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What's The Closest Thing To Heaven You Have Ever Known ?

But more, I think, was a moment while hiking the Pacific Crest Trail when in a discussion of the Eucharist I suddenly understood the significance of the Real Presence for the miracle of existence itself.
 
Time in the few remaining pristine long leaf pine savannah wild lands left on the southeast coastal plains of North America. Luckily I get to now work there frequently.

Wow
That does sound like heaven, mine would be similar
The coastal Heath of central coast of Australia
Beautiful the smells are perfect
 
Apart from the times I've actually seen the white light and wondered if this time would actually be my time....... I would have to say sex with my partner.
 
Really?

My first solo, i was far too busy looking at my gauges and listening out for the chute alarm, to really enjoy it.

Now my 2nd solo, i would agree with you.

I started tandem. My instructor said after the second jump there was no reason I couldn't solo except for the regulations. So when I got to my first solo I was raring to go.
 
Another came to mind as I was planning for my day today: jogging naked knee-deep in the surf and letting the breakers crash over me as a 90° F wind brushed my skin and tossed spray back at the ocean, while singing the theme song from Man of La Mancha.

 
Lost loves who have left their mortal coil to dwell in heavenly realms, occasionally trigger memories that encourage me to thank them for the time we passed in blissful togetherness.

“Somewhere a bird sang, its chant hanging plaintive and melancholy in the still air...I think it's a sort of lark or something. Our tradition has it that they sing with the voices of lost lovers. If the stars are smiling on them, you will hear its mate call back in a moment.” ― Jane Johnson, The Tenth Gift
 
Blissful summers of total freedom in the beautiful dunes, and on the beaches, of Cape Cod. It's a different world out there.
 
Widespread lights out resulting in total silence and darkness in the night minus the ghost touches.




I would love to say love, but I've never experienced it (perhaps only storge and philia).
 
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