Why I dislike Stuart Wilde

I AM NOT TRYING TO BE RIGHT. HE IS LOVED AND IT PAINS ME TO SEE THE MISTREATMENT OF A MAN WHO YES WAS FLAWED AND HAD HUMANLY PROBLEMS BUT ULTIMATELY FORGAVE AND LOVED AND OFFERED MORE GOOD TO PEOPLE. THERE WAS AN ENORMOUS HEART THERE. I APOLOGIZE FOR ATTACKING YOU DURING A WEAK MOMENT.

So when did Spew Vile make up with Joris and Udita, or Johan and Brigette. You tell me I speak untrue and it is just my opinion, yet that is all you provide. Why is my opinion worth less than yours? You believe Spew Vile is right to judge these other people, because it is his opinion that they are evil. Yet when people judge Spew Vile you say that is unfair. I have many hours of testimony from people who experienced evil at the hands of Spew Vile and his cronies Lizard and Kreep. Sexual molestation, fraud, assault, threats, theft are at the top of the list. I have seen it as well.

So I'm like a tattle tail because I believe it is right to call out those that have committed false acts. Well what is wrong with being a tattle tail? If we had more of them, many evil acts would be stopped. And you claim I'm doing it for attention, yet you are giving me attention. I believe it is fair to provide a balanced view to Spew Vile's behaviour so people can be aware of his proclivities. If you wish to turn a blind eye to this side of him, then that is your choice. I'm not trying to convince you.

In his early days he was not evil, but he changed through drug abuse which increased his paranoia and caused extreme swings in his depression. He was extensively damaged through his time at catholic boarding school from sexual abuse from older boys and teachers, but he became an abuser when he was in the role of older boy, visiting the abuse he received onto younger boys. This is the blackness on his soul that ate away at him and the constant drug and alcohol abuse was his way to escape even for a small time. This is why he embraced Aya as he did, as he was searching for forgiveness and redemption, and any time someone offered a miracle cure, he went in boots and all. But there are no miracle cures, and his paranoia and self-hatred increased until it consumed him. The abuse explains why he hated the catholic church with a passion, but was always portraying himself as Jesus the saviour. As a chid, no one saved him when he begged them to, so he invented a fantasy world where he was the saviour and the warrior, for himself and ultimately all others.

He had many choices in how he could act, but in the end he decided to have his revenge on the world by turning his self-hatred on to everyone else, but in the same tradition as how he was treated by the catholic faith. Outwardly a godly, kind, loving face suckering the fools in, inwardly a dark and evil soul that raped and pillaged those same fools.

I can't count the times I have seen it written that,
of course, Stuart had his flaws and he would have been
the first to tell you so.

As if – that was disputed
As if – that would end the argument

Example:
For some it is already an impossible flaw to go after a married woman, case closed.

Others are more lenient, maybe because they have had a run-in with similar desires.
And after all, it takes at least two to tango, does it not?
And was it his fault that the guru-bonus played to his advantage and that they could not resist when being favored by their beloved teacher? Theoretically, no. Practically though, it would take a rare being to resist the opportunity, especially among the open-minded.

So far so good. Or not.
Here is what i have issue with:
His elevation of the woman, attributing her with powers of … (insert buzzword of the day)
His degradation of the husband, making him dark, ghoulish, what not …

And the general maligning and denigrating of those who he perceived of as in his way or possibly in his way soon. The libel and slander of those he was best mates with just a minute ago.
We are not talking "flaw". We are talking decency.
We are talking intent, planning, strategy.

You see, there are only decent people and not so decent people.
And you can be flawed and be decent, too. But he was not.
Or rather, only when it suited him.

glamdring

Has anyone heard of this so called Millionaire and supposed friend of Stuart Wilde. Some friend to abandon him when in need and with in a month of him dieing writing a book about him. SHANNHIN CHEYENNE is a bigger scamper. Once glance and Shannhin website and you can total see how much of a poser he is

link to [link to www.darkzess.com]

“Trick to Money” Author Stuart Wilde Dies Suddenly
by Shaahin Cheyenne

“Trick to Money” Author Stuart Wilde Dies Suddenly

An Insider Tells the True Story About His Rise and Fall

It’s December 1978, and self styled guru, Osho Bhagwan Rajneesh, is sitting in a plush chair watching the fall of yet another cult and saying, “This could never happen here!”

