There were times when I was a very young child, that a feeling…
A sense of well being would flood over me. When I felt completely
At ease with…and understood fully the grand scheme of all things great
And small, without knowing exactly just what it was that I understood so
profoundly, nor why it made me feel so good.

That was so long ago. But then inexplicably... It happened again!
While sipping morning coffee and reading two versions of Jean Auel’s
“The Mammoth Hunters” one in Spanish and the other in English, and
taking my morning coffee at McDonalds in Walmart.

My weary ol’ eyes drifted from my books upon which I had laid my glasses,
to rain clouds misting over the mountains that rim the Vegas valley. I rubbed
my eyes and then my brow…and that was when my childhood epiphanies returned.

Sitting with eyes closed, fingers wrapped round my foam coffee cup, that sense
Of wonder…of profound peace, serenity and complete understanding, flooded over
me once more…and for a few precious seconds, I knew all…and had the answer to
everything once more! It was exquisitely overwhelming! Like a miraculous vision must
be to the devoutly religious.

That feeling of bliss and awesome wisdom was fleeting indeed, and reality returned
in the staccato chatter in Chinese, of someone speaking too loudly (as almost all cell phone users are
given to do) accompanied by giggles from a gaggle of young Mexican girls a few booths away.

My feeling of being one with the universe slipped back to whence it came. I replaced my
glasses on my nose, sighed, with a monumental sense of loss, took a sip of my lukewarm
coffee, focused on my books once again and regretfully returned to reality, while wondering
“is this some quirk, peculiar only to me?"

If you’ve bothered to bear with me this far, and have ever experienced this, and/or can
relate to this phenomenon, then perhaps we share something special or…perhaps something
not so special at all. But we do share it, and it's nice to know that I'm not alone in my eccentricity.