Spirtuality Feels Great!

Spirtual Ascention Brings with It a Host of Untold Benefits

Spirituality brings great emotional and life cycle benefits including calm, wisdom, insight, and deep connection--some of life's highest order experiences

Spirituality Feels Warm, Meaningful, Balanced, and Peaceful

  • While spirituality can be deeply personal and subjective, all such experiences share the common theme of coming into closer proximity to the Great Source and all the attendant rightness and goodness arising therefrom.

  • For some, spirituality evokes feelings of connection, peace, and transcendence. It might feel like a sense of awe or wonder when contemplating the mysteries of existence or experiencing moments of profound insight or understanding.

  • Others describe spirituality as a sense of inner harmony, a feeling of being aligned with something greater than themselves, whether it's the universe, nature, or a higher power. It can also involve feelings of gratitude, compassion, and love towards oneself, others, and the world.

  • However, it's important to note that spirituality isn't always a constant state of bliss or euphoria. Like any aspect of human experience, it can encompass a range of emotions, including moments of doubt, struggle, and questioning. Ultimately, spirituality is a deeply personal journey that varies from person to person, and the way it feels can evolve and change over time.

Here's A Real Life Example From Jin

I've stood upon my mountaintop and shouted at the sky. Walked above the pavement with my senses amplified. I get this feeling...

Neil Peart

Song Scars from the Album Presto

What does it feel like to “walk above the pavement with one's senses amplified”—i.e. to be keenly aware of the moment? Jin’s following passage goes a long way in describing this experience.

  • The frozen intensity. Nature’s inescapable beauty radiates a warmth to my face. A wave of wonder engulfs me and the moment.
  • The volume is sky high. Did I just melt into the surroundings? Losing sight of the horizontal surface below, like slotting effortlessly through a canyon.
  • The whites and yellows are too intense to view directly. The purples so deep; like a void, a passageway to another world. Does anyone see?
  • The glistening mosaics of a billion shades of green, gray, and mauve. Where do they start? Where do they end?
  • Is anybody watching? Am I too absorbed in these works of art and beauty? Some might think I’ve lost it?
  • I turn up the music. Passages open and the moment balloons out over the surrounding area, then the park, and then the whole city.
  • I stop to watch raindrops on the pond. In the light rain, drops transform into circles across the surface. They each look like little antennae; each a transmitter, forming and fading.
  • Under the tree, drops fall from the branches in irregular sizes. Like thoughts in my mind, many are small, some bigger, some combine; is my thought somewhere on the surface of the pond?
  • Walking back to the city, through a pink-purple-yellow tapestry; the rain off the car tires sounds like passing waves. Static, climatic buzzes. I suddenly lose my footing, am I still on the ground? In a trance, mesmerized, I pause then continue.
  • Back in the city, I feel like a stranger. Sounds, haze, reflective lights fascinate me like a child. I can’t help but see everything I can.
  • Every moment waxing; intense, new, the first; I go to the next moment. Time seems expansive. I feel expansive. Everything expands.
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