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Hi everyone!
I recently had an incredibly spiritual experience that I haven’t been able to sort out very well in terms of my Catholic faith. It’s been incredibly frustrating and I find myself ruminating on it constantly. I was wondering if you might be able to help me out.
I recently had a mountain-top experience: literally, I was hiking and reached the top of a beautiful peak. I felt on top of the world, it was an amazing experience. So content, so happy, so mentally clear. I was absolutely consumed with the present moment. I’ve been working on “finding myself” recently, and even figuring out what the heck that phrase means, and I felt as if I had found myself. All should be well with this, but there are a few hugely concerning factors that I just can’t shake:
I recently had an incredibly spiritual experience that I haven’t been able to sort out very well in terms of my Catholic faith. It’s been incredibly frustrating and I find myself ruminating on it constantly. I was wondering if you might be able to help me out.
I recently had a mountain-top experience: literally, I was hiking and reached the top of a beautiful peak. I felt on top of the world, it was an amazing experience. So content, so happy, so mentally clear. I was absolutely consumed with the present moment. I’ve been working on “finding myself” recently, and even figuring out what the heck that phrase means, and I felt as if I had found myself. All should be well with this, but there are a few hugely concerning factors that I just can’t shake:
- Immediately after recognizing how great this moment was, I took a second to invite God into the moment. Rooted in my faith and in the importance of inviting God into everyday moments, I tried to lift the experience to God. I even began to pray a Rosary (finished it later). But every experience of prayer I had, I found it took me out of the present moment. I felt weak and powerless when I prayed: I felt powerful when I focused on my self. Even though I invited God in, I felt as if He wasn’t making Himself present, so I found what fulfillment I could find: in myself (that’s point #2).
- In my journal, I wrote some things that I just find so much conflict with. I can’t figure out if they’re good experiences or bad experiences. I wrote that I was filled with self-pride and self-love, but, and I mean this sincerely, these experiences weren’t the negative kind of self-love and self-pride: I didn’t feel as if I was better than anyone else, I just felt so confident, so sure of myself, so content. I didn’t feel any gratefulness, because I felt as if there was no one to be grateful to: I had found fulfillment in myself, without the help of some transcendent Other (this is a tricky point of course: I felt like God had led me to that mountaintop, but while there, gratefulness was the very last thing that I felt toward God). In walking down the mountain, I thought about how grateful I am for my friends at home and how excited I am to give myself away to them. In fact, I thought about how much I would be excited to serve others in any capacity knowing that I’m not looking to them to fulfill any need of mine (for I have it in myself): it’s the old idea that if we know who we are, we know the value of what we’re giving away, and it makes the gift that much more special.