I Thought I Was Going To Die

“Prophecy is an intercept from the mind of an all-knowing and all-seeing and all-powerful God.” – Joel C. Rosenberg

There I was, sound asleep in my bed next to my wife when I felt an intense pain in my stomach and chest area. It was a painful, burning sensation  that woke me out of my slumber.

I got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

Was it something I ate” I thought to myself.

I did have fish sticks for dinner and I used one of those small spicy mustard packets that I had saved from a takeout restaurant.

Yeah, maybe that was it. I sat on the toilet hoping a bowel movement would ease my suffering.

It didn’t.

As I sat on the toilet my heart began pumping so fast, and my face and body began flushing as sweat poured from my brow.

“Oh shit” I thought to myself, I am having a heart attack.

Next thing I know I had this terrible, dizzying feeling that caused me to slide off the toilet and onto the bathroom floor. I had to get myself on the floor because I felt like I was going to lose consciousness.

My wife had recently removed the small area rug on the floor to be laundered so I had to endure the cold, stale white floor tile against my overheated and flushed body.

As I laid there on the floor I tried my best to call for my wife to call an ambulance, but I didn’t have the strength to do so.

I was however, able to reach up with my arm and grab a towel that was on the radiator and slide it underneath me to provide a barrier between my body and the cold floor tile.

I was barely able to do this though. It took all I had.

I laid there weak, and in agonizing pain. I believed this was it; I was going to die on the bathroom floor.

After about ten or fifteen minutes of being laid to rest on the floor I began to feel life return to my body. T

he internal pain went away and I stopped sweating.

I regained my energetic balance.

I was able to get myself off the floor and back into my bed where I instantly fell right asleep.

The next morning I awoke around eight am. My wife Jenny was already gone for work. I laid there in bed for a while recalling my experience last night.

Eventually I got up out of bed. I felt perfectly fine.  I didn’t have any physical symptoms at all from the night before.

Everything was completely normal for me the next day, and when Jenny got home from work that evening, I told her what had happened to me last night while she was sleeping.

We both agreed the spicy mustard was the culprit. It must have been expired or something we concluded.

 

The Day After

After I woke, I went downstairs to check my cell phone and there was a message from my Grandmother.

Before I got a chance to check it my brother Jason called and told me my Grandfather died last night

As I called my Grandmother I recalled what happened the night before and I began thinking if the bathroom experience had anything to do with my Grandfather’s passing.

This was not the first time I had a premonition in my life.

My Grandma began telling me what happened last night. “Pop-Pop” is dead she said.

He had gone into the bathroom in the middle of the night and suffered a heart attack while on the toilet. She found his body lying on the bathroom floor the next morning

This happened a little over a month ago.

DNA

We Are Energetically Connected

As much as we believe we are separated beings living a singular life, we are not. The message of Mazzastick is this:

There is no separation between us. We are all connected on an energetic level (which quantum physics proves) and when we help someone else, we ultimately help ourselves. When we love someone else, we love ourselves. When we forgive someone else, we forgive ourselves. The opposite, of course – is also true.

Was this experience some freak anomaly, or is it indeed proof that human beings are not so disconnected from each other as we believe we are?

I know my answer. What is yours?

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