It has taken a few months for me to realize fully the magnitude of a healing I recently experienced that was both an immediate and a clearly visible proof of mental surgery.
In the middle of the night I wakened feeling suddenly ill. For a short time, I tried to give a name to the difficulty, but I soon recognized this as aggressive mental suggestion—a belief that cause and effect could be in matter.
Immediately I changed the basis of my thought completely, and with conviction. I reached out to God as never before. I was sure of my Father-Mother God's presence. I felt total coexistence with my original Parent and my original spiritual self as a child of God. I felt God's immeasurable love. This was the first step in the completeness of my acceptance of the healing presence of God and the absolute exclusion of any lie, any impurity, that would attempt to intrude on my perfect, pure, and spiritual selfhood. I had gotten out of bed and was experiencing some severe physical discomfort when a word came to me with force: expunge. I could not recall having read the word, but I somehow knew its meaning. I knew Truth would expunge the error—would eradicate it as wholly powerless.
