ChantillyChopper wrote on Apr 24^th, 2010 at 1:21pm:


I think there are some "accidents", or events that had such a very low level of possibility of occurring that there was no contingency put in place for it, and the deck is shuffled to fill the gaps.  In those situations free will combined with circumstances result in the death of the "character" in the play of life and our souls make other arrangements, however, other arrangements are made on an ongoing basis...not just because of a death, but because free will has led the charcters in another direction.  While the accidents may appear as tragic to those remaining, the soul benefits from the experience and makes further plans for the next play.

There is more information along this line in the "Those dying young feel Gypped" thread.

This is my understanding...I hope it helps.

I think there are some "accidents", or events that had such a very low level of possibility of occurring that there was no contingency put in place for it, and the deck is shuffled to fill the gaps.  In those situations free will combined with circumstances result in the death of the "character" in the play of life and our souls make other arrangements,

Well this pretty much covers what I was going to say, and better.

John had a very similar accident/near miss shortly before he died, to the one that killed him.  Unusual enough circumstances to make coincidence very unlikely in my mind.

This is so interesting. Within a couple of hours with a relative of mine, a couple of days ago, our car nearly drifted off the road, first, then into another lane into a car in the blind spot, on the way back. Both times, I simply said this relative's name, and it was corrected. There was no panic. But it was a strange feeling because it really felt like this was an 'almost' plan that didn't occur. Thanks for this topic and for sharing your personal stories, everyone.

I'm trying, Chantilly Chopper! I quickly dashed off the post you replied to, before heading off with the 'whole bunch' this afternoon. I was not driving, but sitting in the back. The conversation began turning around the subject of the airport, and the exit for the airport, which we were eventually about to pass, but everyone had gotten so immersed in the conversation about the airport that the driver almost forgot we were heading to the mall, and we ended up right in the middle of the striped lines by the exit because the driver got confused (the spouse of the relative I talked about from the other day), so we were actually heading straight for a 'fork' there, and she steered into the correct lane at the very last second. This time I got a little mad, and blurted out something like, Jesus, I've been through enough of this stuff, PAY ATTENTION! The car got kind of quiet, but we got over it. Later, in the mall, a gentleman behind the counter was talking to the 'driver' from the other day, and I was standing with him at the counter. There was a slight disagreement there, and the service man began giving this relative a 'spiritual guidance', right on the spot. He looked to be Indian, maybe, from India or thereabouts. He said he was psychic, and said a bunch of things about me to my companion which I won't repeat because it was personal. But it was amazing.

The 'driver' companion who was with me didn't understand what was happening, although the message was partly for him. But I could 'feel' it, the energy around the moment, and I felt that it was an extraordinary moment for me. And the rest of the message was for me, and it was unbelievably helpful to me. And I was told that I only have a couple of 'levels' to go, so to speak, for some serious psychological healing. And some other things, which meant quite a lot to me. When you are ready for it the messenger will appear! It happened to me, today....  Fascinating stuff, this psychic business.

I mentioned it in another thread, but it seems appropriate here, too.  One of the shooting victims at the massacre at Virginia Tech survived his wounds and was killed in a car wreck on the way home from the hospital.  This follows the lines of his "time being finished".  While we look at it as a tragedy from our human perspective...he will never again be with his loved ones on earth...while this is true of his current "earth" family on earth at this place in time...but his soulmates are all around him and he will have future incarnations with them and others...and he has done this...lived and died...hundreds if not thousands of times before.

I reviewed a previous life wherein I was killed in a real accident...it wasn't supposed to happen and wasn't planned for...it was the perfect storm of free will and circumstances.  While I had some spiritual anger about not being able to conclude the lifetime, from a practical soul standpoint it created other opportunities and experiences...the majority of which were remarkably similar to what had been planned prior to that death.  From the soul standpoint, there is little emotion about death, planned or accidental, because it is ultimately part of the plan...death is simply the end of that human character's portion of the play, to quote Beau's wonderful allegory (All the world's a stage...), and means you get to start rehearsals for the next one coming up.  Our fellow actors are all going to be there in the next one, you just get a leg up on them and possibly get to shuffle the deck and get the better parts as a result.

I am in no way trying to minimize the effect the death of a loved one has on our human lives...it is life-altering and can result in tremendous emotional upheaval.  With that in mind, if we are indeed simply the characters of our soul in a play that none of us will survive, the loss of that loved one is simply his early exit from the stage to await you in the wings to begin the next life/play.  Since we only control how we deal with it, why not make it a positive and expect this to be the case...playing our part the best we can...if for nothing else, to honor our soulmate whose early exit is fondly remembered.

I, again, mean no disrespect, and only comment on my thoughts, feelings and perspectives...I hope they help. 

Thank you Hawkeye and Usetowuz,  beautiful thoughts and comments.   I always wondered why I did not die in the accident with my fiance,  the odds were against me,  instead I walked (well after 4 days in the hospital) away with a skull fracture ( I have a pretty big indentation on my forehead and a broken finger, one that is crooked...my ring finger and I said that was on purpose so I couldn't take my rings off, lol)  but, I lived.  And now I feel that, unknown to me, my son would die with a brain tumor.  It seems perhaps that was the plan, and that I would still be needed here for my other son and two grandchildren.  Who knew....except me I guess before I came back to this earth plane.   And I often ask myself why was I in such a terrible accident and survived with basically a dent in my head....(I flew over 30 feet in the air, over the car that pulled out in front of us and landed with no helmet) and then I thought, perhaps it was my fiance way of taking care of me financially,  I was dependent on his income and I received enough insurance money to last me for awhile.  And, frankly, I don't think it would have felt right if he had done that by himself.

After we were able to communicate, he told me exactly what happened in the accident....it wasn't until a year later in court that I talked to one of the witness and he described exactly what my fiance said had happened.   He spoke of hearing me yelling for him and looked over and saw me in the middle of the road and how he felt no pain and thought he survived the accident, and then he realized he was now standing and looking at his own body and then he knew.  he talks about riding in the ambulance with me, staying with me at the hospital.  And the story goes on from there.

Thats what i have also wondered Beau, people say we cut our life short, what if it is in the "plan" so to speak, to commit suicide?   Lets face it, suicide does make all of us question and look at our life, appreicate it for a brief moment in time, what we have, who we have.  Saying life is not all that bad is it, that we want to leave it?     I don't know.   My sons death was no accident for sure, just so awfully sad for me and his brother, his daughter and his nephew.  If what we either know or believe to be true in the after life,  I am thinking he is pretty ok with it all.