Part 2/7

Because of an event that had a great impact on my life, a car wreck and near death experience, I have been driven to understand how to connect with the power that I know each of us has within us. I believe I have found many of the answers I have looked for.

I don’t claim to know it all or that my beliefs are right or complete but they have led me to a process that has been consistently working for me and my life continues to improve. The power of the process
I follow comes from connecting with a spiritual energy that is a part of everything and has unlimited potential.

I connect with this Presence by experiencing feelings in my heart, on purpose, at will, after making an intention known and while thinking certain thoughts. This is a skill that must be developed like any other skill but it is something anyone can do.

If this interests with you, please continue and know that I respect each person’s right to believe what they choose. I ask you to translate my language into your own as I talk about this process if there are words that are more comfortable for you, but if you aren’t open to the idea that there is a powerful spiritual force that you have access to and are a part of, then this probably isn’t for you. If you are open to it, then read on to learn how to use it to take part in the creation of your future.

I never stopped wondering how my Mom could know something that no one audibly told her. Over the years, I continued to question everything because what I had been taught about God and the way life works just didn’t make sense. My questions weren’t always appreciated and especially about religion.

It confused me to be told that I was a child of God and that God loved me while at the same time hearing threats that I would be sent to burn in hell for doing something authority figures didn’t want me to do.

Eventually, I became a rebellious teenager, full of anger. I was very cynical and claimed there couldn’t be a God.

Then came a September day that began like any other….

I was heading out to the country with a friend to show him my horses. Suddenly an oncoming car turned in front of me at highway speeds. I have no memory of anything that happened in this world for several days after that.

I can’t remember the sound of screeching tires, breaking glass or the crunch of metal as my car flew into the air, hit a telephone pole and landed in a ditch. My friend was able to walk away but I was not.

Somewhere in all of the commotion, I died.

When I awoke in the hospital days later, the only memory I had was of the time I spent outside of my lifeless body that had remained in the car.

There are no words to describe what happened but it seemed as if I had flown at great speeds through a tunnel. And then I emerged into the most incredible place of peace and tranquility imaginable as I stood before a warm, loving Presence, a brilliant White Light that was about to show me my life. This Presence wasn’t anything like what I had been told and I lost all fear of death.

I could feel how much I was loved as I reviewed my life. This Presence wasn’t capable of feeling anything but love for me. I saw and understood that it isn’t God who punishes me. I am the one who has an ever present choice in all matters. The choices I make either allow me to feel the connection that is always there or to feel separate from it.

I saw and felt the energy of fear, anger and resentment as I watched myself acting out various roles in the life review I was watching. I felt the great contrast between those emotions and feelings of love, forgiveness, compassion, gratitude. From over there, I understood what heaven felt like and the true meaning of going to heaven. I understood how important it is to feel love for all things.

As badly as I wanted to stay where I was, I knew that I had to come back and change some things. I understood things that I could never put into words. I saw how powerful we are and the potential we have but hardly use. It all seemed very clear from over there and I asked to come back.

And then I looked around to discover I was lying in a hospital bed. My Mom and my very good friend Mike were at my side.

“Now what?” I wondered.

To be continued…