A Glimpse of Glory

Madeleine L'Engle wrote the following to give an example of an experience she calls an "intimation" of a life beyond this one.
  Josephine and I began to sing to the little girls, trying to lull them to sleep, taking turns in singing the old nursery and folk songs, many of which had come to us from my mother.
  Then suddenly, the world unfolded, and I moved into an indescribable place of many dimensions where colors were more brilliant and more varied than those of the everyday world.  The unfolding continued; everything deepened and opened, and I glimpsed relationships in which the truth of love was fully revealed.
   It was ineffably glorious, and then it became frightening because I knew that unless I returned to the self which was still singing to the sleeping baby it would be -- at the least -- madness, and for Josephine and Alan's sake I had to come back from the radiance...
   Was this no more than a hallucination caused by fatigue and hunger? That may have been part of it, but only a part. I offer no explanation for this vision of something far more beautiful and strange than any of the great beauties I have seen on earth. I only know that it happened to me, and I am grateful.
Glimpses of Grace: January 8, pp. 7-8