And so, what is a saint? Who are the “Saints of the Latter Days?” Why did my parents name me after a Catholic, breatharian Saint?

I have heard it said that breatharianism is the kindergarten of physical mastery. Once a person goes there and experiences how normal it can be to not need to eat food, it is difficult to access the old consciousness of when it was believed to be impossible. What if we decided to see our own holiness, to “officially recognize and canonize each other? ” What if the miracles of vibrational acceleration that we perform every day qualified us for sainthood? What if we are the ones we have been waiting for? What if we chose and it was so?

When my son was two years old, his very first word was “hot,” used to describe the feeling that he had when he put his finger close to a candle. What could be a more basic rule for the protective parent to teach the precious child than, “Fire Burns? ” At age fifteen my precious child was struggling to overcome fears that he felt were holding him back from success on the football field as a member of his high school team. I invited him to go with me on a fire walk. As I was signing the release promising not to sue anyone if he (or I) burned up, I wondered about the job of the loving, protective parent. Does the parent teach the child that fire burns until he is of age to be able to say to him, “just kidding?” It made me wonder if that’s how God works with us. “Fire burns,” until your mind and spirit has matured enough to be able to decide that it doesn’t.

As my son and I walked across the red-hot coals without sustaining any burns, I wondered how this experience would affect his life. I wondered again as he went on to win a football scholarship and became the captain of the football team at Columbia University in his senior year. Fire burns, unless it doesn’t. If you don’t eat food, you will die. Or you won’t.

What other laws of nature are up for renegotiation from the perspective of the saints that we are? Can I dematerialize and rematerialize at will? Can I bi-locate? Can I walk through walls, travel by thought; or walk on water?

Finite answers tend to make us feel safe. If am convinced that I know how things work or at least trust the system that told me how things work, then I can live on autopilot, just plugging in the conditioned behaviors and responses to all life’s eventualities. I am never surprised. I am often bored and looking for distraction. I create alternate realities within myself that I hide from the rest of the world. My shadow and my external self live in conflict with each other. This condition causes me to shudder when I think of humanity evolving into a state of pure telepathic communication. Our fear of “exposure” holds us all back.

What if we acknowledged that all we have been taught might no longer be applicable to who we have evolved into today? What if God is something so much more than we learned in kindergarten? What if we all truly are God, not children of God, sons and daughters of God or even co-creators with God? What if our names are God I AM? What if we are responsible for all that we see, live and feel?

I suggest that we go back to the visualization of a world where people no longer need to eat. Imagine once again what you would do with all your time, energy, health, creativity and harmony. Let your imagination run, as if you are God, creating a new world in your image and likeness.

See all the Gods getting together and combining the images in an even higher, more profound frequency. Allow your soul to fly free, at last living in the world of your imagination. Feel the passion and the peace of creation. See that you have created Heaven on Earth. Now call it good.

Then drop me a line. We don’t have to do lunch, we can just trip the Light Fantastic.

“I can’t believe that,” said Alice.
“Can’t you?” said the Queen in a pitying tone.
“Try again. Draw a long breath and shut your eyes”
Alice laughed. “There’s no use trying,” she said. “One can’t believe
impossible things.”
“I dare say you haven’t had much practice,” said the Queen.
“When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day.
Why sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”


Quote from Lewis Carroll’s Alice in Wonderland

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