Fast forward to 1985, after the fall of the Rajneesh movement, another self styled guru, Stuart Wilde, is similarly watching the fall of the Rajneesh movement and seeing no similarities to the one he is starting.

Like Rajneesh, Wilde was a rebel and a savvy entrepreneur. He warned against the dangers of organized religions and cautioned against gurus. Like Rajneesh, Wilde was also a contradiction.

He cut his teeth in the designer t-shirt and jeans business in England and Ireland before he decided in the early 1980′s to follow a spiritual medium named Marshall Lever.

Lever had a small following as a psychic and claimed to be “channeling” an entity he called “Old Chinese.”
As time passed and Lever made the criteria for his followers, people began dropping out until there were only 2 left–Wilde was one of the two. Lever retired, and Wilde decided to start his own following by writing books and doing seminars. It was the start of the New Age movement, and Wilde was on the forefront.

Wilde published his first book, Miracles, in 1983, and he began to amass a following. However, it wasn’t until 1998 that he wrote The Trick to Money Is Having Some that he began to see real commercial success as a writer. Wilde had managed to bridge the gap between the more lofty New Age crowd and the entrepreneurial-minded business crowd. Here is where our story goes astray…

With great power and fame come greater demands. Wilde, divorced his Australian wife, moved in with a supermodel, and began living a lavish lifestyle.

As his lifestyle became more extravagant, so did his expenses. In a brilliant ploy to keep up with the ever increasing costs of being a New Age guru, Wilde began a series of seminars called “Warriors in the Mist.” Wilde would charge $5,000 per person and get crowds of up to 200 people per seminar. That added up to about a million dollars per seminar.

Here is some rare footage from the promo for the “Warriors in the Mist” seminars:

It wasn’t until 1992 that I met and befriended Wilde. I was 17 and a multi-millionaire. ( You can
read more about my story hereand in my book here: Darkness The Power Of Illumination.)

I had read virtually every self-help book and business book out there. Wilde’s The Trick to Money Is Having Some was the first that really spoke to me. He had managed to encapsulate the spirit of guerrilla entrepreneurship and spirituality in one book. He was telling us that making money was not only okay, but it was next to godly.

I made it a point to fly out in a private jet to meet him at one of his seminars in the mountains of New Mexico. I gave him a bag filled with herbal ecstacy, ecstasy cigarettes, and about a dozen of my most successful products. We became fast friends for years to come. I saw Stuart as a mentor, and I would consult him on many major decisions. He even agreed to a rare interview and endorsement when the London Observer was doing a feature on me and my companies. I was a fan and was honored to be around him. He was my hero.

I watched, as so many other New Age gurus followed on the financial-abundance train. Most did consult with Wilde as they published their works. He had become a sort of “guru to the gurus.” Wilde collected information and stories on many of the top figures in the industry.

Drugs, prostitution, gambling and strange ceremonies were just the beginning. He would joke with me that one day he could publish the stories and expose them all.

But it is exactly for that reason that I tended to overlook so much of what was happening at the time. Like most gurus, power did get the best of Stuart often. He was clearly becoming the thing that he once campaigned so strongly against.

Stuart liked to drink, and by all ordinary standards, he was an alcoholic. Stuart also loved women–many, many women. His seminars were a combination of Stuart getting drunk and high and going on stage, only later to sleep with one of the many “broken birds” that attended his seminars. But few got to see this side of Stuart. The view is very different when you are in the inner circle. Most just saw an eccentric English gentleman with some wild ideas.

As Stuart’s alcoholism, drug use, and womanizing reached new heights, the seminar piggy bank began to run dry. On two occasions, he walked off stage after seminar promoters chided him for being drunk on stage. This left him with a substantial amount of debt. By the mid 1990′s, Stuart decided to discontinue the seminars and focus on writing.

