Making the Ordinary Extraordinary by Tamra Lucid

Author:Tamra Lucid
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Occult/Memoir
Publisher: Inner Traditions/Bear & Company
Published: 2021-11-09T00:00:00+00:00

WARNINGS FROM THE SYBILS

As Ronnie’s lectures gained popularity, occasional newcomers began fawning on me. Some were lovely people delighted to make my acquaintance and exchange ideas. But at least one woman at every lecture would take me aside to tell me about how lucky I was to be in the presence of the young genius and the old master. Of course, their aim was to use me as a go-between. They wanted Ronnie to tell them all about their destinies. Also, Ronnie was just one step from Manly Hall. To use their terminology, their astral agendas cloyed my auric field. They were in it to win it in a most unseemly fashion.

I wasn’t sure how best to navigate the fact that such a nervous boy with such a rough start should be seen by so many people as a source of wisdom. On the other hand, he was spending every day studying what he was lecturing about and making wonderful discoveries enlightening not only to himself. Even established scholars often learned something new at his lectures. Mr. Hall trusted Ronnie’s research.

Meanwhile, everything Ronnie studied I studied too. This spiritual journey we took very seriously and no detail went unexamined. We were meditating daily. We were learning how to feed not only mind but body. We were applying the principles in our lives. After the lectures, back home with important visitors, my job was to make things pleasant while the men had discussions. And the useless bullshit they talked about could have filled volumes and libraries, and in fact they do. Most of these philosophical giants couldn’t heat a can of soup in a pan. These conversations had the urgency of Marie’s utopian manias, but at least she could make a good dinner. Any time I’d get irritated, I’d be told I wasn’t being spiritual enough. One of these jackasses put out a cigarette on my carpet and I wasn’t allowed to say anything because “the men were talking.”

Then began the dark warnings. After one of Ronnie’s lectures, out of nowhere, Peggy, the astrologer Mr. Hall had chosen for us, took me aside in the cool stillness of the dimly-lit library after closing time. She had always been chatty and gregarious with me but now she turned with narrowed eyes and the ominous tone of an unhappy divorcee: “Don’t live through a man,” she said. “You’ll regret it if you do.” Unfortunately, she did not take her own good advice.

Before long Peggy succumbed to the compulsion suffered by her patients. She was a shadow of her former self the last time I saw her. Ronnie spoke with her about it. He reminded her of what she had told me. She dismissed him as hopelessly naive. What could he know about facing life alone as an older woman? He didn’t even appreciate that his relationship with me was one of the causes of her preoccupation with marriage. Soon she wasn’t visiting PRS as often as she had. We later heard that she died on the operating table during plastic surgery.

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