I was the designated driver for a Texas Speedway all-day concert with my niece Heather, her friend Karen. Unlike myself, both girls were unfamiliar with outdoor festivals so I offered my expertise about what shoes to wear and what to look forward to with a crowd of 50,000 or more. When it was all said and done, both of the girls barely escaped with their lives because of the stampeding that goes on at the end of the concerts. Of course, all of my advise was ignored and Heather and Karen wore flip-flops instead of regular shoes, making them more vulnerable to the circumstances. I knew angels must have been watching over them when they told me two guys appeared behind them, literally picking them up as they were carried to higher ground.
On our way home I started to notice the weather turning for the worse. Rain with strong winds began to pull the car, so I slowed down a pace. As I drove onto the Red River bridge, our car was hit, to what seemed to be a tidal wave of water. Taking my foot off the accellerator, the began to car levitate. Suspended in mid air, the car turned slowly to the right, then the left, then back to center, instantly realizing, we were in the middle of a tornado. At this point I had no visual whatsoever and I estimated our car being approximately three foot off the ground. The girls began to accompany the roaring and moaning sounds outside with a mixture of screams, cries, and prayer. As I embedded my fingers into the steering wheel, the nose of the car started to tilt downward. Then the back of car fell down through to what seemed to be an air pocket, causing the car to level out. Within seconds we landed back down onto the pavement on all four tires, instantly it became clear enough to see but the wind was forcing our car sideways off the bridge. We were losing footage fast and thoughts of the car flipping over entered my mind. My reaction was to henge all my weight upon the steering wheel to turn the car away from the side railing. As I slammed on the breaks, the screeching sounds of the tires were heard forever in my mind as the car finally came to a halt.
After over ten years of in-depth studies of the universal law of attraction, I learned to be in the energetic field of appreciation before getting into a car. And, to think of how peculiar it was to hear the girls telling me about the concert fiasco and how they too had lost their footage at the concert and was picked up and carried to safer grounds. Tires are certainly the feet of the car, we were certainly carried off somewhat to another level of which I can’t say for sure if it was safer, however I can tell you, the law of attraction is always one hundred percent exact, precise and correct, when it comes to matching up the essence of the energy we use to create our life experiences, every single time. Summoning energies which bring circumstances of harmony is what I strive for today, especially when I’m on the road!