The birth of my first grandchild. He was absolutely beautiful, and just being at his birth brought tears to my eyes...............Also, the fact that I was able to be besides my daughter during the most important day in her life was priceless................
2006-10-06 18:03:50
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answered by Anonymous
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well I'm sure whatever it was it was a first time of something and that baloon idea would be a first and have never got to it but there is still time. Have not had a first in so long I kinda forget. Been there done that is usually what I think when somebody discusses something exciting. Maybe I was an excitment junky. There was one that made my heart skip some because it was so unexpected.
I was in Yokosuka Japan and the place is full of tunnels prepared to defend an attack. That whole base is honeycombed and I was always in for some adventure, always wondered what it was like to be scared. I was on temporary duty awaiting discharge and they asigned me to check out some to see if sailors had been in the entrance smoking. Usually we did this in twos so I was restricted to casual observation and then leave, and go on to the next one. This time my partner was tired and fell asleep in the van so I went alone first off to the one that I noted had loose blocks. My flashlight was charged and I was about to do the forbidden, sin sin deal me in. I did not have any special friend then.
Easily I pushed the blocks in. Who would know it had been me? If I was questioned I figured i must have been checking out a noise--right??
There were so many twists, turns T's and chambers I got so interrested I pretty much forgot where I had been. Today that could happen easily but then I remembered everything, but this was a little much but I was digg'n it and I knew that I would be found cuz pard knew where I was sort of. The rock with the tunnels did not appear to be big from the outside so I figured YUT DA HEY
My flash light started getting a little dim so I began going back and I did find an entrance but that one had no loose blocks. That was when I heard the foot steps. I thought great pard has a chargesd up flashlight so I headed towards the sound but there was no light. I bumped into a frail person who spoke some angry Japanese, and then I felt his weapon. It was pointed at me. Pushed it aside and headed for the entrance and being a large man had no problem pushing the blocks out. This is not the thrilling part. The thrilling part was when word spread around the base that because the blocks were Knocked out that a search was done and a Japanese soldier that had been in there since WWII was found carrying a loaded functional weapon. I do not think he would have been found had I not knocked out the blocks. Nov. 1978 Yokosuka Japan it was in the papers, without my name. They did ask me why I did not report the blocks that were knocked down. I was prepared. Ya always got to cover your back side.
2006-10-06 18:47:12
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answered by icheeknows 5
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Of the things that I have now remembered was seeing the spirit of a girl my age who had supposedly died outside of my church when the windows were blown out. She was luminescent with points of light like stars and we talked for a little while about how she now felt. This was just one of my repressed memories this one being of my confirmation. This might have just been a fallen angel appearing to me as a young girl in a spiritual form. I have seen some healings and a co-worker who was brought back from the dead after half an hour. His Head was split open from a fall. What some would call a miracle or of the supernatural most others just say it was a delusion. It might all just be an illusion by other worldly forces also. I believe they are known as the Watchers. Here they call them Remote Viewers. (ha)
2006-10-06 18:41:54
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answered by Anonymous
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The quiteness and spirituality that envelops me when I enter one of the many magnificent cathedrals in Europe when there are not a lot of people around. Even if I am not religious, I stand still, look around at the great high ceilings, the big stained glass windows depicting beautiful art, the elaborate ornamentation, sculptures and architectural beauty. In the quite of such a grand place, you can feel God's presence, even if you are not spiritual. And the tiny feeling I get when I think about how much effort it must have taken those men to build such a grand place in the name of their God. For them to do so God must really have been in their lives. Unlike in mine, where God is often lacking. Also the tiny nagging feeling that they might have interpreted God all wrong, and would have better spent their energy and their wisdom and their gold helping people less fortunate than themselves.
All of the above - breathtaking...
2006-10-06 18:10:47
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answered by jimbomediterraneo 2
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I live in breathtaking beauty everyday. I live on the central coast of California and I have a wonderful view of ocean and mountains and rock formations. It is different in any light and can be amazing even in the fog. And when there is a full moon over the water, like tonight, it truly is breathtaking. The fresh sweet air fills you and you wanna swim in it.....and remember that smell every second of everyday.
2006-10-06 18:10:03
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answered by rere 6
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Grotta Azzura - The Blue Grotto in the Isle of Capri in Italy. To get there you take a ferry from Naples, then transfer to a speedboat which takes you around to AnaCapri where you then get into a small row boat which takes you into a small opening of a cave. You have to lie down in the row boat so you won't hit your head. Once inside you can sit up and you are treated to the beauty of the inside of the cave where the color of the water is the deepest, most beautiful florescent blue there ever was. The water is tepid and looks so inviting. The Blue Grotto is said to have been used by Roman emperors for their own private baths.
2006-10-06 18:12:40
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answered by nquizzitiv 5
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I traveled through West Virginia this spring, and even though I had flown or driven through, I had never experienced the sight I got that day.
There were, literally, purple mountain's majesty, clear flowing rivers and fields of yellow daffodils. The rocks on the side of the road glowed purple and orange in the setting sun. It was a beautiful sight, and I am very well-traveled.
2006-10-06 18:07:39
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answered by steelypen 5
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I'm torn here. I'd have to admit the time my submissive's vein was opened in a blood play demo at a BDSM event and her blood poured all over her naked body was pretty darn breathtaking and powerful.
But really I guess it was when I saw my daughter in the dress that became her wedding dress. When she tried on "the one" her mother in law and I knew because she was just radiant.
Ok, so my life is a little complicated.
2006-10-06 18:10:13
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answered by tjnstlouismo 7
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The sight of my firstborn child, a perfect mini-me.
Understand that I was adopted at birth, therefore no one ever looked like me. The family that adopted me was on one side German and on the other English. Everyone except me had dark hair and brown eyes; I was blue-eyed and blonde haired.
So to see my baby for the first time, and to see myself in her, only perfected, was breathtaking :)
2006-10-06 18:06:34
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answered by arewethereyet 7
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Standing on the beach, looking at the ocean in the evening.
It makes you feel incredibly small in a universe that seems like forever... It's just a beautiful experience.
2006-10-07 06:51:55
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answered by J-me 2
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I was on a cruise with my church, it was called the Footsteps of the Apostles cruise. We went to Philippi and Athens and Corinth and Ephesus. One morning I was on the deck, looking out at an orange ball of fire, the sun, that was rising over the sea. As I watched it stretch its color across the clouds, I saw God's promise. It was one of the most beautiful moments of my life.
2006-10-06 18:07:01
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answered by Esther 7
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