Yup, that Jehovah -- the primitive war god who got his jollies slaughtering whole societies at a time (Elamites, Hickamites, Ickymites, Itchymites, etc., etc., etc.)
Here is the good doctor in his own words, describing for Newsweek Magazine what he experienced during a coma in which his entire cortex was completely shut down:
“For most of my journey, someone else was with me. A woman. She was young, and I remember what she looked like in complete detail. She had high cheekbones and deep-blue eyes. Golden brown tresses framed her lovely face. When first I saw her, we were riding along together on an intricately patterned surface, which after a moment I recognized as the wing of a butterfly.
"In fact, millions of butterflies were all around us—vast fluttering waves of them, dipping down into the woods and coming back up around us again. It was a river of life and color, moving through the air. The woman’s outfit was simple, like a peasant’s, but its colors—powder blue, indigo, and pastel orange-peach—had the same overwhelming, super-vivid aliveness that everything else had.
"She looked at me with a look that, if you saw it for five seconds, would make your whole life up to that point worth living, no matter what had happened in it so far. It was not a romantic look. It was not a look of friendship. It was a look that was somehow beyond all these, beyond all the different compartments of love we have down here on earth. It was something higher, holding all those other kinds of love within itself while at the same time being much bigger than all of them.
“Without using any words, she spoke to me. The message went through me like a wind, and I instantly understood that it was true. I knew so in the same way that I knew that the world around us was real—was not some fantasy, passing and insubstantial.
“The message had three parts, and if I had to translate them into earthly language, I’d say they ran something like this:
“’You are loved and cherished, dearly, forever.’
“’You have nothing to fear.’
“’There is nothing you can do wrong.’
“It was as if I were being born into a larger world, and the universe itself was like a giant cosmic womb, and the orb (which I sensed was somehow connected with, or even identical to, the woman on the butterfly wing) was guiding me through it….
“I’ve spent decades as a neurosurgeon at some of the most prestigious medical institutions in our country….”
"...the message that lay at the very heart of my journey: ... we are loved and accepted unconditionally by a God even more grand and unfathomably glorious than the one I’d learned of as a child..."
You hit the nail on the head, dude. Your "God" is a woman -- and She is indeed far more glorious than anything laid on you as a child in your Christian Sunday School.