Last spring or this past spring, North Atlantic, published the second edition of some

investigative work that I did on the cultic dynamics of yoga culture.

So the first edition of the book was called Practice and All Is Coming.

And it came out in 2019 from Embodied Wisdom Press in New Zealand.

And practice in all his coming was the catchphrase

of a man named Patabe Joyce,

who was the founder of a modern yoga school called a stanga yoga.

He was born in 1915. He died in 2009.

And he headed up a modest global empire of studios dedicated to his particular synthesis of

contemporary postural practice and some reconstructed yogic ideas from the Middle Ages and before.

He was regarded by the tens of thousands of mainly American and Western European students who made pilgrimage to

his feet in my source, South India as a physical healer, a tantric adept, a chastee

a chaste yoga, and also a fatherly and grandfatherly guide

on the path to liberation.

But unfortunately, that picture obscured the fact

that he was a serial criminal sex assaulter who abused his students on a daily basis in class, in public, for all to see for decades.

And no one really was able to stop it on a community level.

And my investigation of how this slow burning tragedy unfolded was built around the testimony of 19 of his victims,

who I was able to connect with and interview as they developed a kind of whisper network of mutual support between them.

And my framework for approaching the story was really rooted in this paradoxical question that it raises for many people.

Like, you know, how many times did this happen and how did no one see or care about it and how was this all sort of covered

over by a veneer of you know spiritual activity and how did he get away with it for so long?

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