Touched by an angel

[Guest guest]

Everyone:

This evening I attend a concert performance. During the intermission, I

witnessed a woman fall to the ground. She hit the floor face first-hit her head,

nose and mouth without catching herself with her hands. She lay there with her

eyes wide open, her pupils where tiny and nothing seemed to be registering. I

ran over to her to check her vitals. Blood ran from her mouth, nose and eye. The

world seemed to stand still. I called out for help...and the oddest of things,

people stood there and did not assist. One of my friends went running off to

find the paramedics...the other went to the consessions to get ice and napkins

and hopeful assistance. I held this woman's hand until she started to come to,

and she was able to roll on to her side. (I didn't want to move her without

professional assistance.) I was in a concert hall with thousands of people and

they just watched me holding this woman bleeding and resting against me. One

gentleman pulled out Weinersnitzel napkins from his pocket, and I said thank

you, as I gently blotted the blood trinklig down this woman's face, the blood

merging into the red advertisement on the napkin. One other woman came over and

knelt down beside me. She wore a sparkly indigo blouse and Hopi earrings and

necklace. She held the woman's other hand, and placed ice on the woman's

forehead. As she did this she lightly hummed. Soon the cleaning ladies and

ushers had formed a circle around us and held out their dust pans and brooms,

forming a barrier. It felt like ages before the paramedics arrived. The woman

who stopped to assist, started to walk away once the paramedics got on scene and

was a good distance down the corridor enroute to the washroom. I jogged up to

her and tapped her on the shoulder. I held out my hand and shook hers...looked

straight in her eyes of pooling light, and I said, " thank you for helping her " .

There was like an unspoken understanding. It was so surreal; the whole

happening, and I had to question if that woman who assisted was a spirit/guide

of some sort. The whole scene left me with a big question mark hanging over my

head...that people kept ordering their drinks, or chatting on their cell phones

while this woman lay injured on the floor.

 

Deep Breath.

 

-Danielle

[Guest guest]

First of all thank YOU Danielle for coming to her aid so brightly! This is a

common reaction from others Danielle and yes it does speak to our societal

standards at present. People are afraid of death or injury or getting sued or

anything that looks or feels even close to those conditions. Some people will

actually faint at the sight of blood.

 

You did very well! And of course a sweet gratitude to the other woman and the

workers and others who helped and who gathered around you and the injured woman.

 

Humming can be a form of prayer. It is also used in healing rights from the

Kahunas of Hawaii to the the native peoples and shamans all over the world. This

was a very good lesson for you dear Danielle! And you did very well! More will

come.

 

Now you know the difference from helping and not helping and how strange it is

that people do not help. Yet some do. You did, they did, and she did. You are

all blessed angels - blessings to all of you! - chrism

[Guest guest]

Danielle,You are courageous!People are afraid of police enquiry and courtroom

drama.All her family members,friends and relatives will bless you.Nice gesture

on your part....................shrikant

 

 

 

 

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iamwaitingmoon <iamwaitingmoon

 

Monday, 21 September, 2009 1:24:20 PM

Touched by an angel

 

 

Everyone:

This evening I attend a concert performance. During the intermission, I

witnessed a woman fall to the ground. She hit the floor face first-hit her head,

nose and mouth without catching herself with her hands. She lay there with her

eyes wide open, her pupils where tiny and nothing seemed to be registering. I

ran over to her to check her vitals. Blood ran from her mouth, nose and eye. The

world seemed to stand still. I called out for help...and the oddest of things,

people stood there and did not assist. One of my friends went running off to

find the paramedics.. .the other went to the consessions to get ice and napkins

and hopeful assistance. I held this woman's hand until she started to come to,

and she was able to roll on to her side. (I didn't want to move her without

professional assistance.) I was in a concert hall with thousands of people and

they just watched me holding this woman bleeding and resting against me. One

gentleman pulled out

Weinersnitzel napkins from his pocket, and I said thank you, as I gently

blotted the blood trinklig down this woman's face, the blood merging into the

red advertisement on the napkin. One other woman came over and knelt down beside

me. She wore a sparkly indigo blouse and Hopi earrings and necklace. She held

the woman's other hand, and placed ice on the woman's forehead. As she did this

she lightly hummed. Soon the cleaning ladies and ushers had formed a circle

around us and held out their dust pans and brooms, forming a barrier. It felt

like ages before the paramedics arrived. The woman who stopped to assist,

started to walk away once the paramedics got on scene and was a good distance

down the corridor enroute to the washroom. I jogged up to her and tapped her on

the shoulder. I held out my hand and shook hers...looked straight in her eyes of

pooling light, and I said, " thank you for helping her " . There was like an

unspoken understanding. It was so

surreal; the whole happening, and I had to question if that woman who assisted

was a spirit/guide of some sort. The whole scene left me with a big question

mark hanging over my head...that people kept ordering their drinks, or chatting

on their cell phones while this woman lay injured on the floor.

