And we were surprised by their generous nature

So many have heard the story of the Titanic, what an epic event. Yet, what if the story had a softer ending. Something like this...

My friend and I were on deck. We were both what is considered sensitives. In this era of building and things being so metal or concrete, we were, well, unusual to many with all of our dimensionality. We had become kindred souls as we became friends, with much in common. And here we were, taking this voyage on this incredible ship, the Titanic.

On this 4th day of our voyage, we had begun to notice a shift in something as we walked along. We noticed a feeling of something ominous. This was sort of a challenge to discern as the trip itself was quite extraordinary. We began, as we usually did to pray and ask for divine guidance and angelic support. The answer came to us to begin to ask nature for help.

It was getting toward evening and so we began to head to dinner keeping the request close to our conversation. We noticed on the way to dinner the temperature had dropped and we were approaching more icebergs. It was hard to imagine anything more ominous than that. These huge incredible floating ice castles that we passed as the ship made its way along its route.

After dinner, we went dancing and relaxed until around 9 when we both felt a strange sensation. We caught each other's glance and walked toward our staterooms. There we both began to send prayers of thanks and request help from nature. We had changed and had begun to bundle up to take a walk on deck when it happened. All of the sudden, the great, strong Titanic was humbled by nature herself.

The iceberg damaged the ship in a way that we quickly understood meant we needed to abandon the Titanic. My friend and I quickly began to look for the lifeboats. The crowds had begun to form and there was much chaos and noise. There were so many people looking for a safe place to go. People were jumping into lifeboats and falling into the water. It was as if in the panic people had lost all sense of reason.

Then we were next in line and we grabbed a rope and were hoisted into a lifeboat. At first, it felt sure and sturdy, then the ship surged and our small lifeboat was thrown off balance. Then, more people panicked and grabbed at the boat or jumped. In seconds our small lifeboat plummeted to the ocean and my friend and I fell out into the cold waters, holding on by a rope. We did have our life vests on, yet quickly began to feel the cold.

And then they came, from many directions they came, even in the dark, because the waters were so calm I could see them. There were whales, orcas, and white-beaked dolphins and they came to help. They nudged lifeboats together, they offered their back and fins for holding to those of use that were unafraid of them. They brought us as close together as they could and helped us as they acted as a life raft while we layered our boats and anything that would float to help get us out of the water. We were quickly freezing and tried to respond to their help as quickly as we could.

And it worked. Somehow we made it. There were just over 200 of us roped together, floating on various rafts and debris, and with the help of nature, somehow we made it until the Carpathia arrived. The crew of the Carpathia had sent out smaller boats from the large main ship, we heard them calling out looking for survivors. We thought surely there were many more saved.

The waters, however, were simply too cold and hypothermia had set in before help could arrive. Still, 705 passengers survived. We were grateful to be among them.

My friend and I hugged and shared some momentary relief the next morning. Our hands and feet had been tended to by a physician and we were huddled with others having warm soup around tables in the dining area aboard the Carpathia. We were still in shock. Everything felt surreal.

I leaned over and asked one of the rescuers what happened when they arrived to find us? They said they quickly grabbed us up and brought us on board to tend to the hypothermia that was beginning to set in. I asked if they saw all the whales, all the help that had been there with us. They looked surprised and said, "no, they had not seen the whales helping."

Perhaps they thought it was the shock, or maybe the remnants of hypothermia that I thought whales and sea life had been helping us. And surely angels and other beings were there as well, unseen, yet helping where they could. It does not matter to me now that they did not understand how much help was there. I appreciated their human help as it came full circle to complete our aide.

And so that is how it was for me and my friend. There are mysteries we may solve in a lifetime, some in moments and some we might not solve. I will and do always believe there is an incredible connection of love that our precious planet is part of, all of it and us. I am grateful for all the help that is available to us and that we can help. And so life moves forward again, thankfully.