Have you ever had the experience of seeing something so spectacular that it took your breath away?
The other day my sister Kristine was talking about being in New York City after their biggest snow storm in ten years. "We took the subway to Central Park, and just as we were about to enter the park I looked up - the whole city was covered in white, even the buildings, and there wasn't a soul in sight." She went on to describe that her breath "left" and all she could do was stand there in awe.
I believe that this is the experience of timelessness. Great Yogi masters teach that at a point in meditation your breath stops for a moment as you join with all that is. How brilliant that a moment of pure captivation can transport us into eternity.
The other day my sister Kristine was talking about being in New York City after their biggest snow storm in ten years. "We took the subway to Central Park, and just as we were about to enter the park I looked up - the whole city was covered in white, even the buildings, and there wasn't a soul in sight." She went on to describe that her breath "left" and all she could do was stand there in awe.
I believe that this is the experience of timelessness. Great Yogi masters teach that at a point in meditation your breath stops for a moment as you join with all that is. How brilliant that a moment of pure captivation can transport us into eternity.
posted by The Energy Coach at 8:57 AM
5 Comments:
I can attest to this...and I have just three words for you...
Glacier National Park
much love,
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Thanks for the reminder...
As I shared the other night, I too have been lucky enough to have had a “take your breath away moment;” it was while on a mountaineering expedition in the Wind River wilderness in Wyoming. We were on the North side of a glaciated mountain peak, which should have taken my breath away just in its self. Thinking back on it, I guess I couldn’t see the forest through the trees. On one day I took a short climb, by my self, over the top of one of the mountain saddles between two 12,000 foot peaks. As I crested the saddle and could see south, on the opposite side of the glacier covered mountains were a seemingly endless field of purple wild flowers (I can tell you I didn’t piss God off that day, because I definitely noticed).
I remember standing there by my self, but knew I was definitely not alone. As I soaked in the beauty, for some unknown reason, I broke out singing “God Bless America.” For those of you who do not know me, singing is not something I’m known for.
Thank you for stirring up the memory.
God is everywhere and everything,
Kevin
beautiful...
I, too, have had this powerful, transcending experience.
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