Q. Hi Lynn,
How are you?
Could you please help to locate the missing polish man Michal Kozek lost in Madeira mountains?
His family is desperate to find him alive. I suspect he may be dead now.
A. When I focus on him I think the best thing is to place myself with him and watch how these events played out.
As I witness this through his eyes I see myself leave the hotel and start my training run. I have everything I need and am feeling pretty good. I decide that I want to head into the forest to enjoy the scenery because it feels to make the time more enjoyable and also provide a good workout.
I start my way in and the path I'm on feels a little rough. Typically running on the ground is nice and gives some cushion, but on this day it just feels off. I still go in thinking the surface will change as I get into the shady areas. I notice my left knee is a little off and feeling sore. I can't quite figure out why, but assume it has to do with the terrain and feel I can run through it.
The deeper I get into the run I find myself distracted by my knee and I start to feel a little concerned and try to alter my cadence and also how I plant my feet. It feels to help as I keep going.
In a moments notice I realize I had stumbled upon an animal (large cat). Typically I would be looking far ahead, but on this day I was distracted with the environment (it feels new or unseen before), and also the pain I was having in my knee. I see the animal feeling threatened, and began to come after me.
I had 1000 thoughts come to me all at once. I was trying to decide if I should run, stay still, or what to do. My instinct was to run and try to climb something. I see a tree about 20 feet away and run for it. I start to climb when I feel a tear at my left leg. I hold on for as long as I can but the force was incredible. I felt like I was ripped from the tree like a rag doll.
At that moment everything went completely silent. I was still trying to fight, but also realized this was a fight I may not win and wanted to try. It was like my vision was focused solely on this cat. I felt no pain, just pure fight within me.
Things then just went dark. I think I passed out from either exhaustion or blood loss. I'm not sure how long I was out, but the next thing I see is myself floating above my body and looking down. What I witnessed seemed horrific, but at the same time not real. I didn't know what I was seeing and felt very confused.
I was then met by a young man that felt like a brother to me. He was there to meet me and guide me. He helped me to realize I was in spirit and I transitioned.
At this point, this feels more like a recovery, but even that will be a challenge because I get the cat carried off the remains.
My deepest regrets go to this family seeking answers and closure. I am so sorry.
Love and light be with them, Lynn