By Caroline Muir

broken glassThe Divine works in ways I will never understand, but the following true account made me a believer forevermore.

The plush carpeting in my home stopped at the entry to the dining room where the floor had been redone and covered with cream marble tiles that my friends acquired in a “great deal” and shipped to Maui from Bali. It created a kitchen and dining room floor one could nearly see herself in as the stone was polished to a clear shine.

During an event in my home, the forty-two inch round glass coffee table was moved out of the living room and placed safely between the dining table and the sliding glass doors that had a great view of the Pacific Ocean.

The carved wooden sea horses that supported the glass top were perched in their familiar grouping along with couches and chairs that lined the perimeter of the grand living room, minus their glass top.

After the event ended, my friends offered to move the furniture back and I tiredly commented, “Let’s do it in the morning!” Off they went in the tropical night air while I felt the delicious emptiness of the house once the thirty-eight guests happily strolled or drove home from the lovely Puja ceremony. Slipping into a soft cotton night-gown, I strolled through the dining room to close the sliding glass doors from the ever-present trade winds, feeling the cool marble under foot. Somehow, I lost my balance and fell backwards, unable to stop my descent directly down into the center of the low glass  table.

The crash of breaking glass resounded throughout the night. I found myself tightly nestled within shards of sharply pointed glass, instantly realizing that any move on my part to escape any deep and dangerous cuts meant that I must freeze into stillness. And so I did. Gazing around at the impossible situation I found myself in, I yelled many “Help” cries into the silent night. Soon I realized that I was trapped in what appeared to be crystals of lethal beauty.

Now was the time to go deep inside. My panicked heavy breathing would do me no good. No one was near and no one would hear my cries. I closed my eyes. I spoke with God/Goddess and handed my situation over to All- That-Is. Years of meditation practice served me well, as I was able to empty my mind of the helpless fear that could have consumed me and for some moments… did.

It seemed as though I slept, so deep was my stillness. I definitely went unconscious and left my body in its trapped ocean of terminal beauty.

And then what happened, you may ask?

Perhaps a full hour passed. My next conscious moment was finding myself standing upright on the carpeted floor, a good six feet from my glass cocoon. I felt my skin, looked around at the darkened house, listened carefully for the sound of my breathing, wiggled my toes into the plush cream beneath my feet, and looked over my shoulder at where I had been in utter disbelief. At that moment, however… I believed.

A ‘miracle’ such as this humbled me to my knees. I couldn’t move once again, though now I was surrounded only by the soft night air. I decided to tuck this story deep within me so as not to deflate the feeling that a miracle of sorts had just saved my life.

Slowly, I stood upright and very deliberately walked to the other sliding glass doors, closing them against the cool nightly trades. Humbly gliding toward my bed, I slid between my sheets and lay my head upon my pillow, as if I were an angel resting from the days’ tasks, tired yet wired. I eventually drifted into slumber, knowing that I would never be quite the same again. Perhaps miracles happen every day, but this was an evening of great magnitude for me. I was saved… I was still needed… I was loved. My connection to the Divine was and always will be… a Miracle.

About Caroline Muir

Caroline is a published author of two books… Tantra, The Art of Conscious Loving published by Mercury House and Tantra Goddess, A Memoir of Sexual Awakening … Monkfish Publishing. Caroline loves to write! Her success as a seminar leader and educator has been featured in Elle, Glamour, The Wall Street Journal, Yoga Journal and many other publications.

14 Responses to “How I Came to Be Sitting in a Sea of Glass Shards, Rescued by Divine Intervention”

  1. Anne

    Caroline, what an amazing miracle story to share with others! So, as you said, the years of meditative practices, plus no doubt the power of your sincere, helpless prayer and your ability to surrender to higher guidance (I also think of the megawatts of shakti you doubtlessly run!) all combined to “rewrite reality” in some way. Kind of a partial “delete” or space/time rearrangement or something. . . whatever way it works. At least we are aware enough to APPRECIATE when something is a miracle, lucky we know THAT much! ! ! ! The value of powerful friends “upstairs”. . . . Do you think all of us miracle experiencers together somehow might be able to “prayerfully surrender” to Divine Intervention and thus by our intent and focus allow for the “rewriting” of some of the more disastrous situations we as a collective find ourselves in (think Fukushima), I am comparing your dangerous dilemma to humanity sitting in our own larger lethal “OOPS” situation. . . Jaya Sri Ma!

    • caroline muir

      Thanks to all of you who ‘got’ the miracle of my experience. It took me over ten years to put this story to paper. As I look back (yes, Dia Lynn, the glass table was very real!) I shake my curls in disbelief over the impossible events of that night, knowing that divine intervention is my friend… and yours! Let us all join in ‘belief’… in silent prayer, that we are indeed held in the womb of love,.
      xoxo Caroline

  2. Faith

    wow Caroline….fantastic story! I call that passing your shamanic initiation with flying colors!

    namaste dear one..

    Faith

  3. Rev. Dia Lynn

    Dear Carolyn.
    This is an amazing story, but it is not clear: did you in fact break a table or was it imagined?
    Was the miracle that your body was lifted in a non-ordinary state so as not to be cut by the glass?
    Or were you cut but rescued by unseen assistance? At any rate, we are glad you are safe, alive and definitely loved and valued.
    Some very strange things have been happening leading up to and including the grand cross in cardinal signs that culminated Apr. 23.
    Love and blessings Dia Lynn

    • caroline muir

      Hi Dia Lynn,
      Yes, I did fall onto a large round thick glass table-top that shattered as my weight pushed it to the marble floor. In the morning my friends saw the wreckage, but no one quite believed I had been in the middle of it… alone in my fear with no one near.
      It was also hard for me to believe, so much so that I have buried this story for a long time, thinking it was too unbelievable to be told.

  4. jessica

    a beautiful and magical moment! thanks for sharing.

  5. Jaiia

    Caroline! what a wonderful story! So easy to picture you amidst all that lethal beauty…Love you dearly and carry the visions and inspirations of so many precious moments creating music and love in your Maui temple home forever in my heart! Jaiia

    • caroline muir

      Oh dear friend… how I wished you were waltzing through the house that night and would assist me in creating the miracle of my recovery… I needed musical accompaniment in the form of my favorite muse!

  6. Osunnike

    What a powerful testiment to the power of the Divine forces working in concert with us that you have shared. Obviously you are in alignment with the living of your truth. This is a radical miracle that happened to you. And, many of us probably are being saved from some excrutiating fate everyday and not realizing it because we’re not tuned in or using our feminine radar. Obviously yours is in working order. Thank you Caroline.

  7. alison

    what a beautiful story; you managed to take a dangerous trauma and make into a magical connection to the Divine!

  8. Beatris

    Wow, what an amazing miracle story! You captivated me and gave me shivers!
    Thank you for sharing it & thank you for all the healing that you bring to us, to ME!
    Love

  9. Osunnike

    What a powerful testiment to the power of the Divine forces working in concert with us that you have shared. Obviously you are in alignment with the living of your truth. This is a radical miracle that happened to you. And, many of us probably are being saved from some excrutiating fate everyday and not realizing it because we’re not tuned in or using our feminine radar. Obviously yours is in working order. Thank you Caroline.

  10. Rachelle Goering

    A beautiful testament how surrendering to the Divine Feminine can transform your life. Thank you for the reminder!

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