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... at certain times we may experience an epiphany, a sudden illumination of our intimate union with the Divine. During an epiphany, your relationship to God is transformed from one of doubt or fear into one of deep trust.


Caroline Myss

Caroline Myss, Sacred Contracts: Awakening Your Divine Potential (Three Rivers, Michigan: Three Rivers Press, 2003), p. 27.




Epiphany
Isaiah 60:1-6

Metacosmic Light

Gail C. Ingle

For darkness shall cover the earth, and thick darkness the peoples; but the Lord will arise upon you, and his glory will appear over you. (v. 2)


I have been interested in spiritual matters for a long time. On May 19, 1989, I had a spiritual experience that I will never forget. I was at my friends' home to participate in a prayer/healing circle. We were all standing in a darkened room lit only with candles. My arms felt weightless and they involuntarily began to rise until they were above my head. Suddenly, I felt something like a bolt of lightning enter my head and go through my body. I began to cry. My friends asked me if I was all right and I nodded silently. They told me they could see the colors violet and green surrounding me. I must have stood there for about five minutes with my arms straight up in the air before they slowly returned to my side. I felt extremely peaceful long into the night. When I got home, I sat down and wrote the poem, "Metacosmic Light."

Metacosmic Light
Little, white candles flicker,
As the smooth, pink crystals glow.
My arms lose all their feeling
When the energy starts to flow.
My wrists are pulled by magnets,
The force too much to bear;
I raise my arms to heaven
To seek the mystery there.
My hands stretch out and upward,
Stretch as far as they will go.
The light comes crashing through me
Like an arrow from a bow.
As the tears flow down my cheeks,
Friends are reaching out to me,
But I want nothing from them,
So they step back graciously.
When all the light has pierced my brain,
My arms shine violet and green.
My friends applaud my courage,
Delighted by what they've seen.
Now, my arms, demagnetized,
Fall silently to my side.
The warmth of love surrounds me,
For a part of me has died.
The little white candles burn down
Though the crystals will always glow.
My heart is full of loving.
My life has begun to grow.
May 19, 1989


Editor's Note: My sister-in-law, Linda, phoned in early June of 2004 to tell me that her co-worker and friend, Gail Ingle, was near death in a nearby hospital and had mentioned she would like to meet me. I went the next day, because Gail is the contributor of two marvelous personal stories to the Visions series and I was eager to meet her. Linda told me that Gail was at peace and full of love and light. She was right. I have never met anyone about to pass over who was so full of joy. Gail blessed me immediately with a warm smile. She thanked me for the opportunity to publish her stories. I told her what a blessing her brave witness has been to the many, many souls who have already read her "Dreams" story in Sharing Visions, and will soon read "Metacosmic Light,"ain this volume.

Gail passed on June 13. We celebrated her life on a perfect summer evening, at her church in Genesee, a beautiful country village in southeast Wisconsin. Gail's family and friends told of her great love for all of the people who crossed her path. One of her colleagues at Waukesha South High School, where Gail taught for over twenty years, related how much she was loved by her students, how many graduates would return with their children to introduce them to their favorite teacher. I give thanks to God for a shining life.