WOW

The Spiritual Power of WOW

There are moments in life when language fails us.

Not because we don’t have words.

But because something lands deeper than vocabulary.

All we can say is… wow.

Spiritually, “wow” is a moment of expansion. It’s what happens when the mind pauses and the soul recognizes something true. It’s awareness landing in real time. Ego stepping aside. The heart widening without effort.

We don’t plan a wow moment.

We experience it.

Energetically, wow moves upward and outward. The chest softens. The eyes brighten. Time slows just enough for us to feel the sacred hiding in the ordinary.

And sometimes (and oddly)… it shows up on our kitchen floor.

We All Eat

Each evening, I have a practice I call “We All Eat.”

After my nightly meditation outside, I come back in and gather with the animals on the kitchen floor. It’s simple. Quiet. Sacred.

I sit.

I breathe.

I center.

I tune my energy into their frequency — their “speaker,” if you will. No agenda. No forcing. Just presence. From there, we move organically. It’s communion more than routine. A remembering that we are all sharing this space, this breath, this life.

Sounds weird?

It’s a spirited practice of gratitude. It connects me back to Nature, especially my own.

My family knows this practice matters to me. It’s part of the rhythm of our home every evening.

On this particular night, my 11-year-old daughter had a couple of friends over. They burst into the kitchen mid-story, full of the beautiful, chaotic energy only pre-teens can generate.

And there I was. On the floor. Cross-legged. Breathing intentionally…subtle. Unnoticeable to anyone who didn’t know this practice.

She saw me immediately.

Without announcing anything. Without embarrassment. Without explanation.

She gently, almost invisibly, redirected her friends back toward her room. A subtle shift. A graceful pivot. Protecting the space without making it a spectacle.

She never said, “My dad is meditating with the animals.”

She didn’t roll her eyes.

She didn’t sigh dramatically.

She honored it.

I caught her eye as they turned the corner. I winked.

She knew I knew.

And for a solid minute or two, all I could say internally was… wow. Many times.

Why It Was a WOW Moment

It wasn’t about obedience.

It wasn’t about control.

It wasn’t even about the practice itself.

It was emotional intelligence.

It was respect without instruction.

It was awareness in action.

It was witnessing your child not just hear what you value — but embody it.

That’s a wow moment.

Because wow is what happens when you see growth you didn’t force.

When love expresses itself without needing credit.

When something sacred is protected without being defended.

Wow is expansion.

In that instant, I felt pride, gratitude, humility, and awe all braided together. I felt the quiet ripple of modeling something consistently enough that it became understood — not demanded.

And here’s the deeper layer:

Wow moments are evidence of alignment.

They show us that the seeds we plant — in ourselves, in our families, in our practices — are taking root in unseen ways.

We don’t always get applause for living intentionally.

Sometimes we get a wink in a kitchen.

The Invitation

How often do we rush past our wow moments?

How often do we analyze them instead of feel them?

Wow is not meant to be dissected.

It’s meant to be received.

Today, notice where something makes you pause.

Where your chest softens.

Where your only response is quiet reverence.

That’s your soul saying,

“Pay attention. This matters.”

Wow is the sound of allowing life to move you.

And sometimes, it’s as simple — and as sacred — as an 11-year-old girl gently protecting her father’s moment on the kitchen floor.