Reading the title reminded me of the time I prayed silently after my mother's death and felt a sudden calmness, as if someone was listening. I don't know how to explain it, but it was real. Have any such cases happened to you?
Yes, I had a similar feeling once in autumn, when I went alone to the forest for mushrooms outside Prague and suddenly stopped by an old oak tree. There was complete silence and I felt that I was not alone, even though no one was in sight. Then I prayed for my sons and the weight of work fell off my shoulders. Thanks for the memory, Dhimitër.
