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raeanna74 · 07-14-2003, 05:28 PM

To each his own I believe. I mean if you believe in Budda then a "Holy Experience" may be totally different for you than for say a Catholic. I think a Holy Experience it that moment when you are at peace and it touches your life. You know from that moment that you are a different person inside. You may do many of the everyday things the same but there is a tiny bit that will react differently to new experiences. I've had several but I think mine came when I had my daughter. I'm sure many mother's have had this experience. My hospital happened to be near the mississippi river and my window faced the river and the West. It was actually the second morning after my daughter had been born (at 10:32pm by c-section) and the morning after I'd been taken off the sedatives. I was able to get out of bed and walk around. My daughter had been brought to me around 3:00 that morning and because I was finally awake and coherant I was reveling in my baby. I got up and nursed her and she fell asleep. Then wrapped in a new robe my aunt had given me and with my New baby daughter in my arms I stood at the window and watched the reflection in the river as the sun rose and shot it's beams and shadows across the river. It was a golden glow and as perfect as any sunrise. It was before there were people and cars making their noises and my daughter was sleeping peacefully. Looking at her face asleep and in peace I couldn't help but be amazed at what had come to be. Here was a child - without mar, blissfully unaware of the pains in this world and she was in my care. She was at this point so fragile and so full of possibility. Everything I did would have an effect on this new life. I could cause so much pain or so much joy just by the simple things I did. It was a frightening, awesome, priveledge and responsibility.

Another time I was in college. I woke in the middle of the night in fear for my family. Afraid that something was wrong. Not knowing what it was but being in tears even when I awoke there was no going back to sleep. I went into the bathroom (the only private place there at the time) and cried and prayed for an hour. Finally I felt calm again and went to bed and fell right to sleep. Then next morning early I got a call from my family. My brother had been arrested and my father had broken ribs. Nothing more had occured but could have and that time of the incident coincided with my emotional upset. I have no explanation for the coincident and I don't often get that emotionally upset or wake in the night like that. It happened once when my family was in trouble, never again.

07-14-2003, 05:28 PM	#2 (permalink)
raeanna74 I'm not a blonde! I'm knot! I'm knot! I'm knot! Location: Upper Michigan	To each his own I believe. I mean if you believe in Budda then a "Holy Experience" may be totally different for you than for say a Catholic. I think a Holy Experience it that moment when you are at peace and it touches your life. You know from that moment that you are a different person inside. You may do many of the everyday things the same but there is a tiny bit that will react differently to new experiences. I've had several but I think mine came when I had my daughter. I'm sure many mother's have had this experience. My hospital happened to be near the mississippi river and my window faced the river and the West. It was actually the second morning after my daughter had been born (at 10:32pm by c-section) and the morning after I'd been taken off the sedatives. I was able to get out of bed and walk around. My daughter had been brought to me around 3:00 that morning and because I was finally awake and coherant I was reveling in my baby. I got up and nursed her and she fell asleep. Then wrapped in a new robe my aunt had given me and with my New baby daughter in my arms I stood at the window and watched the reflection in the river as the sun rose and shot it's beams and shadows across the river. It was a golden glow and as perfect as any sunrise. It was before there were people and cars making their noises and my daughter was sleeping peacefully. Looking at her face asleep and in peace I couldn't help but be amazed at what had come to be. Here was a child - without mar, blissfully unaware of the pains in this world and she was in my care. She was at this point so fragile and so full of possibility. Everything I did would have an effect on this new life. I could cause so much pain or so much joy just by the simple things I did. It was a frightening, awesome, priveledge and responsibility. Another time I was in college. I woke in the middle of the night in fear for my family. Afraid that something was wrong. Not knowing what it was but being in tears even when I awoke there was no going back to sleep. I went into the bathroom (the only private place there at the time) and cried and prayed for an hour. Finally I felt calm again and went to bed and fell right to sleep. Then next morning early I got a call from my family. My brother had been arrested and my father had broken ribs. Nothing more had occured but could have and that time of the incident coincided with my emotional upset. I have no explanation for the coincident and I don't often get that emotionally upset or wake in the night like that. It happened once when my family was in trouble, never again. __________________ "Always learn the rules so that you can break them properly." Dalai Lama My Karma just ran over your Dogma.