There are two versions of a well-known fable you might have heard. In the first one, a scorpion asks a frog to carry it across a river. The frog is afraid of being stung by the scorpion, but the scorpion explains that he wouldn’t sting the frog, for if he did, he would drown too.
Scientologists are, almost without exception, really nice people. That’s something you could say of most people and groups but I’m always reminded that being an above average communicator and expressing a heightened regard for other people is something most Scientologists have in common. It’s an exceptionally articulate group of people who know and speak their own minds.
It has been said that if one person told someone about something, and then the next day that second person told someone else, and then they each told someone else—just one person sharing that thing with another person every day—then within six years every person in the world would know about it.
When I was in my teens I could cruise any major street in Southern California and stop for a hamburger. Now I can stop for Mexican food, Middle Eastern food, Chinese food, sushi, Indian food, Thai food, Italian food, vegan food ... or I can have a hamburger.
I was raised Jewish, and I remember going to temple and reading from the Torah when I was 11. Unfortunately, I could read the Hebrew symbols, but had no concept of what those sounds meant. So I gave up studying the Torah.
A few years back my husband and I took in a family member who was having a rough time. She’d been on and off drugs for decades—yes decades. She had pretty much destroyed her own family and her life was a mess.
Orthodox, Catholic, Protestant, Jew, Buddhist, Lama, Muslim, Baptist, Scientologist and on and on and on the list goes. I could fill two whole single-spaced pages with all the religions and belief systems of the world.
I was born in Mexico and began my formal education there. Naturally, I studied in Spanish and, because I attended a Catholic school, I was also exposed to Latin from an early age.