I often have a clear psychic connection while driving. Maybe it’s because driving creates an altered state of consciousness without me being aware anything's changed, making the connection easier.
The past couple of months I’d been more preoccupied than usual about some life issues causing me to worry about things I can't control. And then yesterday before I left work I consciously told myself to drop the issues, get back to focusing on the things I could control, and to just pay more attention to my inner guidance.
That intention helped me avoid a bad accident on the way home. You can call it an inner voice, psychic feeling, intuition, higher self, or whatever you want. But my advice is just listen to it. And though I know this, even I’m guilty of pushing it away sometimes. But yesterday I’m so glad I listened.
While on my way home from work the guy in the big white van in front of me kept braking. I couldn’t see around him so I wasn’t sure what his deal was. We were in the far left lane. Cars from the middle lane kept getting in front of him, so I knew he wasn’t braking because traffic up ahead was bumper to bumper.
I wanted to change lanes but didn’t have a chance yet, but as we crested a big hill it gave me a chance to see ahead of him. I saw no reason for him to be braking but since I was just a few blocks from my left-hand turn I thought I may as well just stay behind him. But then I got a distinct feeling that said, “If you’re going to do that, then stay farther behind to avoid hitting him.” I didn’t actually hear those words but their feelings and meaning were unmistakable.
So I listened. I fell back at least three car lengths between us, hoping no one would swoop in front of me since I know that my intuition only tell me need-to-know information and it usually comes only moments before an event or outcome. In other words, because I got the psychic nudge, an accident was bound to happen. If someone else had gotten in front of me they would have been involved in the collision.
About thirty seconds later, at the bottom of that big hill, I saw the van’s brake lights again. Now that we were at the bottom of the hill I couldn’t see around the van until a few seconds later a black truck in front of the van swerved to the left and came to a dead stop. I knew right then and there an impact was inevitable, and as the white van swerved to the right it crashed into the truck.
Because I had fallen behind as much as I did, I had plenty of time not only to avoid the collision but to also move around them on the left hand side, which had a full and empty left turn lane. Why the black truck slammed his brakes and came to a full stop had me baffled. There weren’t any other cars around. The guy in the black truck was out of the truck and on his phone pretty quickly so I knew he wasn’t having some medical issue, which is the only reason I would have stayed at the scene. Since I couldn’t see around the van at the time the black truck braked I really couldn’t tell whose fault it was...was the truck brake-checking? Was the van tailgating? I was just so grateful I got that psychic nudge to “stay farther behind to avoid hitting him.” And so glad that I listened to it.
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
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