Food for Thought
My experience on "the fasting path," Part 2
To follow is a collection of thoughts and perspectives I’ve gathered along my fasting path, both through personal gnosis/experience and learning from more advanced pranic teachers.
This is not meant to be an exhaustive list that explains everything and ends all debates. I’m simply sharing what I’ve learned so far. Take it as you will.
Diets are Ideological (a.k.a. The Nutrition Myth)
As this is a universe made of consciousness, the way food affects your individual body will depend largely on the beliefs you hold about food, about yourself, and more. One’s state of consciousness is the missing key in conversations about the elusive ~ideal diet.~
No food has objective, predictable, universal qualities. No amount of attempting to quantify the nutritional value of a food will guarantee how your body receives it.
This explains why so many people can’t seem to “figure out” what to eat, how to eat, how often to eat, etc. Very few people are consciously engaging with food to begin with. And many of those who are, are still seeking information about how they should eat from external authority figures, instead of seeking their own gnosis from direct, personal experience.
Alternately, those influencers and health gurus who claim to have figured out the best way for everyone to eat (and boss people around accordingly), are… mistaken, to put it nicely.
In fact, the moment someone pulls “scientific studies” or “certifications” into the ideal-diet conversation, I know I’m dealing with an ideologue who is passing off responsibility for their dietary choices to some higher authority — and point blank, I don’t respect that enough to engage such people in conversation.
“Well ACKSHULLY according to $CIENCE you’re SUPPOSED to eat like XYZ” — nope, miss me, bye.
This, like all things, keeps coming back to the question of radical responsibility:
Your Relationship With Food is Your Radical Responsibility
Read me carefully: This is a bit different than saying if you don’t have access to food, it’s your fault.
Rather, what I’m saying is: Within the range of options available to you, how you choose to eat is YOUR choice and nobody else’s.
We all love to blame peer pressure for ruining our diet plans. “I was going to start eating better, b-b-but Thanksgiving!”
Or, if there’s no particular person to feel victimized by, we may weaponize our own internal dramas, à la “How DARE you suggest I eat less when YOU KNOW I HAVE A HISTORY OF DISORDERED EATING?” (And I can criticize this emotional manipulation tactic because I’ve done it. In spades.)
I will go as far as to say that the real motive behind the scraping for scientific studies is a subconscious seeking of permission to eat the way we actually want to eat. Magically, the scientific studies we find always seem to line up with our pre-existing biases! Ever notice that? 🙃
How much more powerful might it be if, say, self-described “carnivores” just admitted that they want to taste blood? — instead of legitimizing their choices with (questionable) scientific studies? Just say you’re bloodthirsty, bro. (Or whatever the vegan equivalent is, if you’re vegan. Chlorophyll-thirsty?) Own that choice, and all the consequences thereof.
Then watch how your life changes, when you admit that your dietary choices are just as biased and belief-based as anyone else’s — even a breatharian’s.
And speaking of bloodthirst:
Cravings are symbolic
A few months ago, around the time when my already-poor relationship with my mother imploded unlike ever before, I started craving dairy. Badly.
As I teach in my SYMBOLSPEAK course, life is essentially a dream. So, just like a dream, everything in life can be interpreted symbolically — no matter how seemingly trivial or mundane.
So I Googled “spiritual meaning of dairy” to see what might resonate, and Google basically said, “Because it reminds us of the breastmilk we are fed as babies, cow’s milk represents a mother’s love.”
Ouch 🥲
It made perfect sense that I’d crave something that symbolized a mother’s love and nourishment, at a time when my own mother was actively trying to destroy my self-esteem.
Not long after that, as I trudged through the nervous system shutdown that resulted from this living nightmare, I found myself craving coffee — even more badly! But my dumb ass had given up coffee for Lent (and I’m not even Catholic — I just like a challenge 😭).
When I invited friends to speculate on the symbolism of coffee, a handful of people pointed out that coffee is associated with “waking up” — so, my craving was actually to be “woken up” from the “nightmare” my life had become.
But the thing is, in both these cases, even if I had indulged these cravings, the underlying emotional motivation would not have been addressed.
So instead of stuffing my face with cheese or chugging coffee (which a past version of myself would have done, very unconsciously), I sat with my feelings. I let my heart speak her truth. I cried. I held myself. I purged the poison from within.
Like magick, the cravings dissipated.
Like magick, because that’s exactly what it is.
Food is not needed. It is wanted.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Until you can discern the difference between need and want, you cannot be free.
To say “but I neeeeeeed to eat!” is a cop-out. A groveling. A self-imposed limitation.
“Need” is an excuse. “Need” is a voluntary forfeiture of personal power.
If you “neeeeeeed” anything, that thing has power over you.
