Thread: Spiritual Experience, have you had one?

The closest thing to a spiritual experence is when i hear french spoken and i get this weird feeling its like a high i dont know how to describe it. But its an amazing feeling and i only get it when i hear french and everything clicks and it all makes sense. Its amazing.... I dont expect you to understand. but the significace of it is French is my
first language and i dont speak it no more so whenever that happens its deeply moving for me.

I don't know if I like the term "spiritual," but I guess the English language is a bit limited.

I'd say whenever I have the chance to lay on the ground and look at the stars and just try to take in the universe. That's pretty incredible-feeling.

Well I had a blatantly spiritual experience; an LD in which I was trying to find and speak with a personification of my subconscious when I lost control of the dream, floated spiraling into the sky and was greeted by a man who claimed to be god. Honestly though, I don't really give that experience much significance compared to my every day examination of the world around me. I perceive any rigorous investigation into the inner workings of what I perceive as real as intensely spiritual. I would compare this to your brother's spiritual experience with the evolution of human kind.

I don't know if I like the term "spiritual," but I guess the English language is a bit limited.

If you think the english language is a bit limited...then the other languages are extremely limited. English has the biggest vocabulary of any language in the world because its so flexible about absorbing new words.Almost every word has an synonym because of the German and French influences.

I think English around 465 hundred thousand words or so...

Originally Posted by dragonoverlord

If you think the english language is a bit limited...then the other languages are extremely limited. English has the biggest vocabulary of any language in the world because its so flexible about absorbing new words.Almost every word has an synonym because of the German and French influences.

I think English around 465 hundred thousand words or so...

Good point.

I should have said "language", not "English language."

lol, I would estimate about 15% of my waking life to date and a smaller portion of my dreaming has consisted of "spiritual experience," with maybe a dozen discrete "events," and only two I can think of involving any intoxicants (one was my "tapping the timewave" this NYE).

One of the most influential and spontaneous, which I never do justice in describing, came when I was fourteen. It was summer, and my stepbrother and I had camped out in sleeping bags on the lawn, out in the woods (two of our neighbors were hunting cabins). In one corner of the big lawn was a pine tree about 5 stories high, where flocks of starlings would gather numbering into the thousands, so the sky would go black if they took off.

That morning, probably around ten based on the sun, I woke up but didn't wake up. Awareness dawned in me without any thoughts or volition, without me present. My eyes remained closed, but the sensory information permeated my awareness: the cacophony of the starlings, the warmth and light of the sun, the smell of the grass and the pressure of the earth. Except it wasn't broken up into different inputs: just one awareness, without subject or object, and no boundaries.

No telling how long it lasted, but my stepbrother, who had been up a while, came over and lightly slapped both my cheeks, really waking me up. "Hey, you'll get sunburnt," he said, and I just sat propped up on my elbows, staring at him, putting the experience together and realizing how far it was from anything he could understand. It had been so direct. I, my sense of myself, was an illusion. Separateness, the very idea of things, was an illusion.

I somewhat have access to that view now, as a result of meditation and mindfulness training, but I don't know that it's ever been as clear and direct as that moment. At the time, it was easily the most beautiful thing I'd experienced in my life.

Yes I have - I was very young when it happened. I got up out of bed, opened the blinds and - gasp - I saw the face of Allah outside my window!

"Do not fear young man," spoke Allah, "you have been chosen."

Since then I have been a devout follower of the Islamic faith, and I've never regretted it.

Freshman year, it was the night before my Biology midterm and I was studying, trying to memorize all of those damned names. At around 11:00, after several hours of mounting stress, I snapped.

I threw my books down, bolted outside, ran up my driveway and plunked myself down on some grass, on my back. The cool breeze, the calm of the night, the whispering trees and above all the expanse of faraway suns gleaming down at me really put everything in perspective. I could almost feel the earth's massive-yet-tiny bulk spinning interminably under me, as it always did and always will for millions of my lifetimes into the past and future.

I haven't really let much of anything bother me since, that one evening made me realize that nearly nothing is worth stressing/getting angry over in the grand scheme of things.

I never had a spiritual experience.


I gave them through red hot lovin.


I am entirely serious.

I'm working on a book right now, a kind of poetic memoir told as a "catalogue of visions" (the working title), like a life story with the circumstances and 'ordinary' experiences of my life only implied or in the background. This is the table of contents so far:

Preview: Restless

The Starling Tree

Geometries of Time in Lot D

Godmode Stumbling

Wayback Dream

All Too One

Keroracle

Mon Sembable

Grandma?

Floor Teeth

Giant in Hiding

Tonglen Trees

World on Fire

The Golden Cowboy

Chaos Snow Tube

Buddha Realm

Thunderbird Overpass

Contact

Originally Posted by thegnome54

Freshman year, it was the night before my Biology midterm and I was studying, trying to memorize all of those damned names. At around 11:00, after several hours of mounting stress, I snapped.

I threw my books down, bolted outside, ran up my driveway and plunked myself down on some grass, on my back. The cool breeze, the calm of the night, the whispering trees and above all the expanse of faraway suns gleaming down at me really put everything in perspective. I could almost feel the earth's massive-yet-tiny bulk spinning interminably under me, as it always did and always will for millions of my lifetimes into the past and future.

I haven't really let much of anything bother me since, that one evening made me realize that nearly nothing is worth stressing/getting angry over in the grand scheme of things.

That's an awesome spiritual experience gnome, thanks for sharing.

Taosaur, let me know when you finish it I'd be interested in buying a copy.
If you haven't guessed my avatar is my book self published on lulu. I'm working on my second which is a thriller based on Lucid Dreaming.

Needcatscan already mentioned this in his opening post, but the museum of natural history (in the US) was the closest thing I can describe as being a spiritual experience. It's one thing to know what evolution is and know the origins of you and your kind, but to actually see physical representations, fossils and just watching the timeline of how our world began and how we got here was just fricken amazing. It was an odd kind of high, and contentment in life, don't really know how to describe it