The Family on the Bus Goes 'Round and 'Round

When I heard that my old friend Felicia Ballos was living on a converted school bus with her husband and son, I went to her website, where she’d...

When I heard that my old friend Felicia Ballos was living on a converted school bus with her husband and son, I went to her website, where she’d written: “We have given up the jobs that hinder us from giving to the world in the ways we would like ... Instead we have entered a culture of trading, of bartering, of mutual help among like minds and souls.”

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Magician, Heal Thyself!

When I first started writing a book about the self-help industry, I was skeptical but willing to be open-minded about the idea that people could...


When I first started writing a book about the self-help industry, I was skeptical but willing to be open-minded about the idea that people could heal themselves in ways that I had personally never found useful. The last thing I wanted was to just stand back and mock them. The plan was to go to a bunch of seminars and retreats and take an honest stab at fixing everything that has ever been wrong with me.

The most helpful was a place called the Hoffman Process in Napa Valley, where I got to spend eight days beating couch cushions with a bat while pretending I was killing my parents (you had to be there). The least helpful was a place in Virginia that kicked me out halfway through.

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