In summary, people who are marketing their spirtual epiphanies, I mean, sharing them, are people who’ve already tasted success. They are people of means. Their spiritual ‘success’ journey doesn’t start at a bottom point and progresses upward, they start at a fairly high level.
I can no longer take these people or their discoveries seriously. I’m waiting for someone to write a book who has been dirt poor and has a high school education–and who isn’t a Baptist minister. Whatever they’ve done to turn their poverty into prosperity is the message for the masses.
Educated, degreed, yuppified gurus have no credibility. How can I relate to teachings espoused by the elite that are obviously meant for their peers? They haven’t figured out anything. Until they can reveal a formula which is applicable to everyone from all backgrounds, they haven’t really discovered anything.
The rich have always delved and dabbled in esoteric teachings, the occult, new age, and other marginal spiritual practices to alleviate boredom. They’re not really looking for a way to make their lives better. Why would they need to do that? At one time, long after it was a crime punishable by death, witchcraft was the ‘new age’ practice among the aristocracy. Then it was seances. And then it was TM. And after that came the ashrams, and yoga, and the spiritual sherpas going by the title Rimpoche. You see where I’m going.
I’m looking for something that will not just comfort or palliate, but a teaching that is truly instrumental in shifting hopelessness into happiness. Not just a suggestion of personal power, but a demonstratable, repeatable process for exercising will.
How does an ordinary person with no physical means transform her life? The lost bee finds the flower. I can’t remember the name of the man who wrote that, but I love that thought.
I am the lost bee.