I visited him in the late 1990′s and stayed in his home in a wealthy suburb of London. His girlfriend lived there also. I stayed in his meditation room, and I was most shocked when I visited his “office” and noticed a young woman who seemed to be writing while he directed her. I was perplexed. I assumed he had written all of his own books.

“Everyone does it. You think Deepak and Wayne write all their own stuff? They got all their best stuff from me, and I had help too!” he said.

I guess I couldn’t blame him for outsourcing, but it definitely disappointed me.

Sometime thereafter, with “donations” from wealthy followers and some of his own, Stuart decided to build a “castle” in Milton, Australia. The “Tolemac Castle,” as Stuart would refer to it was as strange as could be. It was full of secret passageways, a tiny front door that you had to kneel to get into, a Japanese sauna, and a glass bottom swimming pool.

I went there for a week of partying with Stuart. Stuart wanted me to approach Author Carlos Casteneda about doing a seminar with him, but Castenda was reluctant. Stuart opted instead to start producing music with several burnt-out 80′s rock stars who liked to party almost as much as he did. Needless to say, it was an eventful weekend.

In early 2000′s, Stuart came to visit me in Los Angeles–but something had changed. This was no longer the dynamic and charismatic personality I had known and loved. He was older, tired, in poor health, and no longer making much sense. He had begun to walk with a limp. He talked about UFOs and reptilians taking over the government. He had a beautiful but haggard transexual in tow as his partner, and he was trying to score some “Ekkie,” as he so elegantly requested from me. I advised him that I only ever sell Herbal Ecstasy and had no intention of fetching it for him.

That trip was a strange one. Stuart stayed at a high rise on Sunset Strip and outlined the work for another book in a drug fueled week that nearly landed him and his cohorts all in jail. It was all so very “Hunter S. Thompson Meets the New Age,” but stranger.

“Boy Wonder!” he called to me, “Have you heard of this Ayahuasca?”

“Yeah, Stu, I did it in the Amazon with the tribes. You have to be careful with that stuff. It can go either way if
you are not careful and get the wrong medicine,” I told him.

Ayahuasca is a Amazonian concoction that many tribes and now tourists take for insight and sometimes for recreation. Ayahuasca is something of a hallucinogenic drug that can majorly alter the brain and body chemistry while you are on it. It is produced by boiling 2 or more ingredients together.

In the mid 2000′s, with several followers in tow, Stuart made a beeline for the jungle where he found some Ayahuasca and began to take it regularly. The drug seemed to validate his metaphysical concepts. His experiences seemed to be at par with mine, until he met what he called “a bent Shaman.” Apparently, the Shaman had spiked the potion with a poisonous Datura seed, or Jimsom weed, which often brings about permanent psychosis and paranoia.

After this, Stuart never recovered. His blog posts went from friendly to paranoid, and he began suspecting extraterrestrial and supernatural entities that were, according to him, and “controlling him and his followers.”

The consummate entrepreneur, Stuart had a solution. He began to offer healings for several thousands of dollars a pop for a small, magical flashlight that could blast evil for a couple grand more, and holy water blessed by, none other than, himself. He also began to do smaller seminars in Italy, where starstruck followers would pay up to $20,000 to hang out with him for a week. He also started to solicit donations from loyal followers in exchange for hanging out
with him.

Yes, things got weirder…

Stuart cut his Facebook page and Twitter feed as angry followers became increasingly disenchanted with his newer teachings, and they started posting angry posts on his wall. As his health declined, he enlisted a gay couple to take over the reigns when his body would “dematerialize and leave the earth plane.” The couple, along with Stuart, would start to do seminars, again charging crazy amounts. However, this time, it was different. They were now intent on “spiritual healings,” selling their holy water and magical items to save everyone from the
“ghouls” and other supernatural beings. Long gone were the days of teaching about money mastery and personal development.

