---In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, <emptybill@...> wrote :
Back in the late 90’s and early 2000’s, I hosted three-day Sudarshan Kriya seminars at my home. Various teachers stayed at my house over the years. Sometimes, one would call and set up a place/time to give an intro lecture while staying the weekend. The wife of one of these teachers came a few times and did a such a lecture – probably to maintain an active status in the SSRS org. I went with her and listened to the lecture at the church center where it was held. The lecture was competent although not too passionate or inspiring. These were all old TM teachers so they had done this kind of routine many times. The next day we were having lunch at a restaurant and engaging in a typical casual conversation prior to the second lecture. When she mentioned that she was Jewish, I must have looked surprised. She was blonde and blue-eyed and look very Anglo-German. I said something naughty, to see her response … “That’s surprising … you don’t look like you have the map of Israel stamped upon your face”. (It was a comment that I heard voiced by an Orthodox monk previously.) She look slightly irritated but caught herself and stated emphatically that she (and her mother) kept a careful Seder at the home she where she grew up and so did she. I thought it was interesting to witness the moment of “affront” since it pealed-off the social face she displayed. I never thought much about it, since where I lived, I wouldn’t know if someone was Jewish - even if I bumped into them on a street corner. The weekend ended, she went back home and that ended the excursion. Later when the Kriya teacher/business partner of her husband returned, he happened to mention that she was composing a “Chicken Soup for the Soul” book. He also mentioned that she was planning more of them and that her husband (another Kriya teacher) was hoping she started making a bunch of money from it, so he could quit involvement in his businesses. All of it was just talk to me at the time. However, later the truth came out – bizzaro mundo. About a year later I saw them - both the woman and her husband at a SSRS retreat. I don’t remember much about the beginning but later I started seeing her in the meal line waiting to get to the food. There wasn’t much conversation in the line and that suited me just fine. However, I learned that my simple presence was now deemed problematic, when her husband came over after a meal and asked me to stay back and stay away from her because she thought I was stalking her. I don’t think my jaw dropped but I was “floored” – I couldn’t comprehend how she would think this, since they all had stayed at my home and shared driving/meals/whatever. I didn’t want to cause a stir, so I just consciously decided to avoid any possible proximity during meals/meal lines/meditations. The woman and her husband never came to my home again and I was quite thankful. I could only imagine what I might be accused of saying/doing/attempting when in the same house – my house. It was a revealing form of psychopathology that caused me to wonder about the psychological fitness of some of these teachers. Later, at a meeting with SSRS during another course, I was up close talking with him. He asked me to sit down close and then he read a note and called her up – sitting right beside me. I was uncomfortable about it but I wasn’t able to leave yet. Worse, I had to listen to her whispered conversation with SSRS about some personal issue that I never would want to know about. I guess it was psycho-karma unfolding but I felt grateful that I wasn’t being accused again of stalking. Learning that she had compiled all these books, I sometimes wondered how she could compile/write a book instructing other people about how to live a life of unconditional love and happiness. I finally concluded that people try and attempt to talk authoritatively about what they would like to possess. That is … what they want but at the same time do not have and do not experience. Since most of her talking points came from SSRS, I guess this fits the bill.