From College to The Prosperos

Soooooo, I dropped out of college, and along with the whole class I taught (most of whom were my friends), we took off en masse to travel 3000 miles across the USA to Santa Monica, California where The Prosperos headquarters was. I had no job when I got there, but a guy told me he just quit a job painting for this guy, gave me the phone number and I was hired, and for the next 10 years I worked as a housepainter, great work, mostly outdoors in the bright Southern California Sunshine.

That was my day job to feed me and pay the rent. Then in the evenings and on weekends, I was at the school, learning as much as I could about this new mysterious way of thinking and looking, mostly by listening to this Fourth Way Master Thane.

And that’s what went on for the next few years, working and learning, working and learning.

Then, 5 years later, my parents invited me to join them in Florida, and Thane told me that if I went there was a lady in Orlando who very much wanted to hear the GiveFor Class (Giving up the idea that person/place/thing did anything to you for the idea that it was all mind unfolding). So I went out to her place, she was very elderly, and I played the tapes for her, Saturday and Sunday. I did the paperwork and sent it to The Prosperos Headquarters, making this my first Monitor Class for The Prosperos.

Long story short, by the time I got back home to Marlboro, NY, I had two classes waiting for me to teach in WilkesBarre Pennsylvania and somewhere else I can’t remember. Then on to Columbus, Ohio, then Minneapolis, Saint Paul, then to Boulder Colorado, then back to The Prospers.

In NY I picked up a companion, Hugh John Malanaphy. I was 24 and he was 20. He was the most beautiful person I’d ever seen. I loved him the moment I saw him, and he was excited to go on an adventure. It was the sweetest romance I’ve ever had. I felt this deep love for him all the time, day and night, it was a glowing feeling right in the center of my chest. I didn’t need to sleep, but we cuddled together every night, I’d just hold him in my arms and feel this heavenly love all night in the many hotels along the way, but never sex, sex was not wanted, and the feeling of love was way more than enough.

When we got to Santa Monica, California, Hugh John and I got a one bedroom apartment and began our residency in Southern California. It was a very happy time. I was teaching, and I had a Platonic boyfriend.

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One thought on “From College to The Prosperos”

  1. Hi Ben,
    This is a *beautiful* story. Thanks for sharing it.
    What I realize reflecting on your little memoir, and I’m embarrassed to say it because it’s so obvious, is an amazing thing about people and life: it’s as if everyone has a whole personal universe they inhabit, it’s like we barely intersect at all!
    So even though you and I were not strangers–although I have to admit that my time at the Zoo is mostly a blur (except for sort of random, disconnected flashes, and Ruth, the Landlady)–and I knew Hugh John too–that all of this went on in a dimension that I guess I barely intersected with.
    {The feeling that emerges is humility about ever thinking I know anyone!}

    What were you teaching when you and your whole class came to Santa Monica?

    Michael

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