I was in Vegas on the date of one of his last public seminars there. I decided to drop by and visit him. The scene was thick. Thousands had attended, hoping to get some facetime with the “Trick to Money” guy. Instead, they got an older, limping, and partially-coherent salesman, peddling magic flashlights and holy water.

As I went to the entrance, I noticed an angry mob. The mob was led by a middle-aged woman who Stuart had allegedly slept with during the seminar and, then, later ignored. I immediately went into defense mode. I don’t know why I did it, but I ran up to his hotel room to let him know.

“Stu, there is an angry mob outside!” I said, embarrassed. “What do they want?”

He asked, “I don’t know? I think some want their money back, and others are just angry.”

I replied, “Tell the customers no refunds!”

He started laughing before he took a huge shot of whiskey and lit another cigarette. Stuart went in from the back entrance, avoiding the crowd and getting right up on stage to announce that the healings were now over. Similarly, he escaped out the back entrance of the Las Vegas hotel.

That was the last time I got to see Stuart. We exchanged emails occasionally, but communication became difficult as his phone numbers and emails were always changing to “avoid government tracking of his work” and as the followers around him became more and more controlling of his empire.

Stuart moved to Ireland where he had cultivated many friendships and contacts and began to complete 2 screenplays that he was in the process of writing.

Then, one day, Stuart took a scenic drive through the Irish countryside, and as quickly as he was born, he died. No magic. No “dematerialization.” No ghouls. No music. He was just a 66-year-old man in poor health, taking his last breath. The release by his spokesman read this: “Stuart Wilde dies at age 66, after suffering a fatal heart attack on a scenic drive through Ireland on Wednesday, May 1, 2013.” It was as simple as that.

Just like other gurus before him, the life of Stuart Wilde was a mixed bag. He managed to bring the philosophy of spiritual abundance to the mainstream over 20 years before the film, The Secret, but in the end, his hard-hitting lifestyle may have caused him to prematurely pass.

How I feel about Stuart is also a mixed bag. He was a friend and mentor, but he was also, in my opinion, a fraud and a snake-oil salesman. He did lead an extraordinary life and inspired millions of people. For that, I give him credit. However, towards the end of his life, he became exactly the person he railed against all of his life and the epitome of everything he stood against.

Stuart once said, “Because there is so much lovelessness around us, we are like glow worms. We have to make do with our own light.”

This last week, his light went out. Ironic as his life may have been, he will be missed…

Fascinating, reads like a novel or screenplay in itself.

Just to add a little balance ..... Stuart's latter healing sessions were all free and he wouldn't even accept donations.

Well, I'm trying not to judge .... hey, who am I to judge? Me, whiter than white?

As I've said previously, I'll just stick with what I've gained from his writing.

Ya the author is trying to get famous of Stuart Wilde death. The author is a total scam artist himself

And to add some more balance, while he said he couldn't take donations for the "healings", it was always pointed out (several times) that you COULD donate to support his "work", even if all you ever received from him were "healings". So in effect you are donating for the "healings". Typical Vile....

The Silent Watcher.

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Dear #24910538

Apparently you were breezing in and out of Stuart's life and about the same time I was. I worked on several of his 'Warrior's Wisdom' seminars in Taos, New Mexico, between 1989 and 1993. What you wrote explains a lot of the behavior I sadly witnessed back then. When I worked for him Stuart was very, very tired, but had his ways of bucking up to do lectures and entertain us troops.

I haven't been to New Mexico for 13 years, and the last time I saw Stuart was in 1994. Northern New Mexico is gorgeous and if anyone wants to go visit the area I recommend that you stay at The Sagebrush Inn, where Stuart's seminars were held, and go to the Arroyo Hondo hot spring some night or early morning. It's at the edge of the Rio Grande river, and is probably best to go there in September when the river isn't too high. It's gorgeous.

Ragnell

Certified Travel Agent

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Hm, 'Silent Watcher' reminds me of that phrase 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.'
I never met Wilde, but you could sense the warmth in him. I agree that he should have stayed off the drugs. But I don't feel I have any right to judge others. God and karma will judge each soul ...... it's not my job. God looks into the heart, and how far any particular person managed to be loving, generous and compassionate, and how far they failed at it, is not my task to evaluate.

