Two Years She’s Gone…But She’s Never Forgotten

Dear Speed Seduction(R) Student,

Today is the second year anniversary of my beloved mother, Sylvia’s, passing.

Reflecting on her life, I can only repeat what I’ve said many times: her influence on me is what made it possible for me to be the teacher(and learner) that I am today.

My mother modeled for me the notion that if you didn’t have the answer to a problem, you should go find it.

Don’t pretend you know if you don’t. Admit it, and then go find out. And if there isn’t any answer, go be the one to create it, and prove it.

Mom also taught me in stories and metaphors. Rather than saying directly, “don’t get too sure of yourself” she would say, “Watch out for your Achilles heel”. She would then go on to explain the story of how Achilles’ mother dipped him in the river Styx to make him invulnerable to harm, but of course since she held him upside down by the feet, that spot was left vulnerable.

Now, if you’ve ever wondered why I seem so determined to stick my finger in the eye of traditional thinking, and even the less traditional world of the PUA community, I can give you another story about my Mom.

One day, when I was around 7 years old, I was sassing her and back-talking. She shook her index finger at me as she would often do when I pissed her off(although I suspect she also found me amusing too) and said, “Kid, if you don’t watch it, you’re going to be an iconoclast when you grow up.”

“What’s that?” I inquired.

She answered, “That’s someone who goes around knocking over other people’s sacred idols”.

“Cool!” I remember thinking to myself. “I want to be THAT!”

And so I am. Sometimes perhaps to my own social detriment, but as Mom also used to say, “Fuck ’em if they can’t take a joke”.

For real.

Piece, peace, and we will love you forever, Sylvia

RJ
93/93 “Love under Will shall be the whole of the Law”