To behold with a feeling of surprise and profound admiration, usually inexplicable, is to be in a state of wonder and awe.
There are no moments lived that compare to those in which we stand in awe and wonderment. These moments are when we taste the essence of reality, and they pierce like a sharpened sword right through our habitual patterns of mind, ushering us back home.
States of wonder cannot be manufactured, as they are spontaneous occurrences that take us by surprise. However, we can till the soil of our minds to be open for these miraculous states of being. Though wonder is not ours to create, we can create the causes and conditions to be in wonderment. The more mindful we are to the truth of reality, the more connected or aware we are of our spirituality. And with this connection to our spirituality, the more we live in a state of awe, for life is a miracle of beauty and we are capable to be its witness.
It is not uncommon for these states of awe to be accompanied by fear. Especially if we are clinging to our ego-based identity with an iron fist. Wonderment by its very nature loosens our narrow, ego-centered view of ourselves and of God, or Ultimate Reality. This can be very unsettling if we don't know how to live in an open and receiving space. One breath at a time, one small step forward of teaching ourselves how to relax our grip on ego-clinging, and we can stand at the foot of Creation and draw into our awareness all the beauty and awe with what wonderment gifts us.
When body, speech, and mind are not dancing in harmony we are uncomfortable, unsettled, and as a result we suffer. When body, speech and mind are in harmony we experience a state of wholeness and peace.
Moments of awe are moments of awareness, or experience, of being whole with the universe. These moments can manifest in small ways and in grand ways. I remember a moment of awe when I was on a trek in the Himalayan mountains. The clouds had been obscuring the mountain peaks during the entire first few days of the trek. But, one morning as I was gazing upward, trying to peer through the clouds and spot the tips of the mountain looming above me, the clouds glided apart and revealed this mountain's peak. There it was, the truth of Creation, without words, towering high above me. I was a witness, and in that witnessing, I was humbled and whole.