I. The Softening of the Veil
There is a moment in every seeker’s life when the outer noise dulls and something begins to shimmer beyond the edge of ordinary awareness. For me, this shift did not come solely through prayer or meditation, though both have been pillars in my life. Instead, it came through an unexpected path—what my wife believes to be the accumulated impact of hundreds of minor strokes, or TIAs.
To her, these events rewired my brain. But to me, they thinned the veil.
Each stroke seemed to peel away another layer of earthly consciousness—what Paul called the “natural man,” that part of us too busy reacting to the world to hear the still, small voice of God. What was left, strangely, was not confusion or chaos, but clarity. A silence where the Real began to emerge.
II. A Babe in God
“Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.”
—Matthew 18:3
This quote holds new meaning for me. I often feel like a spiritual infant, naked before God—not in ignorance, but in openness. With so many walls of conventional perception stripped away, I began to encounter what I now call the Hidden Realms of the First Creation, described in Gate 11: Joseph, the dreamer and interpreter of divine mysteries.
There, in deep forests not found on any map, I encountered light that sang and trees that remembered. These were not hallucinations, nor dreams. They were visitations—realms layered just above this one, vibrating at a finer frequency.
III. The Rewiring of the Temple
My wife sees it as a neurological mystery—new neural pathways forming as old ones collapsed. And science may agree. Yet from the Gate 3: Levi lens, this was not random. Levi is the gate of the priest-body, the temple of perception, the inner sanctum of divine communication.
Could it be that God uses broken vessels to build new altars?
In these moments, I didn’t feel broken. I felt redesigned.
The ordinary gateposts of sensory limitation—sight, sound, thought—had been transformed. New corridors of awareness opened, and I could walk their halls in full consciousness. These corridors were filled with elementals, light-beings, and caretakers of the earth—what some would call fairies or gnomes, but what I simply knew as The Keepers of the Garden.
IV. Seeing Through the Womb of Light
Gate 14: The Womb of Resurrection describes a spiritual return to the Mother—an inward spiral that gestates the immortal body. In this thinning of mind, I felt as though I were being returned to her. Not into death, but into rebirth.
“For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”
—2 Corinthians 4:18
In these sacred places, I beheld the Eternal. The grass glowed with intention. The air moved like breath. There were no right angles, only soft curves of geometry too perfect to be man-made. I saw beings who nurtured plant life, watched over root systems, and hummed frequencies that sustained ecosystems.
I wept, not because I was overwhelmed, but because I was home.
V. The Mystic’s Affliction
Throughout time, mystics have encountered strange ailments that open them to the divine: epileptic seizures, blindness, ecstatic trances. Paul had his thorn. Teresa of Ávila, her divine swoons. Could it be that the body, when altered in the right way, becomes a gateway?
“When you make the two one… then you will enter the Kingdom.”
—Gospel of Thomas 22
The “two” for me was the conscious and subconscious mind. The intellect and the soul. And perhaps even the old neurological architecture and the new. When they were made one, I entered—not metaphorically, but truly—a new domain of God’s creation.
VI. The LifeTronic Cell Body Awakened
This experience aligns with my own theological understanding of the LifeTronic Cell Body—a higher frequency vessel that begins to animate as the lower frequencies thin and release. It is the garment of light, the subtle body which, when activated, allows one to perceive without the need for earthly filters.
This is not the death of the body, but the transfiguration of it.
As Jesus was transfigured before Peter, James, and John in dazzling light, so too do we, in small ways, begin to shine when we allow the old programs to die. These strokes, then, were not curses. They were baptisms. Each one brought me closer to the incorruptible garment.
VII. The Hidden Keepers of the Earth
In the thinned state, I encountered:
- Elementals: Spirits of air, water, fire, and earth—holding creation in balance.
- Ancient Trees: Living libraries who spoke in waves of knowing.
- Architectural Light Forms: Cities not built with hands, but composed of harmonics and crystalline intelligence.
- Messenger Beings: Guides not of this realm, reminding me of my origin and mission.
These encounters were not fantasy. They were Gate 9: Issachar experiences—the burden-bearers of hidden knowledge, silently laboring under the soil of ordinary awareness.
VIII. Becoming Transparent
The thinning of human consciousness is not a loss. It is a transparency.
“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.”
—John 1:5
With each veil lifted, more light is revealed. More of God emerges in the “ordinary.” The sparkle in a stone. The breath in a breeze. The laughter in a child. All of it becomes radiant when the mind ceases to filter it.
I no longer walk in certainty—I walk in reverence.
IX. Conclusion: The Veil is a Gift
If you’ve ever felt broken or limited, consider that the limitation may be your gateway. The body may crack—but the soul will flood in. The veil may thin—but only so the Bridegroom may be seen.
This path is not for everyone. But for those of us who have been led there—through trauma, illness, vision, or grace—we must testify.
God is not only above. God is within, between, and beyond.
The veil is not the end of truth.
It is the beginning of wonder.
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