Shadow and Light

Last week my daughter and I were almost killed. Or worse... paralyzed and/or our bones splintered into 1000 tiny shards. When it happened, every single cell in my body was on heightened alert and supercharged with enough orgasmic electricity to power a float in an electric light parade. I've never felt anything like it. Course, I've never come that close to death (well...except for the time I tripped and nearly tumbled off the edge of Waynapicchu)

We were on a lone stretch of freeway driving home from Las Vegas. It was a wet, moon-starved night. Suddenly, in front of me was the dark silhouette of a UFO (unidentified freakin' object). At freeway speed, there wasn't time or prudence to slam on my brakes. I sharply jerked the steering wheel at the last possible millisecond....sending our car into an uncontrollable swerve. We BARELY, (and by barely....I mean my eyebrow hairs could almost touch it...)  barely missed hitting the UFO. Only now I identified the unidentified object. Sitting stone still, camouflaged against the inky ebony sky, was an inky ebony car...without lights or reflectors or orange warning triangles. It sat, stoically, at a 90 degree angle, blocking the entire lane.

After getting my car back in control, my arms and legs mimicked the car's response by going into uncontrollable swerves. But they somehow managed to steer us home. Crawling into bed that night at 12:30 am, the gravity of the situation hit me and I melted into a puddle of sobbing spaz. I had a real, honest-to-goodness freak out! After which, I recovered with a profound reverence for the power of our mind-body connection.

Since then, I have had several playbacks seeing myself on the brink of my own erasure, only to be acquitted at the last moment by some divine combination of luck and arrangement.  Now, in grateful reflection, the shadows have given way to a broad expanse of time stretching out before me like a flower-saturated landscape.

Field of poppies in Tasmania. Photo by Artie Photography

It is not the nearness to death that gives me pause. 
It is my second chance at life.

What have you done with second chances?

*Editor's note: At the time, I didn't even have the wherewithal to call the police and report the deadly hazard SITTING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FREEWAY! Although, there was a police car with lights and sirens speeding toward our location. I assumed it was coming to the UFO. I can only hope.

Top Photo by Spiritual Blue


Bridget said...

Whew! Your written account is even more terrifying that when you first told me about this!! I felt weak in the knees just reading it! I am grateful the Lord was with you that dark, terrifying night!!

Cheryl said...

I am so grateful you have such reflexes and split second driving skills.
You were very blessed & must have a vigilant guardian angel.

Miss said...

Hey Jenni Claire...there was no happen-chance about your Near Death experience. You know that. It is all about your New Life experience, even though it scared the livin' daylights (no, I should say the deadly nightfrights) out of you! It's all in the perspective, my dear. And just to say it outloud; Jenni Claire, there was no clairvoyance about this...you were spared and saved by the Lord himself, which I am personally grateful for. So glad you are alive as you are such an example to me! BTW, love your New Year's goals...:)

Kim said...

Hi there Jenni- I sure enjoy your writing. I am so glad to hear you guys are safe!!

I was catching up on my blog reading and came across a wonderful post about your brother that I know you would just love. Here it is: www.chookooloonks.com/blog/2010/1/28/love-thursday-witness.html


LGH said...

Jenni, powerful, powerful writing! I am grateful for you quick reflexes, the Lord's hand in this, and for your recounting of the event, as a reminder how precious life is. And, how quickly it can be lost.

jeremy said...

Nice cat-like reflexes. That is why you always beat me in that hand -slapping game. (I previously wrote 'killed' instead of beat in the previous sentence...but that seemed a little insensitive.)

Nat said...

Thank you for this. Your account, and the contrasting photos just made it so 'real' to read. I am so glad that you and your daughter escaped this near tragedy. And thanks again for helping me remember the hand of God in our lives. You really have a brilliant mind for writing.

Anonymous said...

I am so glad your guardian angels were on duty! You owe them some deep, dark chocolate when at last you meet! (I'm sure we will eat...at least recreationally...on the other side! Otherwise, why would chocolate have been invented? It can't be for this life only!) I'm glad you're still here!!!!"

Love, Lolene

jen said...
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jen said...

Thank you everyone for your kind words. They are almost as soothing as Dulce Le Leche Cheesecake. LOL! Actually, I really, really love hearing from you.

Janessa and I are still here for a reason. Now I just have to figure out what that is.


KRose said...

sheeesh sis....i'm so glad you're safe. hug your daughter tight for me too. Love you both. thanks for sharing and glad you weren't texting while driving!

Mrs. Olsen said...

Wow! You are lucky, and by lucky I mean watched over by angels. That incident deserved an honest-to-goodness freak out!

BTW, I'm feeling a theme here. I recall Kristi's high school accident when Rebecca's truck (with Kristi as passenger) hit an UNMARKED, UNLIGHTED, UNDETOURED dirt pile in the middle of the road. I guess Rebecca didn't have cat-like reflexes like you.

I'm glad you made it out without harm!


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