When we stopped at a nearby parking lot, I got out and looked at the passenger side. The mirror was dangling, there was a slice through the metal door, the handle of the front door was completely gone, the whole front bumper and wheel well were shredded. The car was eventually called a write-off.

How in the world did we all walk away from that without a scratch on us? The answer is simple to me. We were divinely protected. By who or what?

So I began again by visualizing the “mist” of my power on him. As I breathed myself back in, my annoyance of that interaction faded and I began to feel something else. Tears. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. “What the hell?” My power entering me was first of that conversation but then it took on a whole new energy and seemingly loss of power. It was the conversation we had the day before that. It was the one that he confirmed to me that he has a girlfriend.

You know those mornings. The ones when you’re running late, the “To Do” list before leaving keeps on getting added to and you start to feel a little over-stressed before the day has really begun. Ya, I had one of those mornings.