C. S. Lewis attempting to describe his own mystical event, says, “I felt as if I were a man of snow at long last beginning to melt. The melting was starting in my back—drip-drip and presently trickle-trickle. I rather disliked the feeling.” His wry comments are clearer than any somber attempt to describe the event with exactitude. Rather, this contemplative moment is a spiritual event that kisses the cognitive but will not be enslaved to its rigidities.
I haven’t reached this stage yet. I am still at the cognitive exercise stage seeking oneness with God and spiritual awareness and insight, seeking C.S. Lewis’s “God and us”. I do feel a Oneness with my beloved Patricia Bow, filling the void within me that her death left. I am approaching wholeness again but not there yet. My hope is in “So they are no longer two but one flesh. What therefore God has joined together, let not man separate.” (Matthew 19:6) After all, we were pronounced “man and WINE” at our wedding and she still is the wine in my life!