I don’t know that “regenerated” is exactly the right word. But what happened, in utterly simplistic and inadequate terms, is that I had a series of mystical experiences through my rigorous practice of prayer and devotion. Those culminated in something that is simply not conveyable in words, but which pulled out from under me every shred and thread of identification with anything I had previous to it relative to my thoughts about who and what I was. Though my friends who witnessed the event thought I had gone bonkers, the proof of matters was that my cognitive skills and perceptions had actually improved. Unfortunately, my miserable attempts at explications of what happened put me in a position of being a pink monkey amongst brown ones. No one, including clergy, many of them, had a clue as to what I was talking about. They blamed it on everything from hormones to lack of faith. Au contrair.
Eventually, I had not recourse but to follow crumbs of evidence to what became my understanding of not only my own experience, but of the context in which christianism came to be. OK, I was regenerated! I had a cognitive line of great practical significance that bypassed the need of faith based explications of what is in fact an interior transformation in spiritual understanding. Until that gelled, I had to deal with the instability caused by the difference between the actuality of my experience and the inadequacies of my birth religion to deal with it.
Fortunately, I found a living proponent of the ages old system of Understanding I am talking about, and was able to work my way into an integration on an intellectual level of my experience with what I already knew experientially but had no language for, being only a Catholic in my understanding at first. Now I see a more inclusive picture and understand how it happened that my own church fell out of Understanding.
But Augustine talked about that, as did some others, but as with everything I have said, I strongly recommend you do not believe it. As one man said, “The search for Reality is the most dangerous undertaking; it will destroy your world.” This is true. But while mine was unceremoniously and without warning jerked out from under me, it is possible to arrive at a similar result through the ancient dictum “Know Thyself.”
For what good is the contents of your mind, especially in a matter as ultimately important as salvation, if you do not know the nature of the container? The container brings with it distortions of actuality that you/we are in some. many, actually, cases not even dimly aware of. These can be brought to Light and the necessary course corrections made. You can avoid the rocks that endanger by partial information the ship of soul for so many. Do remember that the map, religion, is not the territory!