You make a good point, 4y. I wasn't making a grab for it when it happened, and so there isn't really any good reason to start.
Sadly, Rose, it doesn't seem to
be recurrent, though I would certainly like it to be.
As far as what the feeling was, what my gut told me, it was . . .
very strange. My initial way of describing it was this: it was like a figure in a drawing suddenly becoming sentient - and
aware that it was a figure in a drawing. Afterwards it seemed to me that reality was so vastly beyond anything I'd imagined, that my previous view of the world seemed like a trite bedtime story. The sensation, I suppose, was like suddenly becoming aware that one is a creation - not in the Biblical sense, but in the
artistic one. I guess I'm distorting the experience in the very act of describing it, but, as a human being, I'm a creature of language and don't see a lot of choice, save remaining silent and forgetting about it. And I don't think I'll have much luck burying something that has seemed so remarkable to me.
Well, Svetlana, I suppose I'd do well to rephrase things a bit. Though I did refer to the experience as "noticing God", I should emphasize that this is just another failed attempt to get a quick handle on it. Though I do associate this experience with God (what
couldn't one associate with God?), I realize that trying to connect the dots - whether for myself or anyone else - is in all likelyhood impossible. And, when I hear people talk about God, I mostly just stifle the urge to laugh like Hell (and I'm not proud of the urge). So that "noticing God" expression feel free to take with a big grain of salt - along with any of my other descriptions.
And thank you all for talking with me about this. Some things are much better shared. I hope this conversation can continue.
Yours,
Celia