| Author: | Jose Bazan | ISBN: | 9781452437620 |
| Publisher: | Jose Bazan | Publication: | October 13, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Jose Bazan |
| ISBN: | 9781452437620 |
| Publisher: | Jose Bazan |
| Publication: | October 13, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
There is an awakening. It is said by many to be a voice without. It is something that will occur and be seen in the physical world. How we live will determine whether we become a part of or separate from it.
Will it come through the morning, day or cusp of the night? Is it marked into our calendars of the year? Why did time control when it was to happen? Was it waiting for the right timing? Did it exist eternally or arrive in a day? Have I been living life with rose-colored glasses? These questions were a conscious concern and at the top of my list. It came about in a manner described as a spiritual calling. I kept asking myself why.
An experience I dare not put forth into words, until now!
It was something, I could not outwardly believe, nor comprehend through envisioning. My consciousness purely doubted this energy, this power, this presence coming deep from within. Personally, I struggled to accept it, while it began moving from somewhere. A sense of being far away, transitioning inwardly. Another part of me remained calm and harmoniously peaceful, as if knowing. The tensions in my body were gradually releasing an unbounded expectancy. There were no preparations to this spiritual encounter or were they obvious placed in hindsight .
There is an awakening. It is said by many to be a voice without. It is something that will occur and be seen in the physical world. How we live will determine whether we become a part of or separate from it.
Will it come through the morning, day or cusp of the night? Is it marked into our calendars of the year? Why did time control when it was to happen? Was it waiting for the right timing? Did it exist eternally or arrive in a day? Have I been living life with rose-colored glasses? These questions were a conscious concern and at the top of my list. It came about in a manner described as a spiritual calling. I kept asking myself why.
An experience I dare not put forth into words, until now!
It was something, I could not outwardly believe, nor comprehend through envisioning. My consciousness purely doubted this energy, this power, this presence coming deep from within. Personally, I struggled to accept it, while it began moving from somewhere. A sense of being far away, transitioning inwardly. Another part of me remained calm and harmoniously peaceful, as if knowing. The tensions in my body were gradually releasing an unbounded expectancy. There were no preparations to this spiritual encounter or were they obvious placed in hindsight .
