up with your sister that would be great.” I thought I would die. I whirled around and ran into the girls bathroom, slid into one of the stalls and sat on the floor. The next thing I was aware of was lying on a cot in the Nurse’s office being told I had passed out. My mom came and picked me up and took me home. Years later in a conversation with my mom about that day, she asked me if I remembered what had happened. I said I remembered her driving me home. Well she informed me that when she got to the school, the nurse mentioned that when she was trying to wake me up I was pushing her away and saying that I was with the angels and would not be coming home. I actually don’t remember saying that or what really happened, but I do remember feeling very different about that boy or even dating after that. The irony was that about four years later that same boy called and asked me out. I turned him down, I mean hey no way! But I will say that him later asking me out was a real boost to my confidence, which was greatly needed!

Another somewhat similar incident was when I was about 16 or 17. I worked at the local theater and didn’t drive yet so I would always walk to and from work. On the weekends the theater would have double features so I would often be walking home at around 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning. One night I was walking through the College campus and a car with three guys in it pulled up beside me and asked if I needed a ride. I politely told them no thanks and continued walking, but they kept following me and soon began hassling me to get in the car and driving right beside me. I heard one of the guys say, “cut her off”. And as the car lunged toward me the engine just suddenly died. The driver kept grinding the starter, but it was totally dead. I just took off running, dodging behind trees on campus and finally made it home safely. I have always been convinced that the car dying was some sort of Divine intervention and since then I’ve never been afraid of walking alone outside at night.

Another, as a young woman, I had double pneumonia twice and was hospitalized both times with high fevers. One night I was lying in my hospital bed, wide awake, just listening to all the sounds around me. There was the hissing of the oxygen, the ticking of the clock, the beeping of the monitor ...and I remember there was a man down the hall who coughed and moaned throughout the night and it made me so anxious I wasn’t able to sleep ...the poor guy. Well, the way I remember this was that there was a moment when all the sounds around me began fading away, like turning down the volume on a radio, until it was completely silent. I felt so relaxed and peaceful and just as the hospital sounds had faded, I now began hearing new sounds, coming like from a distance. It sounded like soft music, reminding me of the tinkling of wind chimes or of some of the ambient music I now listen to. I remember opening my eyes and seeing a white mist around me. I couldn’t see anything else but was surprised to realize I was standing. Little by little the mist began to clear and I could see I was standing in a beautiful green meadow with wildflowers everywhere. The meadow was lined with distant tall fir trees. I looked up to see the sky with beautiful blue birds flying above and it registered that the musical sounds were coming from the singing birds. I just stood there drinking in the ecstasy of the moment. ...Well, in what seemed like an eternity later, the scene began to dissolve in front of me, followed by that same white mist and I could hear voices a few feet away. It was the doctor talking to my dad and my dad was crying. I had never heard my dad cry before. I remember almost word for word what the doctor was saying. He said, “We almost lost her last night. Her fever was up to 106 and we did all we could to bring it down, but it wasn’t working.” Well I had no idea that had been the case, because I was outta there! What I remember mostly about the next few moments was telling my dad all about what I had seen, the meadow and the birds. All he said was, “No more of this young lady, you scared the bejesus out of me!” Well that was tirst time I had ever heard that word, bejesus. Since that experience in the meadow, I have had that same scene show up again several times in lucid dreams and during meditation.

Very late one night, about 3:00 in the morning, my son had come to pick me up from the airport and drive me home, after a very ...soul-stirring European trip. I had not expected that cheerful little planned holiday to become what it ended up to be, a sort of dark night of the soul, forcing me to gaze inward at all aspects of self, through a deeply emotional interplay of my personal reactions to (how can I say this?) social interaction and circumstance. It was strange, during that entire trip, it was like I couldn’t find my bearings, or a way to conform to the situation and being so far from home. I was so out of my element that I didn’t know how to regain my equilibrium and felt lost in my own creation, my own erroneous conception, recognizing that I had done this to myself, unconsciously set myself up for a spiritual test that I wasn’t expecting or even felt ready to face. I had taken myself out of everything familiar to my safe little world and entered a world of strangers, even those faces of my traveling companions, who were my closest friends, took on an unfamiliar feature and I knew I was alone and it was all on me. There was no one to blame, I did it to myself. I purposely left everything I loved and set out on ...well what turned out to be, a sort of journey of self-discovery. A great illustration that when you’re on a spiritual path and you’re in position for the next lesson, it’s going to show up, whether you are ready for it or not! And this is what it became - that intended cheerful little optimistic outing I had planned had ended up being an extremely revealing self-examination that knocked me to the ground and laid me out flat! And my body rebelled as much as my spirit did. Frankly, I was constipated the entire time and hardly slept at all over all those days and nights. Probably more than you wanted to know...

