The early consolations were like becoming a volcano. Exploding in fire with the intensity of it, then melting into a glowing liquid unencumbered as it burns everything in its path, eventually cooling into something more reasonable, then stilling, once again solid and of the earth.
Then, again, a lifted-up explosion, a melting and flowing back down, a cooling into the earth.
Then, again…
You can see why I have described the divine consolations I received as somewhat terrifying, having not known from where, or from whom they were coming.