There's an interesting account here by a woman who worked for him in the 1990s.

[link to www.zen-haven.com]


As for 'paranoia, BS, delusions', not at all. I and quite a few others have had exactly the same visions, we see the same information. When you see the etheric one day too, you will get a shock! And I've never taken drugs; I loathe drugs. (I don't even take anything for a headache). So you may not like Stuart; but his perception was good.

Thank you for sharing your experiences with Stuart. I might just take you up on your offer about NM, sounds great. Just curious do you know the location of Stuarts old house in Toas, One has got to wonder what type of house a man like him lives in. Larger the life he is, keep rocking on Stuie

It always amazes me how often SW-critics are portrayed as the odd unfulfilled basement troll, the unenlightened one-time attendee of a lecture who was not amused, or the individual holding petty grudges over many years, who all have nothing better to do with their lives than tearing great teachers down.

I don’t think so.

To me the more informed post typically comes from someone who was a big supporter of his work, a lover of his books, and later his person, someone prepared for quite a bit of unconventional stuff.
Then came the strange bits here, the stumbling pebbles there, for some it was major stones, until the pieces formed a picture over time.

Then came the disillusion, the shame, the devastation, the self-beating, the loneliness. How could you, as a fairly intelligent person, have played along with the Emperor that had no Clothes for so long?

It is quite difficult to admit to yourself that you have been had. And even later the realization, that yes indeed, it was a cult. Yes, yes, you also learned something, no one is debating that. But there comes a point when group think can no longer drown out the voice within, the integrity towards yourself.

Needless to say, my high esteem goes to those authentic people that chose and choose that difficult road. And to those high-profile people, whose dropping-out must have been impossibly difficult.

Do I find it odd, that former students from time to time revisit the scene of what in retrospect was a major punch aka life lesson? Not at all. Also, people cope in different ways, are in different stages of coping, have different tones of voice.

But mainly the purpose of this thread is to be there for those who are still in the process of disentangling and desperately need a reassuring voice.

glamdring

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Dear 24910538 and Glamdring:

Stuart owned some land in a canyon east of Taos but I don't think he owned the house he lived in. He and Robynne, his gorgeous Australian wife lived there for a few years and then moved to Australia to build the adobe house in Milton in early 1991. They came back to Taos for a few months in the summers of 1991, 1992, etc.

In the summer of 1993 Stuart did 2 Warrior's Wisdom seminars in the mountains of Colorado. They had been shortened from 5 days to 3 days. Some of the outdoor activities were really potentially dangerous, like the mini-vision quests held at night or during the day - in the mountains with REAL animals. No cigarettes, food, or water were allowed. Some seminars were held during the winter and even though the participants were only out in the weather for a couple of hours a few people who didn't dress warm enough developed hypothermia. The staff men had to go out and find them. Each person was dropped off at a certain spot, with a small flag to stick in the ground by the road, so that when the van drivers came back to pick them up they knew where each person was supposed to be. One winter was so snowy and windy that they decided to do that out on the flat area by the Rio Grande gorge. Soup and water were ready at a cmpfire area for the participants when they were picked up. If this sounds like survival training it's because that is what it was.

So, anyway, at the next-to-the-last Warrior's Wisdom seminar in Colorado, the night before the seminar Stuart and the staff people, including me stayed up until dawn talking and mostly listening to Stuart tell us that Robynne was leaving him. She needed stability because their son was old enough to start school and she was exhausted with travelling. Stuart was very sad about it, believe it or not, but apparently due to his drug use he really kind of didn't understand why she was upset. Maybe he believed that he was hiding the other women better than he really was. And, I really don't know how many women he had, but I don't believe it was that many. In Las Vegas once, he walked a woman to her car, period, and came back to the table. I heard (sorry, it's grapevine info) that Robynne remarried not too long after that. Stuart stayed in the adobe house though.

The model also gave up after several years and this is speculation but I think she had her own drug problem like so many models did due to the requirement to be anorectically thin. Stuart melted down at a lecture in New York City when she ended their relationship.

