This is my second story here. My first was about my father, now deceased, and how I still feel him near me. I have been spiritual since I was a child. I meditate, and am an energy healer. I call on energy help from what many call spirit guides. I feel them around me (when I tune into them).
Three years ago, as I was hurrying onto my patio at the back of my house to feed cats in the yard before going to work, I was moving very quickly and not looking where I was going. I was distracted with what the rest of the day had in store. You know the feeling of walking and missing a step down, how your whole body jolts as your foot hits the missed step? I had the feeling of my foot jolting down fast. I realized I had very distinctly felt a firm hand on my calf pushing my foot down fast. I was barefoot. I looked down startled and saw that my foot had been pushed down into the only spot within a 4 foot radius that did not have shattered glass in it. The wind that day had knocked a glass globe I had left on the patio table over a candle onto the concrete floor, shattering it. Had I stepped where my path led, I would have stepped on a large piece of glass and seriously cut my foot.
I immediately looked upward and started saying, "thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!"
My helpers! I feel so positive knowing I have such amazing support.
I do have more stories, and this site wants more words for this one. But my others will stand alone well, too. I just wanted to share this because so many people have scary or negative experiences. I love being able to share that we have such positive energies/entities/ghosts/etc around us and that we have certain kinds of control over what can come near us. I appreciate this site and the many differing perspectives I read here. Thank you all for reading and supporting everyone.