A personal reflection on the thresholds of sight — from childhood myopia to mystical vision — and how unfocusing reveals the hidden architecture of reality.

I’ve worn glasses since grade four. It happened suddenly… one day I could see clearly, and the next, everything went soft around the edges. I remember sitting in class and realizing I couldn’t quite make out the chalkboard anymore. There hadn’t been a slow decline, just a quiet shift… as if my eyes, and maybe my consciousness, crossed an invisible line.

As I look back now, I realize that was a threshold moment in my childhood. I would have been around ten years old… that tender age when imagination and the unseen world start to fade from view, and the programming of the 3D world begins to take hold. For me, it was the early 1970s — a time when magic gave way to logic, when sensitivity and inner sight were replaced by the demand for clarity, achievement, and fitting in. Perhaps that’s when my physical vision narrowed, mirroring the cultural narrowing that was happening all around me.

I still remember the first time I put those glasses on… the crisp edges of the world, the way leaves suddenly had outlines again, how everything became defined and precise. For years, I thought that was seeing. That clarity meant control, comprehension, correctness.

But over time, something began to shift. My lenses became stronger, my vision more fragmented… myopic up close, blurry at a distance, then layered with progressive lenses.

It mirrored what was happening in my inner life.

“When we stop gripping reality with our narrow focus, the deeper design reveals itself.”

In my early thirties, just as my spiritual life was beginning to reawaken, the Magic Eye phenomenon appeared. Those visual puzzles where you had to unfocus your eyes until a hidden three-dimensional image emerged. I could always see those images right away, while others struggled. At the time, I thought it was just a quirky skill. But now I see it differently. It was an early hint of how I’m wired to perceive. To see what lies beneath. Because to reveal the hidden image, you have to unfocus. You have to stop trying so hard to see. You relax the eyes, surrender control, and suddenly another world appears… one that was always there but invisible to a focused gaze.

Then, in my forties, during my awakening, I started noticing that when I took off my glasses, I wasn’t losing vision… I was entering another kind of seeing. The world softened into an impressionist painting. Edges dissolved. Patterns began to emerge, subtle and fluid. It was less about detail, more about depth. Less about precision, more about perception.

When I’m on retreat or in ceremony, especially during medicine journeys, I often take my glasses off. What’s fascinating is that I don’t notice much difference. Whether I wear them or not, I see energy, geometry, movement. Sometimes light flows between things like threads of a living tapestry. It’s as if the eyes themselves are only one layer of perception, and when I stop trying to see clearly, I begin to see truly.

And now, in this next season of my life, I’ve begun noticing floaters in my eyes. At first, they seemed like small distractions, tiny imperfections in the field of vision. But recently I learned that ancient mystics once used these same inner patterns — what they called “entoptic phenomena” — as a tool for training the third eye. They would meditate with open eyes, softly gazing, allowing these subtle shapes to become portals into the infinite. It’s said that through this practice, they could access states of expanded awareness… seeing the geometry of creation itself.

This feels like the next threshold for me… another layer of initiation through vision.

Lately, I’ve been feeling that all of this connects to the great reorientation happening for so many of us… the shift from seeing form to perceiving field. When we soften our focus, we start accessing what’s been hidden in plain sight: the energetic architecture of reality itself.

We begin to see that everything, from relationships to purpose, from health to money, is a pattern within a living matrix. It’s not random, it’s relational. Beneath the form lies a field. Beneath the visible lies frequency.

This connects deeply to my own evolving framework… what I call the Eight Layers of a Living Matrix: the Field of Consciousness, the Spiral of Time, the Soul Lattice, the Energy Networks, the Portals and Thresholds, the Harmonic Patterns, the Realm of Form, and the Mythic or Symbolic Realm. I’ve come to realize that most of these are hidden layers… perceptible not through sharper focus, but through softer awareness.

When I unfocus, I begin to sense them.

I notice the Field of Consciousness, the quiet hum beneath everything. I can feel the Soul Lattice, the web connecting beings beyond time. The Energy Networks appear as flowing light or vibrational streams that carry information across space. Within them, the Harmonic Patterns reveal themselves as sacred geometry… the living codes that shape the architecture of creation. And in the Mythic or Symbolic Realm, I begin to perceive the great story of my own life — how the personal and collective myths, the soul’s arc, the deeper purpose behind each chapter, all begin to align.

Seeing through these layers isn’t only mystical… it’s practical. When we glimpse the pattern beneath our experiences, we begin to understand our purpose within it. The question “What am I here for?” shifts from confusion to resonance. It becomes visible in the geometry of our lives.

Our physical eyes only access a tiny fraction of reality’s spectrum. Science tells us this… that visible light is just a sliver of what exists. Spiritually, that limited range reflects the density of form we’ve been trained to inhabit. But as consciousness expands, so too does perception. We begin to see between the frequencies.

“Clarity is not always sharpness… sometimes it’s spaciousness.”

I believe that’s what’s happening collectively right now. The veils are thinning, and more of us are starting to see with both the physical and the energetic eye.

For me, the act of taking off my glasses has become a ritual. A small rebellion against the need for precision. A reminder that clarity is not always sharpness… sometimes it’s spaciousness. When I soften my eyes, I enter the field. The patterns of the universe reveal themselves like a secret language written in light.

Maybe that’s what these eye “imperfections” have been teaching me all along… that sight is not just optical, it’s spiritual. That myopia was never a limitation, but an initiation. A way of learning to see not just what’s in front of me, but what moves through me.

Step Into the Field

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Because the more we soften our eyes — and our hearts — the more we begin to see.