While on lunch break today I was reading from a book on Christian meditation and I came across something that got me thinking about an experience I had a little over a year. A psychic one.

That's right, I had an undeniably psychic experience once! What's more, that vision saved me from physical harm. Crazy huh? I'll get back to that in a minute, but first I want to tell you what reminded of this incident.

So in this book I'm reading it talks about how many people, especially Westerners, have been conditioned to think only within the conscious plane of existence. For most, the subconscious corners of the mind remain unexplored. One page in the book showed a diagram with a line bisecting the subconscious world from the conscious. One plane contained things like memories, the supernatural, the psyche, etc. and on the other side were things like time, space, and that which we are normally cognizant.

The book referenced previous times in history when the division between these two realms was less stark. As a explanation for the current oblivion to these realms, it cites current society's emphasis on the "hard sciences" and that which is measurable. It teaches that meditation is a technique used to soften the barrier between these worlds and that it can be used to nurture our souls and grow closer to Christ. How? I'm not sure yet because I haven't gotten that far. I'll have to let you know.

So, what does all this have to do with my psychic experience? Well, I'm not sure exactly... but here's my story:

It was about a week and a half before I planned to leave for India to go volunteer and I still didn't have quite enough money for the trip. I was trusting God to provide the money if I was to go, but I never could have forseen things panning out the way they did.

So there I was driving through downtown Austin on my way home from a Bible study when suddenly a vision of a car slamming into the side of mine flashed through my mind. I remember it being REALLY vivid and that it immediately sent a shock wave of fear through my body. Because of the image's intensity, I remember immediately slowing down and driving as cautiously as possible. Sure enough, not thirty seconds later a car veered at me from the left and hit my car on the driver's side! Although I was unable to avoid the collision, I'm convinced it would have been much worse had I not been going as slow as I was (about 20mph).

Well, there it is. I don't really know what to make of it personally. I don't claim to know why it happened or to understand any of its spiritual implications, but I do know that I was "warned" and that by listening to the warning I was kept safe. Any thoughts?

Oh yeah, the icing on the cake was that the money I got from the insurance company helped me pay for my trip to India!