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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: The Chapel by the Lake
When I was a teenager, I was sent to Episcopal church camp. It wasn’t my choice, really. My grandmother and the church I attended decided it would be good for me. Otherwise, I would just keep...
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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: Seeing Stars
For the most part, my history of visions has been, as labeled recently, Thomistic. That is, I wait until I come across in reality what I “see” in my vision and start from there. I call this, proof (or...
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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: Meeting Lazarus
I’ve always wondered about Lazarus, always wanted to, in some way, to have been there and watched, a fly on the wall, as the event unfolded. The rush of Jesus to the scene, not understanding what he...
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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: The Back of the Book
It was during the time when I thought I was “free” of God. I had had a call vision when I was seventeen (see Call and Response). But, having wanted to be “normal” all my life, when my call came, I...
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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: My First Vision, or Love’s Touch
I was a toddler, or a little beyond toddling. And while this is nowadays referred to as a near-death experience, I look on it as a vision because it opened doors in my brain and my heart and my soul,...
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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: Surviving the Touch of God
This is a story that I thought I would never tell. Here or elsewhere. Or, perhaps it’s that I would never tell it again. Because this is about both an experience, a miracle, and its story. And how...
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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: The Death
I have been convicted of having a hard heart. It’s not a heart of stone towards everything in life, just, and very specifically, toward intimacy, toward romantic love. So using prayer as my pickax,...
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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: My First Words
This has been a time of digging for me. An unusual thing for me to do, to spend time praying and having visions about my emotional make-up. Most usually, this has always been spent on studying the...
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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: The Bull’s Head
A few days ago, someone described me as being “rigid.” I know that it was meant (in a disguised way) to offend me. To put me in my place. There were other descriptions made at that time, others that...
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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: The Walk Of Smells
I was a young woman when I was a student at the University of California in Berkeley, California. The problem was that I couldn’t take the fact that I was a woman seriously. I tried drilling it into...
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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: Tell Lazarus, Arise
It was a time of flight. I used to define flight as a time when I had one foot in the seen world and the other in the unseen world. But recalling this time I think that it would be better defined as...
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TALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: A Child In The Light And Shadow Of God
I like straight corners. If I am standing at the counter of a bank, I stand there straightening the piles of various forms. I wonder if people wonder at what I am doing. But I do it nonetheless. And...
View ArticleTALES FROM BEYOND THE HORIZON: Orange, Chocolate, Milk
It was the first time I received that command: Eat orange, chocolate, milk. I was a young woman. With long hair. A car of my own. I had graduated from Berkeley. Was working somewhere. I lived in a...
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