A quarter before midnight on Thursday, 10/24/2014 I walked on fire. Barefoot. On 1200 degrees F burning coal. With no burns. And with undeniable power of God's Divine presence.
The moment when it was my turn to step on the grass and prepare for my first step on fire, I remember amazing peace of unlimited faith, strength, trust, determination and comfort of being home in my heart, mind and spirit simultaneously. With all my loved ones in my heart present at once, both from this plane and those behind the veil.
As my left foot stepped on fire, warmth and softness that I touched was beyond this world. All the next steps were beyond this world as well and that feeling is something we have no words for yet, but our spirit, our cells are very familiar with. Looks like we have forgotten whose children we are, what we are made of and what we are made for.
For me and all my fellow firewalkers, we were reminded in one of the most powerful ways and we know life will never be the same again.
I know, for those not on the same path it may be or sound abnormal, weird, downright stupid. For me and 6000 others, it was pure primeval magic. A night when we humans called upon and accessed our true being - powerful beyond most current prevalent beliefs. You may ask Oprah what she thinks about it, and trust her that, yes - it is a new chapter in every FireWalker's life.
That perfect autumn night in Dallas, Texas birthed 6000 new Firewalkers uplifting human consciousness and making this world a better place. It will stay in our cellular memory forever positively altering our perception of what is possible. We truly are powerful beyond measure. And loved even more. Accept and claim it for there is no place like home.