I was about to be homeless and was thinking about what on earth was I going to do since I was just graduating high school and had no work experience. I was also about to “age out” of the Welfare Foster System and was completely unsupported by anyone.

Without warning an extremely bright golden human-shaped being appeared at the foot of my bed (this being felt like it was feminine energy), and I heard her speak to me telepathically. She said, “don’t worry, we will always take care of you.” Then she floated quickly through a closed bedroom window and disappeared.

I was at a college dance and decided to leave because I wasn’t feeling well. I went to my dorm room, lay down, and then this happened:

Like a colored photograph, (as if from an old camera) of a brown-haired green-eyed man appeared in front of my eyes. I telepathically heard a voice say, “this is the man you are going to marry.” And they told me his name.

I laughed and replied, “Yeah right. I’m not interested in getting married.” Then I was told to return to the dance. I didn’t want to go, but I did. Not 20 minutes later, it was there that I met my future husband.

My husband was out of town on a mountain climbing expedition. For three nights in a row, I saw him falling off a mountain and hitting the ground. There were no cellphones at this time and it was not possible to get in touch with him. Each night I had this vision I placed a fat pink cloud on the ground where he would land. On the fourth day, I was notified at work that my husband had fallen off a 60-foot mountain (both repelling ropes broke).

This was a very rocky area. There was only 1 clear spot with NO rocks where he could have landed and not been impaled by sharp rocks. He landed on the ONLY flat space there was. He stood up, yelled up at this group, and said he would be right back up. Then he collapsed. Any type of fall is dangerous. A 60-foot fall is equivalent to falling off a 6-story building and landing on concrete.

This is usually catastrophic and fatal for those who experience it. My husband suffered some broken ribs, a broken pelvic bone, and a collapsed lung. There was no brain damage, no broken bones in his neck, back, arms, or legs. He was out of work for approximately one month. The doctors could not believe what little damage had been done during his extreme fall and proclaimed it was a miracle. I was often advised by my guides while driving to work, which way to go or to take a different route than my normal one. I inevitably missed accidents because of this guidance.

One day I got in my car and heard a voice (telepathically) tell me to “check the brakes.” Normally, when my guides talk to me and give me instructions or warn me of something that is going to happen, I listen and heed their advice. However, because I ignored the warnings, this telepathic message occurred every day for three weeks.

Then one morning I started my car, and suddenly smoke appeared under the hood, naturally, I thought the car was on fire. I got out quickly, grabbed the water hose, raised the hood of the car, and doused the fire.

I had the car taken to an auto mechanic. I told him about the smoke and fire and, of course, asked him to find out what happened. At the last minute, I asked him to check the brakes. He called me later and advised me that there had been NO FIRE under the hood of my car, however, all 4 of my brake pads were worn down to nothing.

He asked me how long I had been driving it this way and how far had I been driving. My answer was, I commuted to work an hour each way and had been driving on what brakes I had, for an unknown amount of time. He was horrified! He said it was amazing I had lived through driving my car this way! So, that was another lesson for me……Do not ignore the voices I hear. I can’t tell you how many times over the years my guides have saved me from death. Another time, I had an appointment about an hour and a half away from my house. I settled in for a long drive and was sort of daydreaming while I was driving when all of a sudden I was already at the exit ramp that I needed to get off the freeway.

I double-checked my watch and discovered that I had only been on the road for 15 minutes. I couldn’t figure out how in the world I went for an hour-and-a-half drive in 15 minutes. I decided I must have looked at my watch wrong. However, I discovered upon arriving in the parking lot I had to wait an hour and 15 minutes for my appointment. So I DID drive to this appointment in 15 minutes. I decided this was a time warp/glitch.

This has happened to me on several occasions.