Share your moments of bliss

asp3

Senior Member
Please share your moments of bliss as or after they happen.

I'm not sure why I just experienced one, odds are stacked against having one these days. We're on day 5 of a heat wave where it hasn't gotten below 70 and it often gets into the low 100's or high 90's during the day and the it doesn't cool down in the evenings. We also have a plethora of fires around our area so the air outside is smokey and not that pleasant (there's a health warning.) This means I can't open the house to cool it down like I usually do.

However I was just here reading the forum, enjoying a nice glass of rose, music I love on the stereo and I had the wonderful relaxed feeling of a moment of bliss.

For me a moment of bliss is either an awareness of a wonderfully relaxed and content state or in rare occasions a period of moving through the world in such a state. If you feel like sharing how you experience bliss I'd love to hear about it.

So, this is wishing everyone who feels like having some bliss gets some soon.
 

I love the mornings with my dog, too, Keesha and this morning I had a moment of bliss because, for the first time in months, the morning air was cool and crisp here in Ohio. Hope you get some of that In California soon, Asp.
 

Before this bleep pandemic, it was sunset or sunrise at the beach. And until a month ago it was cuddling my dog while singing to him. I still close my eyes and sing to him sometimes, and hope he can hear me.

But I still get those blissful moments from music, or holding hands with my husband, or after a full-body stretch. It's the little things, and money can't buy 'em!
 
We've got lots of hummingbirds this year....and sitting out on the porch watching them "compete" for space at the feeders is kind of relaxing.
Add a good cup of coffee to the mix and I am "all in." I love to watch our Ruby Throated hummingbirds and at the end of the season I always feel a bit sad, even if their departure does eliminate the task of changing the feed every three days.
 
I loved dance bands music that had a sax its not the same as keyboard music 🎶 @Keesha

My bliss ..I’m bought a few dance music tunes online last nite and listened to them though earphones ,they are a couple of rhumba‘s /blues / saunters / modern waltz just imagined myself dancing with my hubs to the music 🎶 which has been on hold since March
 
I loved dance bands music that had a sax its not the same as keyboard music 🎶 @Keesha

My bliss ..I’m bought a few dance music tunes online last nite and listened to them though earphones ,they are a couple of rhumba‘s /blues / saunters / modern waltz just imagined myself dancing with my hubs to the music 🎶 which has been on hold since March
Big band music. Tommy Dorsey, Duke Ellington, Benny Goodman, The Glen Miller Band, Count Basie, Louise Armstrong ......the band music we played in our stage band. We did some weddings, special occasions and grand openings of golf clubs etc., My brother played trombone and my other brother still plays trumpet so it was fun doing something together when we were younger and I still know most of those songs. ‘Strings of pearls, in the mood, Misty, Little Brown Jug, it’s a wonderful world, sentimental journey.’

Of course back then I played my 1958 year old alto saxophone which needs re-padding but I’m going to get it fixed. I’ve had it for 46 years now and it definitely has sentimental value.

Playing big band stuff with the players I knew was a total privilege. Two years ago I saw some of them play in a Toronto pub. They were STILL in the same band which evolved. I should try and find my high school year book. Not that you needed to know all that but you know how much I enjoy elaborating. 😅

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I used to run, and there was often bliss in that. No more running for me, tho, per orthopedic doc. I probably couldn't do it if I tried, anyway. The downside of the running, no matter how blissful, is that it is probably what wrecked my knees and hips (impact of running on pavement) according to docs. Hips are fixed, knees are not, but they are manageable.

One blissful moment I recall like a photograph in time is watching my black lab Suzie (RIP) running full bore back and forth through a huge and deep mud puddle after the monsoon rains here. It was clear she took pure unmitigated joy in it, and it was a moment of joy and bliss for me just watching her go back and forth, ears flying, and with a look of absolute joy of being alive on her face.
 
I'm pretty much home bound. I can't walk for more than a hundred feet, so I'm in a wheel chair. My ex & I are Civil War nuts. We used to visit Gettysburg Battlefield a least once a month. Because of my disability I haven't been there in decades. Last month, I got in my car and drove the three hours it takes to get there. I was just so happy to be going back. Before, the trek was something to endure, but now, each mile brings joy to me. You would never think of a road trip as "blissful".
 
When i think of BLISS, I have to go back to when my children were toddlers. (long ,long time ago); Tiptoeing in to check on them in the night, kissing their foreheads. One would think BLISS would be romantic love, but for me, it was Motherly love. The FEELINGS of LOVE looking at my babies and tucking them in.
 
Mornings are blissful for me. The rest of the day winds up being peaceful due to the way it begins.

While on my 3 mile walk. As I walk I see one musician playing a saxophone another an acoustic guitar. An older woman singing and mothers walking their babies. Parents teaching their kids how to fish & handicapped kids enjoying the swings, slides & other playground equipment to climb on. No crime, no anger, nothing but enjoying life taking place as I see it unfold around me.
 
For many years I regularly took adult ballet classes and they almost always gave me bliss. For some reason, no matter what I actually looked like, when I put my hand on the barre and heard the first notes of the piano I would feel beautiful.
 
When i think of BLISS, I have to go back to when my children were toddlers. (long ,long time ago); Tiptoeing in to check on them in the night, kissing their foreheads. One would think BLISS would be romantic love, but for me, it was Motherly love. The FEELINGS of LOVE looking at my babies and tucking them in.

I guess it's fatherly love too. 💖

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