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Answer for question 4589.

What's bringing you the most happiness in your life right now? Why is it such a good thing for you? Has it been present a long time, or is it a recent addition to your world?
Probably because of the way my brain is wired, i do not experience joy. Anything extremely good (or bad) comes through as "interesting." Since i have not had that experience yet, it is difficult to guess what might cause me to have it. Probably sexual activity (which certainly has made me happy) has come closer than almost anything.

But there was a time when i was almost ten that i had a feeling i had never had before nor since. I was playing in a rill, chasing water skippers, i think, on a sunny morning in July in the Pacific Northwest. My toes were in the mud and my eyes were looking at some birds when this feeling hit me. I think i might call it joy, for lack of a better word.

As grew older i've interpreted that experience in a hundred different ways. I think it was a gift i was given because my mind and body were at peace. I have seen a lot of mud and a lot of birds since then but the inner feeling has not returned. The mystics have told me how they have acquired that feeling and i am working on it.


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Jan. 12th, 2016 02:51 am (UTC)
I love those sacred moments of window.

Very tangentially: I was thinking how much you would like today's Richard Rohr.
Jan. 12th, 2016 05:33 am (UTC)
"sacred moments of window"
I love that phrase! Thank you.

I just now read Rohr's meditation and i do like it very much.

Re: Tide (the detergent brand) I enjoyed reading Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, but i remember thinking: "No, a collapsible wrench is not as holy as a Lotus blossom." But in a way it is.
Jan. 12th, 2016 01:15 pm (UTC)
Re: "sacred moments of window"
Sacred in a different way, that's all, I think.
Jan. 13th, 2016 08:08 am (UTC)
Same with me. I experienced the feeling you described at the age of four, I think. I swung back & forth, ropes in my hands, looking at the sky through the leaves of the tree. The sky was very blue and it was very quiet. I felt at ease. Absolute at ease. Looking through leaves in the sky brings the feeling back for a moment. And I swing still, at playgrounds, when I'm alone.
Jan. 13th, 2016 10:32 pm (UTC)
Yes. I was recently reminded of my own experience by a post by my friend bardcat who posted a picture of a grandson on his knees looking into the grass. What did he see? Perhaps mystery within mystery within mystery
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