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This afternoon, someone died at my feet. I was changing to another bus at the corner of Rue du Petit Pont and Quai de Montebello. If you want to turn left there, coming from Ile de la Cité, you almost always have to cross in front of traffic taking the right turn. That’s dangerous stuff if you’re on a bike or on a moped, and she was on a moped. It rained, and I heard her slip and fall, then the car crossing her path braked, but it was too late and I heard her skid towards me, still on her moped, now fallen. “Oh!” someone beside me said: “Her brains are out.” So she was dead. Two guys who were waiting beside me rushed towards her. “Take my scarf to cover her.” one woman said, because obviously, she was beyond help and needed some privacy. Her presence, after the moment of death, was palpable, her incomprehension at what had happened to her, less than 5 minutes ago, was even stronger. I bowed down, and held out my hand and felt one of her feet. That’s how close she was to me, but I could also sense her, a little further away, as if she was just outside the circle of bystanders. “Don’t be afraid.”, I projected towards her: “You’re dead.” Over me, over her, was hovering the deity. A trickle of Her presence, Her energy made itself felt along my spine, in the gates of energy at my base, my heart, my throat, the top of my skull. As I started breathing to increase the flow of energy, I heard the ambulance approaching and a police car. At this, her fear started to flood in. Of course she was observing all this too and because it was all so sudden, she was entirely unprepared. I’ve learned, that if you consciously make all that life energy, prana, shoot up and merge with the Deity, and then transfer it to the person in the bardo, they may bypass some of the stages of dying, in order to reach a higher level of consciousness in the transition stage after death. I think most of all, the attention is redirected, from the scene of death, to the clear light of realization. I do hope my practice had sufficient merit. The two men who tended to her must surely have been angels. May she be reborn in the Pure Land.