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An example of an epiphany


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hi!! Excuse me I don't understand what is epiphany... I don't know to write as a essay an epiphany in my life... Can someone help me please...??

Nov 14, 2010, 09:45pm   #
Epiphany is discussion of awareness that changes your life or your view of the surrounding.

Here is an example of an epiphany of my English 5 teacher:

As a young man, I had the opportunity to join a Buddhist retreat in the wilderness of Death Valley in California. It was rigorous. We got up and began meditating well before dawn in the freezing cold and practiced silent mindfulness throughout the day's blazing heat, as we walked, ate, and worked together. At night we sat in meditation again for a couple of hours beneath the stars, finally going to our tents and crawling into our sleeping bags in the shivery cold again, sometimes with light snowfall dancing in the beams of our flashlights.

After many days of practice, my perception started to loosen, to shift from the habitual, and I became susceptible to teaching from the ancient land. The moment came one evening as primitive stone tool found on the desert floor made its round from hand to hand.

When it came to me I held it, feeling how it nestled familiarly in my palm, and the hand that had once carefully fashioned it upon the shore of a lake vanished long ago in geological time reached over the centuries to touch me.

With a sudden vertigo, I saw the constellations in the sky of my mind wheeling backward, beyond 1492 into the time depths of this continent. Suddenly wrenched free of the European time-line, I understood that my country, the United States of America, which my school textbooks had hammered into me was the most significant thing to ever happen to the Northern hemisphere, was a flash in the pan compared to the ancient cultures that inhabit it as their own.

That day, I believe I became the first of my ancestors to actually set foot in the New World, with the seed of an indigenous, native person planted within.

Later, I found a quote of the poet Gary Snyder's that described the nature of my epiphany: "For the non-Native American to become at home on this continent, he or she must be born again in this hemisphere, on this continent, properly called Turtle Island."

I believe that day I was born again. I got "indigenized," as a Native American friend calls it.



This is my own epiphany:



Six years ago, I was just a little girl who loved to enjoy the company of other kids who were born in Vietnam, and spoken the same language which I grew so familiar with. Until my parents surprised me one day when they told me, "we are going to America!" For a short moment, I thought it was a worse thing ever, because I was going to some country that I did not know of. But it was even worst when I found out my parents decided to leave me in America to stay with my aunt, whom I just met for the first time in thirteen years.

When I first entered school in America, I found school had become a challenge. The language was unfamiliar, and I could not understand most of the words spoken by the teachers nor the materials covered in classes. I kept on failing all of my classes which had never happened to me before when I was in Vietnam. I felt so ashamed as I looked at my first report card. I tried to convince myself the reason I fail was because I could not understand English. I soon realized that it was not because I could not understand English that had gotten me the bad grades, but it was me who did not want to try harder due to the sudden change of my surrounding environment.

As I kept on asking myself questions "how could my parents leave me here alone?" or "how come everything has become so difficult?" it came to my conscious that everything was not placed out for me to choose. Sometimes things could happen unexpectedly, and I should learn how to adapt to changing situations.

Soon, I decided to give my best effort to struggle with learning English, and tried to work twice as hard as other kids who already knew English better than me. Maybe changes were not as bad as I imagined. Often time, I looked back into my past and I always thanked my parents for leaving me in America. Maybe it would be better for me to live without my parents at a young age, because I could learn to be independent. Not only that, I even learned English faster than other kids in Vietnam, while it came with no cost.


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Epiphany ... correct spelling please...

Three years ago, I was young who loved to enjoy the company of my friends who were born in Mexico, and spoken the same language which I grew so familiar with. I always enjoyed being in the school even when I was not the best in each class; however, I always studied hard before a test, but when I got my scores from some my tests sometimes I tried to hide them because I didn't get the best score that I would have liked, but that only happened to me once or twice during all the year . When I was in high school in Mexico I thought what will be of my life when I graduated from high school. I often thought not continued to study and find a job, but that idea was never the best option for me, so I decided that after graduating from high school had to go to college to prepare for my future that was even closer than ever.
When I had all planed my parents surprised me one day when they told me, "We have ready our documents to go to the United States!" For a short moment, I thought it was a good idea because I will have the opportunity to learn English and succeed in my life, but in the same time I thought it was a worse thing ever, because I was to some country that I did not know, however I was happy. When the day arrives I never thought to say good bye would be very sad for me and my friends, I felt a great sadness in me that ran from my head to my toes that prevented me from leaving my country where I was born; otherwise I thought it would be better for me and my family.
When I first entered school in the United States, I found school had become a challenge. The language was unfamiliar, and I could not understand most of the words spoken by the teachers nor the materials covered in classes. I kept on failing some of my classes I had bad grades in which never happened to me before when I was in Mexico. I felt so ashamed as I looked at my first report card. I tried to convince myself the reason I fail was because I could not understand English. I soon realized that it was not because I could not understand English that had gotten me the bad grades, but it was me who did not want to try harder due to the sudden change of my surrounding environment.
As I kept on asking myself questions "How could I get to a country where nothing is familiar to me?" or "How come everything has become so difficult?" it came to my conscious that everything was not placed out for me to choose. Sometimes things could happen unexpectedly, and I should learn how to adapt to changing situations.
Soon, I decided to give my best effort to struggle with learning English, and tried to work twice as hard as other students who already knew English better than me. Maybe changes were not as bad as I imagined. Often time, I looked back into my past and I always thanked my parents for bringing me to the U.S. because I know that they have always wanted the better for me and my brothers. Maybe it would be better for me to live without my parents at a young age, because I could learn to be independent. Not only that, I even learned English more easily than other students in Mexico, while it came with no cost.

HELP ME I WANT TO CORRECT MY SPELLING PLEASE I AM NOT VERY GOOD IN ENGLISH
Three years ago, I was young and loved to enjoy the company of my friends who were born in Mexico and spoke the same....

...some of my tests ....

sometimes I tried to hide them because I didn't get the best score ....

When I was in high school in Mexico I thought, What will become of my life when I graduate from high school?"

.... I decided that after graduating from high school I had to go to college to ...


When I had everything planned my parents surprised me one day when they told by telling me, "We have ready prepared our documents to go to the United States!"

For a short moment, I thought it was a good idea because I will would have the opportunity to learn English and succeed in my life, but in at the same time I thought it was a worse the worst thing ever, because I was traveling to some country that I did not know. However I was happy. When the day arrives arrived I never

Oftentimes, I looked back


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