If you met a superbeing, a genie or a minor god who claimed he could grant you any wish you liked, what would you choose?

Think carefully; don’t be corny and say, “A million dollars” (or even $10 million). Don’t wish for infinite powers: you’d die of boredom in half a day… think about it.

I think I’d soon get very tired with materializing pots of gold, meeting delicious blondes with exaggerated appetites, always winning the lottery or endless triumphs for the local football team! Where is the sport in that?

I’d ask for the power to fly by magic, like Peter Pan. Levitation it’s sometimes called. Why?

Because it would require an awesome shift of consciousness to do that; you would at a stroke have surpassed the laws of the physical universe. But you would also have entered a wholly new realm of mind.

I can just feel the exhilaration, as I contemplate that idea. Even $billion couldn’t buy you that!

Oh, did I say? I met a superbeing once, on a Scottish hillside, and asked to be taught the magic powers of flying without wings. He was a bit grumpy at times but profoundly knowledgeable. I liked him a lot. What he shared about the origins of the universe just blew my mind away.

If you are wondering what success I achieved in my quest, you can read the whole story, starting here…

http://www.thenumberonewish.com