Inceptual Contemplation
Mary Magdalene had appeared in my dream to imbue me in her charism of inceptual thinking.
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The Divine Night and the Syntax of Magdalene
Entering the Dark Night upon the Trail of the Dogmatic Creed, I beheld Mary Magdalene’s syntax shining like soft fire atop the lamp posts that lined the hidden path. The Trail itself remained veiled in darkness, yet the gentle lights marking its borders revealed a flowing progression into the distance—a quiet order gleaming within the pure night.
This darkness was not shadow but purity—a shimmering, divine obscurity filled with unseen possibility. Within it, a gathering of meanings stirred, each waiting to be revealed through the ordered rhythm of the Trail. What unfolded before me was not mere vision but the possibility of pilgrimage, a path of Being open to all who would walk by faith. Magdalene’s syntax illumined the way; her light revealed the Trail’s ontic form—its visible manifestation—and its ontological depth—its truth within the divine. Through her, the Holy Spirit cast open the vast panorama of the Divine Night.
Standing upon a hill overlooking the valley below, I felt St. Joan of Arc beside me. We stood together in silence, surveying the hidden beauty that stretched toward the horizon. The soft lamps of Magdalene’s syntax faded into the far distance, tracing a holy geometry beneath the darkened heavens. To reach the Mystical Kingdom, we would have to descend into the Valley of Inceptual Thinking—the inner terrain of transformation.
Behind us lay the verdant meadows of descriptive generation, the luminous field where I had once gathered language with Joan and Thérèse, the Combined Hearts gleaming with their shared light. But now we stood at the ridge of transition, poised between that earlier vision and the astonishment of aletheia—truth unveiling itself before us.
Below us shimmered a gleaming aurora of possibilities, each concealed within the sanctity of the Night. Magdalene’s light constituted the path itself—an orderly correlation between heaven’s concealment and the soul’s readiness to see. From this hilltop, at the border of Jehannian and Thérèsian contemplation, Magdalene launched me into a Second Wind—a new current of aletheian unconcealment flowing across the frontier below.
The Trail of the Dogmatic Creed, once descriptive, now became inceptual. The devotion I had shared with Joan and Thérèse deepened into a living contemplation of “that which is,” shimmering in Being across the Combined Hearts.
For Magdalene, who first appeared to me in the dream, carried within her the charism of inceptual thinking. At the feet of Jesus in Bethany, she had already entered this mystery—contemplating the shining aletheia around the man, Christ Himself. This contemplation was the better part, just as the light surrounding the Combined Hearts of Joan and Thérèse became the better part of my own devotion.
Magdalene brought the Kingdom of God on earth as it is in Heaven through her hidden contemplation in Provence. In the same manner, through the Combined Hearts, I was led to the Kingdom of Mystical France—a reflection of heaven seen through her luminous silence.
To love Magdalene is to think inceptually, to dwell in her contrite and all-loving heart oriented wholly toward Jesus Christ, and to serve His Holy Mother, Mary.
Thus, holy devotion to St. Mary Magdalene unites us to Mystical France through the Combined Hearts of St. Joan and St. Thérèse, through True Devotion to the Immaculate Heart of Mary, and through adoration of Jesus Christ in the Eucharist, where all thought and all Being are gathered into love.