The Most High speaks to us clearly through signs, sounds and symbols, the elements and our surrounding, even that voice we call intuition and the scripture, of course.
I know since a young age that I need to travel. Messengers of different countries told me this, I read it in different astrological charts and so on. So when I get the input from Above to plan a voyage, everything is lit, red carpet like. The sun shines, the birds sing the costs are really low and at a really human time and somebody is really happy to pick me up from the airport. Here on this picture I went from a caribbean island to Mexico. Tavelling through Mexico was a big, enriching part of my lifeexperience. A wonderful step to my Self Realization. The Infinite celebrated this step and this flight with me showing a heart in the water formed by waves, sitting me next to a really interesting human being in the plane and everybody was nice and friendly. I followed God's will. Everything perfect.
And then there are other times, when I make decisions according to my mind, not following the Voice and signs... I THINK I need to go there somewhere at this specific time because I THINK it is good and this is how it should be. Sometimes I even ask the One "Is this according to your will?" The answers are really clear: NO, don't do this! Don't go there.
The signs for example are, the neighbour's dog starts barking aggressivly, the credit card doesn't work (my friend's one neither), the computer breaks down, the flight is superexpensive, I get sick etc. But my head says: You need to go because this is the plan, because you already said so, etc.
This is the story to the second picture:
Besides all the red flags my stubborn Self somehow managed to get the flight ticket from Mexico back to Guadeloupe with one stop over night in New York. Obviously, it was not possible to book a hostel for that night, so I decided to just sleep somewhere at the airport.
In the plane my seat was next to a man my age who had a little tiny hat on. He was hebrew and I was curious. I tried to start a conversation, but he was not really interested in talking to me. So I left him alone and sat with my disapointment.
It was a night flight and I had a windowseat. I got excited to catch some freaky looking clouds with my new camera. These freaky looking clouds that seemed to be so far away came closer and closer. The freaky looking part of these clouds were flashes of lightning and we were heading right in there! An anouncement was made to please fasten the seatbelt because there were turbulences ahead. I've experienced some trouble while flying, but this was something else. My stomach felt like we were in a rollercoaster.
The guy with the tiny hat turned all white in his face, he put out his holy book and started mumbling and weeping. Back and forth, back and forth... People became nervous and I continued to try to catch the lightning with my camera. The plane was abruptly tossed back and forth. Somebody sitting behind me vomited...
Suddenly all the lights turned off.
We are falling!
People are screaming!
I don't know how many miliseconds or seconds this went but it felt like eternity. The light came back, we returned to normal turbulences. I asked myself: 'What the f**k is wrong with me?! Why didn't I join the crying...?' I could leave this earth, right now, nothing to cry about... I guess...
I took the chance to reinitiate a conversation with the man with the hat: "We survived", I smiled. He said "yes, thank God!"
"What would you like to do now, before dying?" I continued. He replied: "I want and need to make a family!"
"Such a nice thought", I said to myself and were sure that somthing is definately wrong with me because I would have never had a desire like this... we continued talking, I could ask him lots of things about his traditions and religion. I was so happy to have a conversation with this man! He even introduced me to his cousins who were just some seats behind us, and I could sleep at one of his cousin's place in Queens, ten minutes from the airport.
This story happened in 2016.
I was just thinking about this recently: who knows if the prayer of this man had saved us...
It is a true present being alive and being present! Hallelujah - praise God! הַלְלוּיָהּ
