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Thanks for sharing Komp. That is very cool.
I find that when I'm in places where I am able to lose sense of time generally speaking, and live more by the sun, these moments increase. And are generally associated with being outside. I feel it when listening to the creaking of the trees on windy days and with things you just know are for then, that feeling of accepting the moment, is as close to words as I can relay it.
Usually sitting in meditation I feel that I am semi aware of how long I have been there, but every so often there are times when I hear the bell and open my eyes, after what feels like only minutes, rather than 45 of them.
While there I don't see this happening and it only comes after the end bell and when the eyes come into focus, do I have to time realize that the 'normal' amount of thoughts, for me, that I would see passing in at a certain time of sitting has not passed though or been observed.
Instead of the parade that can pass in that 45 mins, I have only seen the parade leader ,a few of the colour guard, and haven't even began to see much of the first band, much less another other floats, we'll phrase it.
I know you were asking for non meditational exp. But this is all that clarified for me that the moment.
These moments are impossible to figure out it seems, and just happen. That is why I feel it's Zen happening.
I hope this is thread with many replies. I like your story and topic of choice.
Thanks for sharing again Komp.
Sageji
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