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Fiery Bush Vision Predicts Death

The year was 1998. I put my sons to sleep and went to bed myself. I was in bed for about 30 minutes when I felt my left side becoming numb. I opened my eyes and I saw what I can only describe as a fire. A little bush on fire. I wasn't seeing it with my earthly eyes, although my eyes were opened. I was somehow seeing it with my whole being. It looked like a 4 foot bush on fire. It felt wonderful, peaceful and I felt loved. I kept looking in awe...as if I was looking at love itself. It then put a scene right in front of my eyes.

Like a big picture of the size of a big tv screen of someone lying down on a bed and two feet sticking out...like the ones in a mortuary. It was clear that it was a picture of someone dead. It was so clear, it was so vivid and it didn't frighten me at all. Then this "visual screen" disappeared and I looked back to the fire and it came close to me, and it seemed it was going to touch my cheeks. That proximity so close to me scared me and I said - Leave me alone. And it instantly disappeared. I was left wondering what had just happened.

Three days after this occurrence my father passed away. There is no doubt that that fire/love came to let me know that my father that I adored so much was about to pass away. But at the time I didn't connect the image I saw with my father passing away. Had I understood the message I would have had time to go see him. I don't usually share this experience with anyone afraid it can delude the fragrance of love I was left with.

Since that time I keep asking the entity to visit me again as I won't be frightened this time. But it hasn't come back in 18 years. That occurrence probably didn't last more than 5 minutes, but 18 years later, and I still draw comfort from that experience. It has also been a constantly reminder that I am loved and cared for. It is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I have never been interested in any religion but have always meditated and read a lot about spirituality.

By the way, I want to mention that when I was 3 months old I was in the hospital treated for dehydration and my heart stopped three times. Obvious I don't remember anything, but coincidently I have never feared death. Growing up I couldn't relat to people crying when their loved ones passed on. Also, till this day, I can't relate to people talking and wondering if there is life after death.

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