"The world was becoming less dense. The dream world was leaking into our daily waking lives. Or rather, we were able to sense more than what appeared to be there. Things seemed to have a slight halo around them, like the life force was presenting itself. ... We could sense our hands and faces sometimes with what looked like specks of glitter upon them. ... but rather the glow was inside them, as if the structure of matter were infused, or was turning into light" (p53)
Note: I still sometimes see these specks on me and others.
