It Just Is

I just read someone else's post in this section and it inspired me to write my own "religious" story. Many years ago I had an experience like no other I'd ever had before or since, and to this day I can't explain what happened, but it changed my life. I was sitting alone one evening, quietly reading a book, doing nothing in particular, when "something" entered into the top of my head overwhelming me with a feeling of brilliant light and for want of a better word, "Love." I truly don't have language to accurately describe this overtaking of all my senses, but at that moment and ever since, I "knew" that I was special and that I was loved - from somewhere way out beyond the ceiling of the room, the roof of my house, and somewhere far beyond the stars. I "knew" that this experience was coming from somewhere outside of myself and that it was something much more than my self. I simply felt "loved" although love is a very inferior word compared to what I felt in those exquisite few moments. Since that time I have been totally accepting and nonjudgmental about anyone's choice of religion or path to God or the Universe. My belief as a reult of that experience is that it's all about love (or something much stronger than we mere humans know how to express) and grace and mystery. I'll never know exactly what came upon me that quiet night but I don't need to know exactly.

This experience had and continues to have meaning for me because it came to me from somewhere outside of myself, unsolicited and unexpected. I still feel that I was "communicated with" from "somewhere out there" and I don't need to know what it was, it just was. However a person can get to that place of "it just is" is fine with me, whether it's a religion, a church, a flower, a belief, a practice. It's my personal belief, and only my own opinion of course, that it doesn't matter which path we take as they all lead us to the same place. We are all connected and we are all loved.