I received startling news that one of my dearest friends passed away unexpectedly two weeks ago and I have been coming to terms with this change in my world - doing my best to integrate this new chapter into our ongoing friendship.
I know in the depth of my soul that our friendship is not over, experience has shown me that physical death does not end the connection of love between two hearts. Love is eternal, no amount of physical distance alters its power to endure. Jackie told me this on many occasions and I can feel the truth of it as I think of her today.
I met Jackie when I was in my early twenties and she her early fifties. We were an odd yet perfect pair, both passionate about personal growth and transformation and deeply curious about the spiritual dimensions of life. She was loud and vivacious, quick to tell you what she thinks, up for a challenge -ready to take on any form of injustice, and profoundly curious about life and people. I liked her instantly.
Jackie had studied the world religions and lived from a deep metaphysical perspective. She was a gifted artist and consummate student of life.
We spent hours discussing life, pondering spiritual truths, listening to tapes, reading books, sharing new insights and laughed often about our imperfections and how hard it was at times to live up to our high ideals.
Both of us enjoyed going for long drives, especially to the coast, and we took many day trips exploring the beautiful landscape of northern California. On one such occasion we encountered an angel. It was a profound experience that even many years later still fills me with wonder and awe.
We had spent the morning picnicking and bike riding through Samuel P. Taylor Park. For those who aren’t familiar with the park, it is a majestic redwood forest filled with rivers, waterfalls and lush aromatic plant life. I highly recommend visiting the park - even a short drive through the interior will give you a sense of the power of the place. On the day that we were there, before leaving, we found a spot by the river where sunlight was streaming through the tall trees and laid for a while in deep silence. Each of us inwardly reflecting on the perfection of life.
When we got up to leave we remained quiet, the stillness we had fallen into enfolded us like a blanket as we made our way back to the truck. Jackie suggested we head out to the coast and drive along the ocean on our way home and I smiled and nodded yes.
We drove along the winding road of highway one, admiring the spectacular views of the coast to our right, and the soaring hills to our left. The afternoon sun was warm and bright, a stark contrast to the morning we had spent in the cool dark forest, and we felt invigorated by the change in scenery as gusts of salty ocean air flowed in through our open windows. I sat with my knees bent up to my chest and my bare feet on the dashboard of the truck. Bathed in sunlight I drank in the deep blue colors of the sea and sky and gave thanks silently for the opportunity to experience such a perfectly joyful day.
Then suddenly a car came barreling around a blind corner and was positioned to hit us head on. I don’t know how fast we were going but the man driving the other car seemed to be going at least 50 or 60 miles an hour. I could see that it was a man driving because he was directly in front of us. His long Chrysler sedan was facing us head on and he was right in front of me. He was bent over picking something up on the seat next to him when he looked up and saw us and our eyes met.
I saw him turn the wheel but I knew it was too late for it to make a difference when somehow his car moved over and flew past us. The car did not turn, it slid sideways and was within an inch of touching us as it sped by. Jackie and I had not spoken a word. We had been driving in silence for some time and when this scene unfolded before us we remained quiet and still. It took us a moment or two before we began speaking. I broke the silence by saying “that car almost hit us” and she nodded ”uh huh”. I turned to look behind us and could see the car was almost out of sight driving now on his side of the lane. When I turned back Jackie joked that the driver may have just peed his pants.
We sat for a while in silence and then bit by bit began speaking more about what happened. Jackie said when she saw the car she knew there was nothing she could do to get out of his way. To the left was a hillside and to the right were the steep cliffs that dropped off into the ocean. Even if she tried to get into his lane there would not have been time for him to pass us. I nodded my head and agreed. I told her what I saw, and said it was clear to me that there was no way around a collision, and I knew that meant we were all going to die from the impact. Jackie agreed.
After a bit I commented that it was strange that even though I knew this I felt completely at peace about it and Jackie said she did too. I looked at her and said, “I didn’t even stir”. I began to realize with amazement how unusual this was and both of us began to discuss it. It wasn’t as though I was out of my body watching it happen, I felt totally present to the experience. I saw the car fly around the corner, observed that it was directly in front of us, realized the driver was not looking ahead but grabbing something off the seat, saw him look up and with a startled look in his eyes he cranked the wheel, I knew it was too late, accepted that we would die, and then I watched as the car slid sideways and miss us by less than an inch as it flew by.
