|Posted by Ya-Nah on April 8, 2014 at 4:30 PM|
I am not Catholic like my Grandma and Great Auntie, I'm not even Christian. On days when the sun is shining on so much of the earth, and people don't seem to be distracted by their electronic devices, it is impossible to miss all of god's beauty. God as a symbol of our perception of omnicience, is as much undeniable, as it is uncontainable, but it can be enjoyable. To sit and honor the idea of vast existence, and the goodness there in is so uplifting that one can imagine that it would overflow and promote the happiness of those around us and in our thoughts. Meditation can act as a painreliever for as long as our focus can be placed on enjoyment of the world that we are in and the weightlessness of our thoughts. On several occasions, I have felt an overwhelming sensation of happiness when a devout christian has sought my attention to talk about the word of god. The feeling seems to have been a syntergy of my experience, and the great faith of another, and I take that as proof that words are not always necessary.