As for embarrassment on the part of the familly or friends, it's not that. If you have been the slightly more sober or stable person in relationships like that, it's exasperation worry for the other person's life, and the need for some semblance of stabilty and routine, an absolute necessity if you have children.

I grew up with addicts - my parents - so I was too used to the party atmosphere. But those seminars were more that that. Stuart was very talented and intelligent and he wasn't always high or stoned or drunk. That's why we miss him.

So, I have to go now, but really go hang out in Taos. We 'Mongols' were all over that place for years.

Ragnell
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Thanks for the details and insight. Always appriated

The Lizard Lishman has decided to cash in on Vile's death, by setting up a 5 day Aya drug-out in the Netherlands, but is calling it a retreat and memorial celebration, a workshop and celebration of Stuart Wilde's Life.

Looking deeper it is 3 Ayahuasca sessions and on the final evening, a celebration of Vile's life, according to the Lizard.

So, Fake Major Tom, you loved your "dear friend" so much that you setup a celebration of Vile's life, but over 5 days, only the final evening is for the actual celebration.

What low life pig swill you are. Just lining your pockets by using his name.

Tell us all how much of the 1000 pound cost per participant you are giving to the supposed Vile foundation you have allegedly setup. The paypal link just goes to Tolemac Limited, the same as your Aya scams.

Which highly trained Shaman are you using for this event, Lizard? No one is listed, so I guess the participants, get the dubious honour of putting their life and sanity in your hands.

Word of warning people. Stay away from this!

The Silent Watcher.

My feelings about Stuart are mixed. The early Stuart writings were full of love and wonder. That changed with God's Gladiators. Personally I think he went too far into the Aluna and it freaked him out. I met Tom and Stuart in AMS and corresponded with him until shortly after the Wales gig which I had to withdraw from due to heath reasons. That was the end of it for me. Stuart then told me the Celestial Beings had told him, that, like so many others, I was to purged from the RC because of a hard heart and that would lead to heart issues. Rather ironic then that Stuart died of a heart attack. I think it was because I questioned him a few times but who knows. ALl I can say is I did benefit from him for a while but the moment passed. A lot of what he presented, like the touching of the fingertips together while defocusing the eyes, were stage tricks. Personally I think he was dead on about ghouls and their control. I think in the end they used his own unprocessed darkness against him. As I have been told in the Aluna, there are dimensions you don't want to go into. Stuart trespassed in too many and on the end fell victim to his own claridad.

Get them Silent Staler Get dem bastards

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May 21, 2012

Hey Glamdring (and others),

I went to an evening lecture in early 1994 that Stuart did in Oregon. My step-father had died several months before and I was in a severe depression because I took care of him at home while he was dying. But, I took a guy friend of mine to see Stuart. Stuart recognized me because I had worked for him on some of his seminars. He came up and just put his hand on my shoulder, like ''Hey, I understand what you are going through.'' That's what he would do for anyone, if he had the time, or it was the right place, and he was not busy at that very moment. It was nice of him.

I never had any long conversations with him over the years. I worked on those seminars because it was enjoyable - usually. It was hard work for all of the people on staff. Some people only worked on one seminar. Some people like me were kept on because we did our jobs well and they needed some experienced people to show the new, or one-timers what to do.

But, I understand that you were shocked by his instant changes in behavior. Stuart pretty much kept his personality as a rough and tumble British salesman at about age 30 or so. He liked to be out with the guys partying, gambling, or whatever, with JUST THE GUYS. But dude, he was getting old. We 'baby-boomers' have a lot of difficulty with that idea. We don't feel as old as we are, or as old as we look. That makes other people not perceive as we are either. I'm 57 years old and I have to remind myself of that very often.

In the early 1990's, I read some books by John H. Lee who started a men's movement and did large gatherings in the 1990's out in the woods. It was for men to come and deal with their relationships with their fathers. He also did indoor lectures and workshops. At one of those a young guy came up to the stage and asked him why he was ignoring him. John Lee said, ''How could I be ignoring you? I don't even know you.'' The guy realized that what John Lee was saying during the lecture reminded him of his relationship with his father.

