No that did not happen to me. But it did happen to a friend of mine. True story. There were four men, three inside the pick up truck and one in the flat bed due to no room in the one front seater truck. The third man lay in the back of the three quarter ton bed leaning in the corner falling asleep due to being out to late the night before carousing when he should have been home with his family.
He fell asleep and dreamed through the bumps and turns of the country roads they were traveling on to the job of the day.
My friend told me he recalled there was an accident and when he awoke he was lost and unaware of his surroundings. Last he remembered he was sleeping in the back of the three quarter ton pick up.... alone. But this alone was very different. Everything around him was gray. Some parts appeared nearly black. He presumed he was dead and he became understandably frightened. It was then he saw smoke all around him. He panicked thinking the truck was on fire and there was no escape. Only death by fire. The smoke didn't seem like the smoke he would normally see. Rather is was a thick gray mist. Chilly. And then the unimaginable. He permeated through the huge bolder that had fallen on him when the truck went off the road, hit the boulder causing it to roll back and as it did Roman was thrown under it and as he lay under it the particles that made up the earthen stone came alive speaking to him, pushing him up up and literally through the stone hard boulder toward something much bigger.
Bigger indeed! A sudden calm came all about him and a presence subdued his entire being. He told me he suddenly felt he had been spiralled up a rabbit hole instead of down a rabbit hole. Spinning out of control just like his earthly life. That is when he told me I probably wouldn't believe what came next. I commented I'm already having trouble accepting what described to me. Yet due to my imagination and intuitiveness I was listening intently and I allowed him to continue...
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Then the best and craziest part of the story came forth. My friend Roman told me he was placed before a heavenly presence who starred at him with the sternness of a father. Roman said he told the presence he needed to go back to the truck and his life. That he had things to finish up.
But the presence said, "No, you had many chances to finish up and or live a proper life and you didn't."
Roman responded, "But I will Sir, I will! I promise."
The presence said, "You are a double minded man who speaks out of both sides of your mouth and that has hurt your family. You may not go back. You have run out of chances."
Roman told me he recalls knowing he had died and the Holy presence was not going to allow him life. His days were over. His chances, over. He told me he always believed there would be another chance, another day to make things right, make it big. So Roman never planned for anything. He only followed his nose wherever it took him. And sadly his nose took him to death in the back of an old pickup truck on the way to a menial job in a dusty old town in Texas. The boulder he died under was his own lack of self confidence and self worth. The heavens gave him one more chance by spiritually uplifting him in a miracle fashion through a ROCK to the other side. Yet his promises went unheard because he, Roman had reneged so many times to so many people including his children.
Roman was once someone's husband who was told by the spirit not to leave his family. That he would be allowed to go back to earth if he promised to care for his them. Roman didn't do what he was instructed to do by the spirit and promised he would do. He was allowed to live for a long time yet was never honorable to his family.. He lost his family because he once again did not listen to the high spirit of the heavens. Many suffered for his disobedience. I have heard it is better to obey than to sacrifice. Sadly he felt he was sacrificing his life to his children and wife. He rather moved on to a few more wives. And never called his biological children again. What a douche. Spirit says so too. I wonder what "room" in what dimension he will go to when he truly permeates through the veil/ or his boulder. I hope I get to know. I deserve to know for I am the woman that had to live the burdens of the live he left behind. Four children and no income.
I saw...... he will be in a place such as the Hell of the gray spirit of Auschwitz with his father who talked him into leaving his family. Or they will walk the gray walk in the afterlife that I am one of the privileged to have been able to see. Long lines of gray dead people,many still carrying backpacks of life's unfinished business waiting for some one to help them, and hear their pleas.
I see children from the gray area come to me who I help cross over and through the veil. They have passed on and do not know where they are. I have seen old men, young men, who come for help. There is a long line of them waiting. Waiting for that one person that will allow the line between life and the hereafter to open up and help their lost souls.
Everything on earth has a voice. Even a huge boulder can be used to speak to a lost soul. It is up to that soul whether they listen or not. Beware.
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