You know, before this I always saw myself as a sort of a spiritual adventurer and really had no idea that I was that weak and it disappointed me greatly. So when that trip ended, all I wanted was to go home to my family and immerse myself back into that happy life I had created for myself. When I saw my son at the airport I was so happy to see him that I just broke down and cried and cried ...and continued to cry most of the drive home.

The night was pitch black, with heavy rain and the backroads we were on had lots of twists and tight curves. As we climbed in elevation and entered a deeply forested section of wilderness, with no houses for miles, we came around one of those tight bends in the road and our headlights fell on a very large coyote just standing there on the opposite side of the road looking at us. My son slowed his car to nearly a stop so we could take a good look at the coyote ...and suddenly ...how do I even explain this ...we were stunned and shocked to see that only a few feet away from the coyote was a girl, a young woman, sitting on the ground at the edge of the road! What? We couldn’t believe what we were seeing! Her hair was in a long messy braid and she was wearing a sort of peasant dress with only a light jacket over the top. She was holding a blanket above her head to catch the rain ...and as we watched, the coyote lowered his head and cautiously crept toward her until he was standing less than a foot away from her. It was then we realized these two were together! ...Now, if that wasn’t weird enough, the oddest part was the look on her face as she stared straight at us ...and kind of tilting her head to the side smiled at us, in the strangest way. This wasn’t a regular smile, it was very smug and mysterious ...you know that kind of sideways smile when someone has a secret? It felt like she was sending us a message within that smile. Then she threw her head back and laughed ...it was as if she was making fun of our state of shock. I mean, here we were 20 miles away from town in the middle of a mountain range. What were we seeing? You know we’ve all heard the native myths about coyote as the trickster or shapeshifter. It was bizarre! I mean, who was she and why was she sitting beside the road on a cold rainy night, with a large coyote beside her. What could it mean? It was obvious she didn’t need or desire help. It was like she was in her element and had the answer to some completely inexplicable knowledge or something. ...It’s so hard to describe the depth of that scene in front of us. It felt as if we had gone through a veil or something - some sort of portal - time had stopped and we were caught in the moment. I can still see it in my mind as if it just happened and my son and I both agree on everything we saw. I remember we just looked at each other in total amazement. It was like an outlandish perplexing dream of some kind.

In what seemed like several minutes later, when we had rolled ahead a few feet, we realized we probably should go back and see if the girl needed anything, although I was pretty creeped out by then ...but in the few moments it took to turn around they had both just disappeared ...or gone back into the woods maybe. Who knows?

You know, we have discussed this vision so many times over the years and have never heard another story quite like what we observed that extraordinary dark night. The closest would be some of the UFO interactions, when someone is seeing something that is so far out of the ordinary that the mind just can’t go there. Additionally, a very perplexing detail within this otherworldly event, is that the moment after our interaction with the girl and her coyote, all my misery and crying stopped and I felt cleansed. It was like the culmination of that entire spiritual journey, the phoenix rising from the ashes ...and I was free and whole.

We may never know exactly what happened that night, but the significance is undeniable. The universe was speaking, in a way that makes it impossible to ignore and will forever be one of those mystical moments that proves this world is not what it appears to be ...and when circumstances are right and there are those ready to grow, the universe will bring forth the magic.

So, the next time you are held up and late for work or have a flat tire or you’re stuck in traffic, just realize that rather annoying moment, you may be in the hands of angels ...that frustrating delay may just be saving your life.

Well, there ya go ...and believe me, that’s not the end of these strange events in my life, but definitely enough for now. But hey, if any of you have any similar stories to share, I would love to hear about them. Thanks guys! Bye bye.