A Cult and the Space That Saved Me
It was an odd thing that the thought had never before occurred to me to Google the meditation intensive. Sure, there were things that seemed strange, almost comically so. I noted them and brushed them aside as not applicable aspects in my diligent quest for self-improvement. As I typed in the name of the group I saw the answer loudly plastered all over my search: CULT. DESTRUCTIVE SEX CULT. GET OUT NOW!