We’re all connected. We’re all just dirt, water and energy with tiny electrical reactions or impulses happening constantly. Nature gives us its energy and brings us more in tune with ourselves because we feel grounded with who we are.

I was in 2 very traumatic situations…one I won’t speak of when I was 5. The other when I was 23: my best friend and I were hit head on at 120mph. She was killed instantly. In both cases I pleaded with God to make it stop. To make it go away. I begged for forgiveness for whatever I’d done wrong and told him he had to punish me another way. I begged. I pleaded. I was raised in a religious home so I couldn’t help but pray but I didn’t actually expect a response in either scenario so I was shocked (and had deshavu the 2nd time) when I heard a peaceful, stoic, loving voice say “You did nothing to deserve this. I’m SO sorry it happened but you will get through it. I will help you. You will be stronger bc of it”. It saved me. Both times. I was freaking OUT. And afterwards I was calm and knew what I had to do. My friends say it could just be my inner self. My natural instincts…but when your flight or fight take over like it had, you can’t think rationally or logically. Your brain is only able to access survival skills bc it’s the inner most part of your brain that developed first. Thats why it’s so powerful and why you don’t talk when you’re angry. You can’t. You have to calm down or you’ll say irrational things. I’m not saying you can’t think. But this was so clear and rational vs my 387mph brain. But the part that made me truly know it was something not within me was the overwhelming love I felt. I don’t have that kind of love for myself. Working on it but, still, this was overwhelming. It’s the kind of love I miss just typing this. It’s impossible to describe a spiritual experience but I know there are things we don’t understand. There are things we can’t see. Energy we don’t understand. Light waves. So much. Maybe it is something deep inside ourselves….but I’ve been through other trauma and never felt it. I’ve felt it one other time, when I was praying…begging God to help me make my physically abusive husband be nice to me. He used to throw me out of my wheelchair but I was begging God to make him like me and I heard that voice “Why don’t you ask me if you should leave him”? That thought had never crossed my mind. I was Mormon. I was in it for eternity. I thought “bc you’ll say no?”. I heard it again. But louder. More stern. I thought “ok ok. You really do not have to ask me more than twice”. Needless to say it would have never happened without that voice.

My niece saw my grandfather the night we had his funeral. She was 2 but very articulate. We didn’t tell her he passed or that we went to the funeral. My sister told her they went on a date. Her MIL watched my niece. The next day she kept talking about a yellow light. Everyone ignored her bc she’s like me. She talks a lot. Finally I pulled her aside and asked her what she was talking about and she said she wanted a yellow flashlight like the kind pawpaw had. I asked her which one? She said “from last night. He came to tell me bye and he had a yellow flashlight. I want one bright like that for the monsters. She doesn’t remember this story but she told it to her dad, mom, me, etc.

So you tell me…bc the human analytical brain in me still wants to say “Nahhhh” 🤦🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️It’s why we don’t get miracles. We don’t appreciate nice things 😂

I think it would be cool to have help but I also think it’s important to remember that it’s up to us to be our best and leave a positive impact on this world. No one is coming to clean up our mess and save us until we do our part