John Lee reminds my a lot of Stuart. He wrote in one of his books that he barely slept for about 25 years due to constant touring doing his seminars. But, he survived and he's still around. He about 60 years old with a lot of experience. He has a website and does individual counselling, and workshops, I think. I really like him.

So, you were there, wherever, with Stuart. I hope you realize that he was just not paying attention to you and you were expecting him to. Some people call it 'artificial intimacy', expecting to have a close relationship with someone who just can't. They aren't available, and it's confusing.

There were no rules at Stuart's events, ever. Sometimes they tried to lay some down, but they always got broken.

It's an intense kind of 'therapy' and people did get hurt. So here we are 'processing' it all. I hope you feel better.


Ragnell

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I forgot to mention, I went over to zen-haven.com and read Leigh Robshaw's article about her experiences with Stuart when she was younger. It says a lot about both of them.

Ragnell

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On making cupcakes: Pre-heat oven to 350; makes 12.

First you need to have eggs whites (2) , 1 tsp vanilla and or lemon oil or extract (both is fine) flour (1 cup maybe more), butter (1/2 cup or 1/2 cup of vegetable oil), 1/2 cup of sugar (or sweet syrup - agave, maple or even aya syrup- yum how cool would that be?) baking powder 1/4 tsp and baking soda 1/2 tsp. Salt 1/8th or a pinch. 1/4 cup of buttermilk, or any nut milk.

(PS vegan recipes would be easy to substitute let me know)

Blend all dry ingredients first and set aside in a bowl.

Add butter, sugar, vanilla, lemon and eggs and whip till it looks frothy and yummy. Add flour bit by bit, lick the spoon several times to ensure you have a good batter but never dip the spoon back in if you licked it, rather have about 10 little spoons ready and available.

Once all ingredients have been combined, pour them into the cupcake cups 3/4 full. Bake for 20 minutes.

Enjoy!

Frosting is easy.

1/2 butter (its a stick) plus vanilla and or coloring, and confectioners sugar (2 cups)- and a pinch of salt and maybe a drop of cream if you have it.

PS. Be sure you add the liquid, milk or nut milk as you blend... with the dry ingredients.

And the liverwurst is in the fridge.

Liverwurst is gross and not to used in cupcakes. :-)

Oh sorry, I was talking to Ragnell.

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May 23, 2013

Hey guys,

That cupcake recipe sharing thing made me laugh. It reminds me of another book:

'You Just Don't Understand.' by Deborah Tannen.

It's from about 25 years ago. She did some research on how men and women think and behave differently in relationships, from childhood to adulthood. They (researchers) found that men sometimes get angry and each other - in public - and end up being friendly with each other. That makes women crazy. But, it's how they develop respect for each other. They prove their worthiness by either physically fighting or, verbal fights.

At home, or anywhere private, men really don't like to discuss problems, or anything, the way women do. Women talk to each other - what men consider gossiping - and tell stories about problems that might be useful to the other woman later on. Women have long memories, so the information might not be accessed for years. But, when a stressful situation happens and the adrenaline starts flowing, THAT is when the information literally POPS out.

The downside of women spending too much time 'chatting' is when they don't know when to end the conversation. They get into 'one-upping' each other on difficult situations and can spend hours going back and forth when they don't really need to. That 'venting' is one way women calm each other down, but if the conversation goes on too long and they get tired and cranky, then they get into arguments. THAT drives men crazy and they escape to wherever they can go.

Well, it's Memorial Day Weekend for the next few days here in the U. S. A., a sad opportunity to reminisce about so many people who are gone - including Stuart. He is absolutely irreplaceable.

Ragnell
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If Stuart Wilde is really dead then why the cover up. I personally think he is alive, but another reason for a cover up is if he KILLED HIMSELF!

stuart wilde committed suicide Ireland

Link To: stuart wilde committed suicide Ireland

Dear Ragnell,

And women would like a man with balls to stand up for her if she needs some back up. I sensed the opposite at times, quiet submissive male, when i had to step in and be that for myself. If you mash "opposite" its spells poop-site, which is where the man will be for a short time having not stood the ladies ground.

