The palpability of God’s hand on my foot was initially terrifying. But gradually I relaxed, closed my eyes, and found myself rising to a level of consciousness higher than any I had ever experienced. It was as if I had slipped through a passageway from my normal state of mind to a higher plateau of awareness.

As the elevated state of consciousness pervaded me, I was reminded of the powerful way hallucinogenic drugs took effect – and the forces which governed my life seemed to take visible form. Although the images I perceived were shadowy and vague, I was intensely aware of the feelings which the images evoked. When I saw images of Birdie and Dac, I felt love. Others images caused me sorrow and pain; but those images were misty and more difficult to discern. The feeling of sorrow, however, intensified so dramatically that I finally envisioned myself swimming in my own tears.