Im Safe: London BridgeTerror Attack | almamyrtle.com

I didn't want to title this something like "I listened to my intuition" because it can be taken the wrong way. Also, I deeply believe that our lives contain moments that we are destined to experience, including terrifying things like attacks.

Im vacationing in London not far from London Bridge. I've been walking around on the bridge quite a bit since I got here last week. Just 2 days ago, my friend Kat and I walked on it to get to Borough Market. 

Last night I felt like I wanted to go for dinner near the bridge then take a stroll and call it a night. First, I went for a plate of fries(chips as they call it here) , then I walked to the bus stop to wait for the bus to take me toward the water. 

I stood there and waited around 5 mins. I thought it through then decided that I didn't really need to go down there. I just felt like enough is enough and that it was time to keep to myself and take care of myself. 

As I walked back, I remembered that I needed to pick up some groceries. I shopped for about 45 mins then I got home, fixed up a plate then prepared for bed. 

I woke up after an hour or so to police and ambulence sirens going up and down the main street. My phone started going off with messages from clients,friends and family checking in on me. To add to the street noise and sirens, someone downstairs was locked out of the building and kept rattling and banging on the door(awful anxiety inducing moment).

As you can see, I posted and marked that Im safe on my instagram and facebook. Im ok. Im thankful. Before my trip, I prayed for my safety and I grateful to see that my prayers were answered in this situation. 

This is the second time in my life that Ive been steered away from a terrorist attack just hours before it happened. The first was 9/11 when I was in college. I kept feeling like I needed to be down in the city in case someone needed me(I wasn't sure who needed me but I felt like I was supposed to help a bunch of people). 

Just before the train closed the doors, I lept out. I had decided to go to class instead and stay away from something that felt bigger than what I could handle. 

After spending 4 hours trying to get home on 9/11(halted train service due to terrorism) , I finally got on the train. When I saw men and women in business suits covered in dust and smoke I realized that I had missed something tremendous. I feel very strongly that I was saved from seeing things that would have left me traumatized while trying to help others.

On this trip, Ive been thinking about the value of my life. Ive been thinking about what I mean to people and what my spiritual work does for myself and other people. 

Ive been wondering if Im valuable to the earth right now...or ever, really. Im confused about my existence and how Im supposed to exist in a place where saying the word "love" can actually make people angry. 

I never expect anyone to believe in me so easily, especially when it comes to what many refer to as my "spiritual gifts". I get it, it's human doubt. We're entitled to it and we're allowed to cast it out to anyone we feel threatened by. I will say, however, that my faith in God is a lot more reliable than my faith in anyone here on earth. At least I can say "love" to God, walk away from him/her and then come to a solid connection that never broke off to begin with. 

Anyway...

After hearing all of the sad stories around all that has transpired and looking back and seeing that I just missed being caught in a terror attack, I see things differently. Not entirely, as I am still struggling with trying to understand why Im valueable, but I feel that my eyes are beginning to see something important. 

Thank you for your love and care. 

I cherish you. 

God bless you and your life. 

Believe in prayer even when the answer is "No". 

Love,

Alma