The breatharian is truly free, because the breatharian needs no external sources of energy. It’s the ultimate expression of Sovereignty and True Power.
The breatharian is Truly Powerful, because the breatharian finds energy within. They are totally free from grocery store price gouging, supply chain collapses, climate-based crop failures, and declines in game animal populations. They aren’t scared when conspiracy theorists peddle rumors of vaccine-based social credit based economic systems or vaccine requirements to enter stores. Because they’re free.
Even the terms “breatharian” and “sun-eater” are misnomers, because the pranic being only appears to be consuming air and light, from the outside looking in. But from their perspective — from the inside looking out — the energy comes from inside them, and therefore they do not “need” to take anything from the outside. So even if the sun did get blocked out and air became treacherous to breathe, they’d be fine.
All of this said: breatharians can, and sometimes do, eat food!
But the thing is, they’re not motivated by “need.” Breatharians eat if they want to.
They’re not motivated by hunger, or craving, or unconscious behavior. They can radically proclaim “I am eating because I WANT to eat!” and fully accept all the consequences of that action: the judgment from others; the physical effects; the weight gain; the potential introduction of parasites into their bodies; and so on.
They don’t even need to “prove” to anyone that they’re breatharian, because social pressure can’t control them either. If you’ve ever wondered why you don’t hear about breatharians in the news, this is one reason why.
Free, I tell you.
Free.
Food is a Medium for Energy
Strangely enough, I didn’t really notice (on a psychic level) how the preparation of food affects me, until I started fasting. But it’s true: anything we consume acts as a vector of energy directly into the center of our body.
When I start cooking consciously soon after my breatharian initiation (as described in this post), I made it a point to be very, very mindful of what thoughts I was thinking, and what feelings I was feeling, while cooking. If I caught myself replaying arguments in my head, or stressing about the future, or anything like that, I’d pause, take a deep breath, and continue cooking only after I’d shifted my internal state.
My food started tasting nicer. Lighter. More pure. I started getting way more compliments from people I’d share my food with. The progression peaked when I cooked “marry me tofu” for my aunt who strongly dislikes vegetarian food…. and she not only scarfed it down, but went back for seconds!
So it was quite a shock to my system when, at a holiday dinner with my family, I ate food made by others for the first time in months. What I cooked was well-received and had people going back for more. But the food made by two specific female relatives (who I KNOW, from a lifetime of direct observation, do nothing but complain and gossip over food when cooking) sat like a nasty brick in my stomach.
I literally can’t eat their food now. It used to seem to flavorful, and as a girl I begged them to make certain dishes for me… but now all I can taste is their misery and bitterness in every bite.
Is it the placebo effect? Possibly. But I think you know as well as I do that food cooked with love always seems to taste better, and even digests better. Love is an ingredient!
Ayurveda caught onto this a long time ago, as observed in how the preparation of the food is considered just as important as the food itself. For example: Vata-dosha people like me are supposed to sloooowwwww dowwwwn and take our sweet time when cooking, to counterbalance our tendency towards impatience and flightiness.
What do you think about while preparing food (or anticipating it)?
Do you understand that the energy of these thoughts then gets infused into the food? — so, in a way, whatever you eat is just a vehicle for energy that already occurred within you?
The Magick of Your Meals
I’m not here to evangelize to you about how you “should” be breatharian — although I admit, I wish everyone was. And do I personally believe that an en-light-ened society would be pranic? Yes, I do. But how you eat, ultimately, doesn’t effect me. You’re just as free as I am, to make your own decisions.
Whether you choose to pursue a pranic lifestyle or not, I would simply encourage you to consider your relationship with food not as a mechanical, purely physical phenomenon predicated on “nutrients,” biological compulsions, and “needs”… but as an ongoing opportunity to see your own beliefs reflected back to you in every aspect of the experience.
When you crave food, you are being invited to get acquainted with your desires. Your yearning. Your libido. Your “wants.”
When you reach for food (or don’t), you are demonstrating your relationship to your Willpower — an essential component of magick.
Whatever you’re allergic to, or even addicted to, reveals personal limitations.
Elimination is waste. Wasted energy. Consider the fact that breatharians don’t pass waste — as there is none to pass in the first place. What does that tell you, about where energy really comes from?
I could say more, but, this is one of those things you just have to experience for yourself… just like everything else 😉
On that note,
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"No food has objective, predictable, universal qualities." 👏
As someone metaphorically raised in gym culture, this ^ red pill took a while to swallow but the ensuing liberation is worth the initial cognitive dissonance. Plus, of course, it leads to mind-expanding contemplations like those you touch on in this excellent post.
Beautiful, thought-provoking, and inspirational... Thank you, bestie! 🙏