What event or experience has changed you view of the world? Explain how you viewed things b4 ......-----?

Question

before the event or experience and explain how your view changed. in details please ...except writing about internet.

Answer 1

It sounds silly, but view of the world changed when I dated a Kiwi. I live right outside of Washington, DC and I'll admit that I had the typical American upbringing. I had no idea that so much of the world doesn't like us. I just didn't know. I also didn't know they had any reason NOT to like us. I can remember him telling me that he didn't generally like American women because we're too self-centered and high maintenance.

I still don't claim to know as much about the world as I should. But I genuinely try to see the events in other countries from different persectives than my own. I know that I was lucky to have been born where I was and with the luxuries we have that we take for granted every day. I'm planning a temporary move to Europe next year that, hopefully, will include a lot of travelling, and I'm hoping to learn more about the world through first hand experiences.

Answer 2

When I was 19, both my parents died.
Prior to their deaths, I wasn't a very "good" person, I was always friendly, I just did a lot and I mean a lot of very bad things. I had an extremely bad reputation and a temper to match. I pretty much saw the world was their for the taking, i mean that literally.

After their deaths I did a lot of soul searching, I disappeared for a few months, well closer to a year. I moved to a remote area and whilst their I search for answers, I looked everywhere but I found nothing.
Then one day I just started meditating and started looking inside myself. I began to get some answers and I have to say it was a rude awakening. I, for the first time actually could see the person I had become and it was a shock to say the least.

After that, I began to see beauty in the things around me that I had never noticed before. For once in my life I felt at ease, I didn't feel that I had to prove anything to myself or anyone else.
Now don't get the wrong idea, I didn't find God, there weren't any voices.
It was a case of I found Me, my spiritual side.

Answer 3

My first visit to a neolithis stone circle was an event that changed my life!
To get to the stone circle at Arbor Low, you have to walk up through a farmyard, and are usually greeted by a friendly border collie dog. Now I have been going to this site for at least 25 years, and so I know this can’t be the same dog as when I first went, but nevertheless, there one always is, ready to greet the visitor.


The first time I visited this site was 25 years ago, and I won’t say I was not a druid then, what I will say is that I had not realised I was a druid! I visited it with a friend, who later became my 2nd husband actually, but maybe I should have taken more note of what happened at Arbor Low, but no, if I had have done, I would not have had my beautiful daughter Emily .


So, why exactly did Arbor Low change my life? Well, I asked this friend to take me there (on the back of his large Italian motorbike!) because I was interested in ley lines and had been reading up on them and had realised that in the Peak District in Derbyshire, Arbor Low was where all these lines seemed to converge, or perhaps issue from, and I wanted to see if they could be felt. I don’t remember what time of year it was, but it was not cold, so must have been late spring or early summer I should think, but the thing was, we were the only people there. I stood in the centre of the circle, I walked round the edge, I explored every inch …………… and to me, the whole place was buzzing! The energy positively throbbed through the earth. I had never felt anything like it before! And I could actually see these lines, like light on the ground, radiating out from the circle!


All the stones seemed warm to the touch, and I was glowing. The thing that struck me as odd was that the person I was with felt none of this, I couldn’t believe it ……… how could he not sense this enormous amount of energy coming up through his feet. I tried to tell him about it, but he looked at me as if I was mad! So I began to think that maybe I was …… but there was no mistaking that this energy was real.


This, I feel, was the afternoon that changed my life, changed my direction, set my feet upon the druidic path. I began investigating more, in addition to the leylines stuff, I found books on herbal medicine, and it was a short step, it seemed, from there to witchcraft, which is where I started out on a pagan path. By this time though, I was living with the person I had been to Arbor Low with, and when he saw the books on witchcraft I had taken out of the library, he made me take them back and forbid me bring any more like it into the house! I should have made a stand, but I didn’t ……….. but as soon as we split up a few years later, I started to research again, and haven’t looked back since.

Answer 4

1964, I'd recently returned from Asia and discharged from the Army.

I went into Peace Corps training in Hilo, Hawaii, but was a troubled young man and found myself deselected during the mid-selection process late 1964. I dropped off the flight back to the mainland at Honolulu with another deselectee and worked there until March, '65, at which time the Vietnam War was cranking up and I was recieving threats of reactivation from the military.

I decided I wasn't going. I flew to back to the big island and went into the jungle, intending to spend the remainder of my life there.

After three weeks I began the most profound and enduring spiritual experience of my life. It turned my entire life around.

I don't know how I'd have survived the last 40 years if it hadn't happened.

Edit: I see I've neglected answering part of your question.

I went into the jungle an atheist. When I came out and got back to the mainland I was in a fever to relate my experience to a religion comprised ot people who'd experienced something similar. I found a Christian minister and discussed the matter with him at length.

He assured me I'm no Christian.

Answer 5

Living the second half of my life in Asia -- and still counting -- has been a real eye-opener. Although I knew intellectually that the USA was not the center of the universe before, living in another place that has for 3500 years thought it was the center of the universe has made that intellectual understanding a living reality. Being white in the USA automatically gives you access and privilege that others don't have. Living in Asia, the tables are turned. I've gotten a dose, sometimes a very humbling heavy dose, of what being a second-class citizen really means. I wouldn't trade the experience for anything.

Answer 6

Before 9/11 I was naive in that I thought the hate-filled radical republican right was only a fringe element. I thought true, loving Christianity had a greater stronghold in American than it does.

After the horror of 9/11, my anger at the fundamentalist Muslims who perpetrated it got greatly overshadowed by the fundamentalist so-called Christians here whose response to it was nothing but hate and intolerance.

I always knew fundamentalists were intolerant, but I never suspected that their fear-mongering intolerance would have such a wide-spread appeal across the nation.

As a Christian, that was very disappointing to me.

But now I tell myself I have a more realistic picture of how un-Christian America really is. I guess that's good, since part of my goal is to bring Christ to everybody I meet, and I live in US.

Sometimes I feel like an ant trying to push a boulder up a hill, though. But I keep on trying....

Answer 7

It is difficult to narrow it down to any one event as I believe my spiritual world view evolved slowly from many life experiences; but if I have to say one thing - it would be the birth of my 2nd son followed by my father's death three months later. To explain this experience is not possible with the limited vocabulary of spirituality.