 

Deep Breath.

 

-Danielle

 

 

 

 

 

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[Guest guest]

Danielle,

Deep breath is right! Wow, you were there at the right time. God bless you for

helping that lady. She was there for you and you were there for her. It is so

sad how people don't react to something like that.

It reminds me of when I was in the hospital after my India trip, my K was fully

awakened, but I was confused about reality. This boy sitting next to me in

group collapsed to the floor and was siezing. No one did anything! Not even

the medical assistants that were there. Me not knowing anything about siezures

told someone to hold the door open so we can get some air in the room, knelt

down by him and reminded him how to breath and to relax, he kept eye contact

with me the entire time. Like you said, it seemed that time stood still. It

seemed like we were the only ones in the room.

 

Her family will be thankful for an angel like you to come and hold her even if

it was only to let her know that someone was there for her and she wasn't alone.

 

Laura

 

 

, " iamwaitingmoon "

<iamwaitingmoon wrote:

>

> Everyone:

> This evening I attend a concert performance. During the intermission, I

witnessed a woman fall to the ground. She hit the floor face first-hit her head,

nose and mouth without catching herself with her hands. She lay there with her

eyes wide open, her pupils where tiny and nothing seemed to be registering. I

ran over to her to check her vitals. Blood ran from her mouth, nose and eye. The

world seemed to stand still. I called out for help...and the oddest of things,

people stood there and did not assist. One of my friends went running off to

find the paramedics...the other went to the consessions to get ice and napkins

and hopeful assistance. I held this woman's hand until she started to come to,

and she was able to roll on to her side. (I didn't want to move her without

professional assistance.) I was in a concert hall with thousands of people and

they just watched me holding this woman bleeding and resting against me. One

gentleman pulled out Weinersnitzel napkins from his pocket, and I said thank

you, as I gently blotted the blood trinklig down this woman's face, the blood

merging into the red advertisement on the napkin. One other woman came over and

knelt down beside me. She wore a sparkly indigo blouse and Hopi earrings and

necklace. She held the woman's other hand, and placed ice on the woman's

forehead. As she did this she lightly hummed. Soon the cleaning ladies and

ushers had formed a circle around us and held out their dust pans and brooms,

forming a barrier. It felt like ages before the paramedics arrived. The woman

who stopped to assist, started to walk away once the paramedics got on scene and

was a good distance down the corridor enroute to the washroom. I jogged up to

her and tapped her on the shoulder. I held out my hand and shook hers...looked

straight in her eyes of pooling light, and I said, " thank you for helping her " .

There was like an unspoken understanding. It was so surreal; the whole

happening, and I had to question if that woman who assisted was a spirit/guide

of some sort. The whole scene left me with a big question mark hanging over my

head...that people kept ordering their drinks, or chatting on their cell phones

while this woman lay injured on the floor.

>

> Deep Breath.

>

> -Danielle

>

[Guest guest]

I feel so sad right now...the tears started pouring. I pray that others would

not leave me unattended if this were to happen to me ...or rather I believe I'm

meaning I pray that one or two would come to my aid. Yes, that is it-that is the

source of my tears, what are we doing or not doing as humankind to one

another(?) and too being able to relate to being " sprawled out on the floor,

helpless and bleeding(if even figuratively), having thousands of people turn

their backs, pretending or not being able/willing to see, and having a few come

to my aid. May this then, be my public declaration of my commitment to doing my

part-being one of the few-if this is so to be the case.

 

Phew-that " K pill " is potent stuff.

 

Love:

-Danielle

 

> Now you know the difference from helping and not helping and how strange it is

that people do not help. Yet some do. You did, they did, and she did. You are

all blessed angels - blessings to all of you! - chrism

>