Wednesday, July 31, 2019

Unconventional and somehow appropriate, The Devil gets his due.


Let me be clear. No judgement here. Each character has assumed a role. This is a scene playing out.


"There she goes." That's all he said as he looked into the rear view mirror.

I was in the back seat relating some story. Mom was in the front passenger seat. Andy was navigating the winding Ozark highway. Late afternoon on a warm summer day and the roads were dry but that often meant dealing with more drivers who were in a hurry, following too close and passing with absolutely no way of seeing the oncoming traffic. One of those was behind us.

Hearing the concern and an odd twinge of pity in his voice, I wondered what I had missed.

"What are you talking about, " I asked.

He explained that the car that had just topped the hill and zoomed past us in the oncoming lane missed the curve and had gone off the road, overturning. What happened then was that the truck behind us, the one that had been trying to push us along, had actually (for some unknown reason) slowed down just prior to the entry of that oncoming car.

That truck then turned off to help, having had a better vantage point - seeing the entire accident play out - and being just far enough back to avoid encountering the out-of-control car. Any closer and they would have been in the curve at that same time.

Driving in the Ozarks can be hazardous. Rolling hills. Roads wind and curve and, in some spots, they narrow with no shoulders and steep ditches. Even though I was distracted in the back seat, I did have a vague awareness of a red car speeding past us going way too fast for the road conditions and I heard a noise that sounded like a brief screech of tires. Apparently, that was just before the car went airborne.

All Mom could see in her rear view mirror was a huge cloud of dust. Still moving forward along the winding road, we talked about turning back to assist. In that brief span, the emergency responders were already passing us en route to the scene. Since we had no information to add - other than being present when the car raced past - and the road was narrow - meaning we would be in the way - potentially causing another traffic hazard, there was nothing to do but continue forward. The ambulance had now passed us as well.

So fast, everything happened. What was amazing was the quick response to the accident. Apparently the call had gone out immediately and help was on the scene in minutes.

walk in the park
It is easier to hear the answers in an open space.
Clarity.   
The feeling of that encounter was unsettling. I had a pit in my stomach for the next couple of days. And there was the sense it had been a fatality accident. Andy said he had seen the young female driver with the window down, flying at high speed along the road. He said the driver side hit first when the car rolled.

Given the unsettled feeling, I decided to ask my guides what had happened. This is where it gets a bit more complex.

Each has his own symbols and cues, my given cue in this case was the face of a goat. An imaged flashed. Not the passive, gentle, animal face, rather the beady, red-eyed creature typically characterized as a symbol for the Devil. Seriously? A bit more intense than I anticipated but I knew then it was a fatality.

Why that over-the-top, exaggerated, gnarly symbol? Basically because I never would have made the connection to a death if they had given me pearly white gates and angels. I would have jumped to the conclusion that angels had arrived to help and all was well. And that may yet play out.

This offered more depth. The Devil symbol presented an analogy and - for me - it represented a fast lane life-pattern that went off track. I was also told it did not involve us.

Simply being present as it transpired I can argue the term 'involvement' and say there was an imprint of emotion, deep sadness and a pit of sorrow for that unknown life cut short.

Then the guides gave me a phrase to look up. "The Devil gets his due."

In the accident report: Fatality, young female, no seat-belt. Transported to funeral home. Also noted in the account, nearly 50 deaths over the past several months for the unit patrolling that area. I hadn't considered their role and the scenes they have to witness.

Maybe what I can add, having been there and seeing the emergency vehicles en route mere moments after the crash, their response time in this case gave that girl every chance if there could be one. Respect.

Returning to the phrase. I get images, symbols, tunes, words, snippets and paragraphs, even songs to help me connect the dots, all nudges from the guides. In this case it was the phrase, "The Devil gets his due." That exact phrase is in the title of a song. Interesting.

Again - no judgement, this is a scene and a story line. 

Old school country song. A Loretta Lynn classic. There is an odd sync with the lyrics. It connects with the word "dirt". Not meant to be literal - it doesn't mean the story fit the deceased. It is given as a key to understanding a tiny bit of the equation and a character role one might play in this incarnation. If the other sync is emotion, it would be Anger. 

The guides offered an overview: Some souls are here as short-timers. They experience life at full throttle, meet specific criteria and serve as a cameo for players in other roles. When it is time to shift and upgrade and that course does not exist in a physical state, they transition.

In other words, all that could be learned in this form was accomplished. There was a transition and no others were harmed. (That other truck backed off and was out of harm's way.) It was time to cross over. That was her story and it has not concluded, simply shifted to a higher plane of awareness where none here are required to participate.

Heaven can wait.

Update: Even now, I am realizing what I felt in that encounter and transition was a barrage of flotsam from a very dense psychic debris field. Although I have intended to write more about these kinds of experiences this was the first incident to trigger the need to get it out and start the process of unwrapping what had been delivered via a note in passing. Extraordinary - the bonds we share unseen - and their ability to cut the clutter and inspire reflection.

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And in such a way - there are those who have gone before and checked back in to offer hints of what one might expect. Research over the past few decades has given us some tremendous advantages in the volumes of documented stories shared by those who have had near death experiences and after death communication.

Pioneers in the Field, Dr. Kenneth Ring and Dr. Raymond Moody share their thoughts via the blog at University of Heaven, "an online educational platform committed to offering quality courses and resources about near-death, shared-death and after-death experiences. The website content is curated by Dr. Raymond Moody and Lisa Smartt, MA, researchers in the field of consciousness studies."

Enjoy the blog starting with this post by Lisa Smartt on After Death Communication - ADC happens in many ways - via text, telephone, telepathy, animal messengers, dreams and visitations.

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Life and Death are full of mystery.

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My proof
- and that is the whole point of this reality thing being very personal and unique to the individual experiencer - the light beside me goes off for a moment and then comes on again as I am composing this introduction, underscoring the "quirk" factor and the representation of the ever-present, unseen support in this adventure.

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