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hello , i wanted to share an experience with you that happened a couple of years ago, and i know its what propelled me to move forward and explore what was going on with me, to me it was a very in your face moment that said get going now, loss of patience...
i was taking a van load of kids to the movies one dark rainy friday night..i went to the gas station so the kids could get some stuff for the movies...as i sat there in the van, i watched as an elderly gentlmen crossed the street. i instantly became fixated on him. how he walked, how he was dressed, etc...i could watch through my rear view mirror as he went in to the gas station, i watched it all through my mirror, as he bought paid and left..with a muffin in a bag..i could also see the time in my mirror...6 26..meanwhile, the kids had all gotten back into the van, wanted to go and i just sat there, didnt reply except for just a sec, and continued my watch..as he left the store, my anxiety increased, with each step, i saw his slippers as he walked by, a proud man, that i knew...i watched through my mirror til he hit the point that my eyes moved forward..and continued, i was more and more paniced..and i kept hearing go help him go help him go help him,,heart racing...and yet the opposing side of my brain told me, he wont take it , he wont take it, it was most definatley a pride thing, i knew. so i watched as he approached the street to cross to the other gas station across theh street where his car was parked. he stopped to check for traffic, i checked as well kept going from the man to the street man to streeet, he took a step, i checked it was fine.there was another car coming down the street , but i caluculated and i knew there was plenty of time and yet i was still so paniced..watching watching...he got to the yellow line stopped and did a quick calculation....and moved forward, i looked toward the car and really paniced, it should have been slowly down by now, but it wasnt, continued at same rate of speed..the moment came when the 2 met...no brakes...i closed my eyes with fear, silence, adn then time moved on, i looked out paniced, extremely., to find him....way further up the road, laying there right on top of the line on his side, like he just layed down and went to sleep there, so peacefully,...we all screamed and cried, it was horrible..during this whole time though, i was what i called in a warp, i could draw the lines of the perimeter of the warp on a topographical map...there were very clear lines....inside the colors and everything were very sharp and clear, sound etc....outside the lines, were foggy, faded, muted...i was aware of this the whole time, the difference between inside and outside the imaginary lines...it was moving through water, time was, slow, and thick but very clear...sharp, electric....the man later suc***bed to his injuries a day or 2 later.....this hung with me for a very long time and i felt very guilty, yet, i knew he wouldnt accept my help....what would anyone else have done....was i just meant to witness this, it was inevitable and i was to see this and witness this all and the feelings etc, to tellme, or make me very aware of certain abilities that i have been running from for years, packed away and turned my back on....any ideas, any similiear experiences...what would you call htis experience,it stays with me, the whole thing, and the part about being seperated in a small space from the rest of the world....thanks for reading and appreciate and open to all possibilities....love barbxo love light and peace be yours!!! |
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