Mystical Experiencer: Male in late twenties
Submission date: August 20, 2021
Current location: U.K.
Age at time of experience: 29
I was walking into Durham through the woods, listening to music, and watching the wind move through the leaves in the trees. It’s very hard to describe the feeling itself but the best I can say it was a warm fuzzy feeling and a sense that there was no separation between myself and the outside world. That I, just like the rustling of leaves, was just a happening, something that the whole universe is doing right now, that everyone and everything else was that too, that bad and good were just subjective, and that my perception of them was subjective and tied to my ego.
Without that attachment to the ego, these things too, that I considered good or bad, were just happenings. It was a very liberating feeling, that even now writing makes me feel happier. Now that I’ve thought about it, I can say that I felt not only as if I was a thing caught in the flow of a river, but also that another part of me was the river itself.