I decided to send my drawings to Ruth Montgomery a leading psychic and author. She wrote me back and told me I had to go see Ann Puryear a leading psychic in Phoenix and follower of Edgar Cayce. I did, and that began a couple year excursion into the dark side of the New Age movement. Ann's husband Herb was setting up a metaphysical university and he wanted me to teach Kabbalah-Jewish mysticism. I sent my drawings to a Kabbalistic Journal where they were published for all to see. I showed them to the Rabbis that I knew in Phoenix. At this time I was working for the Jewish Federation and knew them all. They loved the drawings, many of which looked demonic and evil (to me now). They encouraged me to publish them in a book. We talked on gilgul and how many great rabbis had spirit guides (demons!).

At that time my wife took a job in New York and would commute home once a month or so. In 1985, I went to a meeting in LA held by Rabbi Michael Berg, the current guru of Kabbalah and Madonna's mentor. Hey, he was my mentor twenty years ago. I had read his books and had gone to LA to get enlightened. I took my drawings with me. We all immersed in a ritual bath to cleanse ourselves (not naked) and then had meetings etc. I was into this stuff twenty years before Hollywood ever was. Been there did that. Rabbi Berg told us how we could become like God.

My marriage disintegrated and I lost my job at the Federation, not because of my Kabbalistic dabbling which my wife tolerated, but because of other sins. My father died and I was diagnosed with MS. God was trying to get my attention. I found myself working for a Christian company and first met my present wife Paula in 1987. She and others witnessed to me about Jesus. Yeah right! This overeducated, know it all, New Age Jew, would have nothing of it. Finally, after one year of constant witnessing and me saying that I would have to see the burning bush for myself, God revealed Himself to me, the worthless sinner of sinners. What Amazing Grace.

Paula and I were married in 1990. Ironically during our first week of marriage, Herb Puryear called me, and even though we had not spoken or seen each in years, asked me to come teach Kabbalah at his new metaphysical university. I told him that we no longer had anything in common and that I had accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. He gasped and hung up the phone. I burned my Zohar, all my New Age books, my earlier novel and all my demonic drawings. Praise God. Thank you Jesus.

Beware of any discipline that tells you that it will teach you how to be God. There is only one God and it ain't you or me. Also, be thankful that our God has the mercy and grace to save a worthless sinner like me. There is no sin, not even Kabbalah, that cannot be washed away by the blood of Jesus.

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