This is a short note based on what I have witnessed at so many satsangs. People come to see the great teacher. Fork over a bunch of money. Guru/teacher sits there with a big smile on their face, says how its all love, or nothing you can do so be in the moment, or surrender to what is- or whatever. And the little crowd sitting around all get their mystical experience where they feel all happy, their new drug high. Then they go home and do what the guru tells them because they look so happy and blissful, so full of love, what a wonderful person they are. I want to be like them.

But are they?

You see them for 2 hours, every six months, in a controlled environment, where they are often making a ton of money. Hey give me $1,000 and I can look happy and blissful all weekend too. But that tells you nothing. I tell anyone who has “fallen” for some teacher this.

“Do you know where they live? Where their home is? Good. Then pack a suitcase and go live with them for 3 months. You need to see how they really are when they are not being paid to be on a pedestal. What happens when the cat shits in their bed, when the neighbor throws garbage on their lawn, when their sister phones. What to do they do all day? How do they live?”

But these gurus- teachers never want you to see how they live. You can’t just drop over to their home and hang out all day. Why you should ask yourself. What are they hiding? They want to keep things in a very controlled environment. Are they afraid that if you actually saw how they lived the rest of the time you wouldn’t fork over any more money to attend their satsangs, buy their books, attend their pricey retreats. That the flock may find out they are not so perfect after all- they are having a normal human experience like everyone else- or worse, you may find that all they are on stage is nothing but a show, a trick to give themselves a profession “career of enlightened person.” Hey it’s a lucrative business!

Likely, and before you sink any time and money into anyone- you should do the test to find out.

Everyone I could classify as a teacher, I spent time AT THEIR HOME- and I learned as much from how they cooked dinner, went to the mall for shopping, how they dealt with annoying kid next door- as to what they taught. That was how you could separate the one’s who had integrated the experience into daily life, compared to those who may just be putting on a show for cash.