I looked at Jackie and asked “how did that car do that?” and she said “I don’t know”. I puzzled for a moment and then said out loud “it slid sideways to miss us” and Jackie said “yep”. And then I added ”car’s don’t slide sideways” and she said “I know”. I pondered in silence for a moment more and then asked if she thought an angel have moved the car and she said “yes I do”.
It made so much sense, in the way only something supernatural can, when everything you know to be possible in the physical world has just been turned upside down.
We began to dissect what happened - each of us retelling our experience - as if to understand and acknowledge the facts as we knew them - and both of us saw and experienced the same thing. The other car was speeding around the blind corner and was all the way over in our side of the lane, the driver was a man with one hand on the wheel as he looked for something on the seat next to him, just before impact he looked up, showed visible signs of shock, sharply turned the car wheel, the whole car slid sideways into his lane, and brushed past us closer than seemed possible without touching.
It was a miracle - everything about the experience internally and externally was miraculous.
Soon we began to wonder why it happened? Why had we been saved? Why had we been given this miraculous experience? Perhaps it was given to the man and we just happened to be there to witness it? Clearly all three of us had been given a great gift.
We returned to our earlier conversations of the day when we had been talking about God and prayer and what it means to live a spiritually based life. We had spent the morning reflecting upon the Divine handiwork abundant in the beauty of the natural world and talked about how connecting with nature makes facing the challenges of life easier to bare. We were uplifted and inspired, elevated in our thoughts and hopeful about our journey.
As we thought back on the day we wondered if our conversations about the Divine and our desire to live a spiritual life had drawn our angels closer. It was possible but we couldn’t really say or know why we had been graced with this miracle. What did seem clear to us however was that our consciousness that day allowed us to experience our angel encounter wholeheartedly. Had we yelled and screamed and gotten caught up in the crisis of the event we likely would have created so much chaos between us that the miracle of our survival would have been overshadowed by the drama that swirled around us.
It gave us pause to realize this and served as a powerful life lesson. A lesson we reminded each other of from time to time when the circumstances in our personal lives felt daunting to face:
Even when things seem impossible to overcome, if you can stay present to what is and remain open to possibilities, resources can appear you never dreamed of and the obstacles that block your path in this moment can be cleared away with grace and ease.
When Jackie’s son Jay called to tell me she had passed away we talked for awhile and did our best to console each other. Jay is my age and I have always felt a special kinship with him through his mom. She loved him (and all her family) deeply. He asked me if I remembered when his mom and I experienced the angel? I told him yes, that although it has been over twenty years since that day I remember it as clearly today as I did when it happened. I also said that I remembered how when we got home that day he and his partner Joe were there and we excitedly told them all about it. He said he did too. Jay said over the years he and his mom would talk about that day and she would recount the many adventures she and I took together.
I hadn’t seen Jackie in person for many years; the circumstances of our lives made it challenging to get together, but each time we talked on the phone (about once a year) she reminded me that no amount of physical distance would ever diminish the strong loving bond of our friendship. I agreed and often cried when she told me that. It brings tears to my eyes today as I hear her in the back of my mind telling me again today.
My dear friend has gone on to another realm and I am missing her even though she still feels close in my heart. I give thanks for her angelic presence in my life and the many gifts she brought to our world.
I’d like to leave you with a quote of hers I wrote down several years ago when we were talking on the phone:
“You being exactly who you are in this moment is the gift you have to give to this world, and it is enough”.
I have kept this quote on my desk, and made copies of it recently for a Women’s retreat I helped plan and co-facilitate last fall. I read it back to Jackie the last time we spoke on the phone and told her how powerful it has been for me to reflect on, and she cried.
Her words of wisdom and loving friendship have given me the courage to stay faithful to myself and trust my journey even when I’m not doing as much as I think I should to contribute positively to our world.
I hope hearing about Jackie and our encounter with the angel inspires you dear reader to see your beauty and trust your journey, and stay open to miracles that come your way.
Blessings, Heidi
© 2010 Heidi Noh-Kuhn, Dare to Dream Visioning