Communion In The World's Beauty

It is something I have trouble with, because I really want to share what I experience with others, but I am not sure that others have experienced it. And life often becomes lonely if we cannot identify.

This is beyond material comfort, and enters into a state, perhaps with a deepened sense of joy. A higher place, more real and fulfilling.

A state that fills one with motivation and honesty, and yet there can be an almost solemn nature to the state.

The reason I started this thread is because I felt this just a few minutes ago. It comes and goes, although I used to have it very frequently.

Ultimately however, it seems as though one's experience will never be completely similar to another’s, and in that way we are quite alone. Yet I can't help but feel there is a collective so to speak absent of selfishness that perhaps we can all equally relate to. Perhaps we do not speak of such things. Perhaps we cannot accurately do so.

[edit on 22/4/2008 by Nyorai]