You're thoughts are most welcome - somehow your message is most helpful. Does the book give lessons on when and how to end the conversation?

All I can say is that I got a very bad feeling in the pit of my stomach when, after coming back to the Stuart Wilde site after many years, that he had gone into things like gouls, and evil spirits and such. Earlier teachings all suggested we do not play with these things. He got weird. Very weird and silly almost. So I just read his earlier writings. And the rest is between Stu and the universe.

I have rarely known one "spritual teacher" that didn't eventually fall into their own trap of thinking they are better than others.

Stuart never struck me as thinking he was better than others. That's from reading his books and blogs, I never met him.

But it did concern me, his constant talk about ghouls etc. There's a messsage in, "fools go where angels fear to tread".

Then all the detailed description of levels of hell in 'Grace, Gaia and End of Days' was so graphic, I found it quite difficult to read.

The strange thing is, Stuart would have been the first to tell us not to attach ourselves to this stuff.

On a positive, re the ghouls an' all, at least he taught how to be around them and how to protect yourself against them.

God Bless 'im .....

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Hey 'love, love' #40026958,

No, the book doesn't give instructions. I wish it did. I'm considering carry a card that says, ''I'm walking away now. Have a good day.'', because there seems to be something wrong with the auditory processing part of people's brains - mine included.

Relationships between men and women have gotten very screwy over the past 40 years. I avoid getting into them. There are so many unspoken and misunderstood expectations. I think we all need some re-training on the whole thing.

And let's not leave out encounters between women and women. I just had a clash with a new employee at my local library. I was looking at the new books display when a woman walked up to me like she was a security guard and ask why I had just moved a book from one spot on the display to another. We got into quite a tiff. Then as I was leaving, I realized that she was probably set off by the title of the book: TICKED: A medical miracle, a friendship, and the weird world of Tourette Syndrome.

So, ya know,

Ragnell
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May 31, 2013

Hey people,

If you go to Taos and stay at the Sagebrush Inn, where many of the Warriors' Wisdom seminars were held, I forgot to mention that the main meeting room was the large restaurant that is the dinner restaurant. The hotel became so popular that in the late 1990's they built a separate building for large group seminars. While we were there the hotel used only the smaller breakfast and lunch restaurant.

The stage was at the north end of the room. Most seminars had about 100 people, divided into groups of ten people for logistical reasons. Stuart gave lectures on a variety of topics there, but most of the seminar was getting out and doing physical activities, known by some as 'Experiential Education'. You can look it up on the internet.

As I was just telling my adult nephew, Stuart and his business partners hired a trained, experienced, insured Ropes Course company for the ropes course which was held on the last day of the seminar.

They also hired two very experienced Sweat Lodge leaders. Sweat Lodges were held in shifts on the first night of the seminar. They weren't overly long, with about 15 people per lodge, and anyone could leave the lodge at the breaks between rounds. I left the lodge after the third round because I smoked and I can't tolerate extreme heat. 'Prayers' were limited to three words due to the time limitations.

About Stuart getting 'dark' over the years, please consider that he was overworking himself for years, drinking and using other drugs intermittently, travelling between the northern and southern hemispheres of the planet, which screwed up his sense of time and place, AND he was getting older. And, he had a few screwy business partners along the way. Miscommunications all over the place.

I'm sorry, but neither he nor his assistants and fans realized how much of a toll all of that was taking on him. Really, think about it. Then take the best of what he wrote and produced and edit out all of the rest of it. That's what I have been doing for the past two years and it wasn't easy because I was there - and only for some of it.

Also, Stuart was not the only person who got dark and gloomy over the past twenty years. Have you noticed the books, movies and TV shows that were produced during that time? They theater industry is just beginning to come out of it.

So, I'm going now. I need a long break and I need to make some money myself.

Take good care of yourselves and the people around you.

Ragnell
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