From Nick’s forthcoming book and audio,
We Are Gods…
Chapter One: Every Day We Write the Book
On my first birthday I detached from the ego which had been making me feel entitled to and bored with God’s grandeur. Squalling from my crib at all hours since a year previous when I’d barged into the scene on the morning of May 11, 1967. Wondering why there wasn’t a press conference waiting in the delivery room to record my first Word.
Which was, “Dog,’” and then, “God.”
Whereupon I understood I was actually becoming my thoughts as my father photographed me in the arms of my mother walking backwards into a pose on the sunny-soft, tar-fragrant roof of our military apartment complex in Furth, Germany.
I feared my mother and I would fall through a glass skylight. I knew this was “impossible,” as I’d looked at the whole roof and there was no glass skylight in sight. Yet as soon as I feared the thing, that thing became true. For suddenly my mother and I were falling through the glass skylight I’d manifested.
The world had become my belief.
Reality was an effect.
Of my belief. Of spirit. Of causation. The movement of this spirit.
Of God, the universe or a higher power. However you’d like to call it.
I understood I was literally becoming my thoughts. That I was psychic. Telepathic. Super intuitive, or however you name it.
That is, I could see things not as they appeared, but as they really are.
All at once I felt no fear, and I never would again. For I realized I was literally creating my reality.
As I said, I’d been a crybaby before this, always bitching in my crib. Yet after that day, I’d never cry again. That is, cry for myself. I would only cry for others, with the harrowing joy of embracing the full catastrophe of living.
For I saw that my body–the avatar God had given me in this infinite metaphor called life whose urge is always and will for eternity be the divine one for love—was irrelevant.
That this ceaseless cause was running through me and everyone else. And that the everyone else did not yet seem to understand this principle. The only principle. That all is spirit. All causation. All is thought. That with belief, anything is possible.
And so, I would apparently have to wait until 2019 for my principle to be fully understood.