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My Most Abstract and Meta Self-Dialogue: Something Close to a Revelation

I've had two encounters that could be described as something close to revelations in my life.

One such instance happened unexpectedly during my teenage years while driving on the highway; an awareness dawned on me that seemed to say, "I embody my grandmother." Another occurred in 2015, amidst the solitude of the rice fields, when I sensed the presence of a wind deity. It felt like I was enveloped by the wind god.

The feeling came from outside the "field of vision," passing through the routine of everyday life, leaving a lingering question after its passing, "What was that?" It's like finding a note left behind after a breeze has blown through. 

  • Long-known Memories: The realizations felt less like new ideas and more like memories that have always been part of me, emerging as naturally as the sky spans above and as intimately as my innermost self.
  • Dream-like Progression: The experiences unfolded like events in a dream—unseen yet accepted as normal, without causing any immediate wonder.
  • 'Business as Usual' Sensation: Following the dream-like realization, a standard sense of operation persisted, which was shortly succeeded by a reflective curiosity, devoid of fear but filled with reassurance.
  • Beyond the Visual Field: The sensations arrived from outside my visual scope, weaving through my daily life and then leaving behind a puzzling remnant, prompting the question: "What was that?"
  • Random Timing: Reflecting on the moments did not clarify their occurrence; they seemed to appear at random, disconnected from any deliberate thought or foresight.

After feeling the god of the wind, I think I gained a standard for determining what wisdom is.

I tend to regard these occurrences as daydreams or inspirations—essentially a tapestry of the subconscious mind that seamlessly blends into my waking thoughts. I refer to them as inspirations, musings that trickle from the unconscious during the day, but they are profoundly involved with shaping my values and understanding of the world nonetheless. Here I am, writing about these sensations, caught between belief and skepticism, contemplating if they can truly be categorized as revelations.