I found myself in an amusing position while I was
working closely with the youngest member of our editorial team
during the research and writing of her feature on the Kabbalah
Centre. Maura O'Connor is a bright, twenty-two-year-old
Irish-American woman, and after several months of intensive
study, she spent many hours patiently enlightening me, a
forty-nine-year-old Jewish man, about the extraordinary history
and cosmology of Kabbalah, the mystical or “secret”
teachings of Judaism. Brought up in New York City as a secular
Jew, I couldn't help but marvel at the hilarious irony of the
scene. A young goy, a girl, of all people, educating me
about a teaching traditionally reserved for Jewish men over
forty!
I also worked extensively with another of our young editors,
Ross Robertson, a twenty-nine-year-old recent graduate of the
writing program at Naropa University, who wrote our feature on
the Celestine Prophecy movie. Ross got to spend three
days on the set in Florida with the cast and crew during the
making of the film, soaking up the generosity of James Redfield
and his colleagues. After his return, he and I spent a lot of
time together discussing his research into the fascinating
history of nontraditional spirituality and the New Age, in
preparation for the writing of his piece. Both Maura and Ross
are young and inexperienced, so I knew that I would have to
devote a significant amount of time to helping them grapple with
the enormous challenge of writing a feature article that not
only conveys relevant information, but also expresses a depth of
perspective that will compel the reader to think in new ways.
Predictably, both of my young colleagues hit a wall in
themselves when faced with having to stretch beyond their
previous achievements in order to meet my demands for depth in
their writing. What was most interesting and incredibly ironic
about their predicament was that while they were both trying to
address the lack of depth in secular American culture and the
search for it in popular forms of spirituality, they were
themselves confronted with their own tendencies to be glib and
superficial. As Ross himself describes so candidly in his piece,
“we are hungry for depth at the same time that we
relentlessly avoid it.” Indeed, I had to struggle with
these two young Americans to get them to dig deep enough in
themselves to find access to some real authenticity.
And this is, I believe, our great challenge as a
culture—to liberate our hearts and minds from the
two-dimensional, homogenized, superficial picture of the human
experience that we are not only embedded in but deeply attached
to. With this magazine, we are trying, in our own small way, to
help penetrate our collective malaise and awaken a passion for
depth, authenticity, and meaning. There is no greater
pleasure in life than to meet another beyond the layers of falsehood and pretense, where our raison d'etre is no longer something we have to search for, but is suddenly the very ground we are standing on.