awakening

"Enough of all this. I have awoken, have truly awoken, and this day is the day of my birth." (Hesse, 35).

"Siddhartha in the moment of his awakening, on the path to himself." (Hesse, 35).

"This, he felt, had been the final shiver of awakening, the final pangs of birth." (Hesse 37).

My awakening

One night while I had stayed up all night with a friend back in California for the point of having a philosophical discussion, we had both received a spiritual awakening while studying the words of Ram Daas and Bob Dylan. It had taught us to not only be kinder people, but also a more awoken person in terms of a different thought process after processing their words and listening to their messages. 

My second awakening was at a Furthur concert (2/22/13), while looking around at the 10,000 Grateful Dead fans, all singing together in unison, all in perfect harmony and peace, I had truly realized the world's inner beauty. Not only of the beauty of people, but also of the world, and what music can do to connect people. At that moment, I had truly realized the beauty of everything.

The third awakening was when I was sitting in a class watching the snow fall on the window, and feeling trapped inside. Even though I was only a few feet from the window, I could not touch the snow because of it. That sent me into a questioning period with myself asking "Why do I have to be here? I want to be outside." But that itself was temporary as I like learning. It then got more insightful. I began to think "Wow, people are both beautiful and ugly." It's just in the eye of the beholder for which one it is. I then began to think, "Why are we are?" and those sort of questions as everyone does. I then realized that we just are here on this earth, not real point, we just are.