My soul were leaving my body
At my other blog, I have described two miracles. Of all miracles that happen everyday. To us all, if we see it.
Now I will describe a third.
I was in a car. My friend was driving, maybe 80 kmh on a road that I myself maybe would drive 60-70 kmh. So not driving that fast, but still.
It was two lines, and not so much more space. So all cars that wanted to drive by another car, had to be on the other line for a while.
Far away we could see a big truck parked on our side, that is; we would have to drive by using the other line. And at the same time we saw a smaller truck, that stupidly had parked almost opposite, but on the other line. So all of a sudden there was only space left in the middle. The bigger truck had taken half of our line and the smaller truck had taken half of the other line.
So, with seconds to pass, we realized the smaller truck had actually started to move. The driver inside had just started the engine, and started to turn (to be able to continue forward) not looking around. Not realizing we were getting close really fast, and on his turn he would use actually the same space we wanted to use to pass by both trucks.
I realized the smaller truck would turn and drive and hit my side. And we could not hit the brake, since we were driving quite fast, so we could only try to lower the speed little by little. My friend desperately tried to brake, without loosing control over the car.
So in an automatic reflex, I bent my knees up. As to avoid the crash. But more interestingly, I felt - realized that I was half out of my body. And not in terror. The exact definition of what I felt, dressed in words, was “ah ok, now I will leave this body, and it is a shame cause I don’t feel ready, but it is ok”.
It is so strange, and so difficult to describe, because it was exactly like that: I felt I really would have wanted to continue live in that body a little more time, but it was totally ok also to go, because I just knew I was going back to Love. And I felt “something” (in my words it would be angels) “helping me to leave” somehow. And it was so ok, and I just watched that truck continuing to make the u-turn heading directly towards where I was sitting.
The feeling of leaving is still a feeling I can feel, when I remember what happened, and it is truly such a comforting feeling. It was just “ah well”… (actually, exactly as old Rose sounded when she throw the Heart of the Ocean into the water, in the movie Titanic. Exactly like that; a little disappointing but totally ok, because I know where I am going.
So beautiful feeling, with all th angels surrounding me.
And then, in a breath, the driver in the smaller truck hit the brakes when he saw us, and we drove by at the most 30 cm space between. And nothing happened.
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