I think we all have moments of ecstasy and transcendence. Aren't they just a normal part of living?
They have been to me - all too rarely, unfortunately. So it goes.
Things get scratchy when you try to define the word though: whether what's transcended is normal, everyday, humdrum, push-your-trolley-around-Morrisons experience (which is one dictionary definition, and one with which I have no quarrel) or material existence, time and space, which is another but the point where I make my excuses and leave.
I feel a thread of its own coming on