After my near fatal car accident in Maine, I felt displaced, like I should be dead, but I wasn’t. It was like I beat death for a reason. Actually, just minutes before the near accident, everything started to slow way down for me.
I felt like I wasn’t alone in my car. Maybe, I had Angels or deceased relatives with me? It wasn’t all about me though. It was about someone else too.
But this near fatal car accident, I’ve always felt, wasn’t just an accident, but someone was trying to take my life from me. But I listened to my inner feelings and slowed way down. Because, I wasn’t supposed to die there. Maybe I’m special in my own way? Maybe my life does have a real purpose? That’s what I’ve been searching for my whole life.