Divine Intervention, a Spirit Encounter Story
Where it Began
As the title of this blog section suggests, spirit encounters are something that I am willing to talk about and share with my readers of the blog. I personally experience spirit encounters in my day to day life. I didn’t ask for it to happen, but it happens. Today I have grown accustomed to these experiences and actually cherish their presence. It helps me to understand with greater depth the world that I live in.
It started for me as a small child with the occasional night of being awakened out of my sleep, with a feeling like I wasn’t alone and knowing where the startling energy was located in my bedroom. I was frightened, but after going to Sunday school most of my childhood, I would simply say “God is with me” over and over until I felt better and the foreign energy was gone. It didn’t happen very often and in fact years would go by between experiences.
Becoming Aware
I know now that I was an energy sensitive child. I thought it was normal to be able to feel the energy of others and know whether to trust people based upon that feeling. It served me well navigating through my childhood. In my early twenties I started to use meditation to access and feel energy more deeply. I practiced transcendental meditation in between my classes at University. It took me to places I didn't know existed in a fascinating and soothing way. It completely resonated with me and I knew I had accessed something remarkable.
Meditation opened me up even more to the spiritual nature of life on Earth and beyond. It helped me develop a powerful inner strength that guided me to many opportunities. One of these opportunities was a job at SickKids Hospital in Toronto, Canada immediately after graduating University. While I worked at this hospital, I had a spirit encounter.
The Encounter
It was late in the afternoon and I was returning to work from my lunch hour. My hours were flexible because I often worked into the evenings and the condominium we rented was only two blocks away. There was a bank machine that I needed to use. It was located at a very busy major intersection of the city. Mentally I was going over my street smart checklist and I made sure I had my bank card ready, hidden in my pocket for easy retrieval so that I wasn’t lingering with my purse open.
The neighbourhood bank closed at four o’clock but the ATM was always available. I walked with purpose down the block and turned the corner to approach the slot to open the ATM area. As I turned the corner I met eyes with a very tall, very large man. He was leisurely leaning against the street level wall that was a barrier for the stairs descending to the subway platform. Our eyes only met for a split second but my intuition knew this wasn’t good. I was still in motion and only had to take two steps to be at the slot to open the bank door. I took those steps with my back to the man and then quickly took out my bank card. Immediately he was towering over me, completely covering my body with his and he said “Let me help you with that.” Of course I didn’t need help to push my card into the slot, this was a robbery! Things were happening so fast and yet it seemed to be slow motion.
Each moment was vivid and clear as an inner strength and calm filled my body. I had a knowing that this was going to be ok. I watched as the man inserted the bank card and the light for access flashed red. He withdrew the card and then reinserted it and again the access light flashed red. At that moment, I grabbed the card, side stepped away from him, and said “thanks for the help!” as I walked as fast as I could back to the hospital. My heart was pounding and I knew I had just avoided having our savings cleaned out and perhaps worse. I wasn’t sure what to think— how lucky was I that my bank card malfunctioned, or was it something else? I did feel unusually powerful back when I was being threatened.
I quickly arrived back at the hospital and to my surprise, a small self contained bank machine was standing on its own in the long entry corridor. I remembered I still needed money so I stopped. I knew my card hadn’t worked a few moments ago but I wanted to test out a feeling. I inserted my bank card and to my astonishment it worked! I was overwhelmed with feelings of gratitude. There had been Divine intervention back at the bank on the busy street corner in Toronto.
Inner Knowing
If there was any previous question whether I had Divine protection, there wasn’t anymore. This incident happened in 1994. It was the first incident that I was fully aware of, but it wasn’t the last. In early 2002 I trained to become a Reiki Master and it has further deepened my connection to the Universal Life Force Energy that some call the Divine.
I’m certain many of you reading this blog will have your own stories to tell. I hope you too are grateful for your experiences.
