ANTI-GURU LETTERS
Sacred Absurdity Dispatch No. 1
How To Stop Waiting for Someone to Teach You How To Be Yourself
By Bala
You’ve been trained to look up.
To wait for the teacher.
The guru.
The “one who knows.”
The woman whose voice is soft enough to make you think enlightenment is a scented candle.
The man who speaks slowly so you assume his thoughts are made of gold.
We all inherit this reflex:
The pilgrimage upward toward someone who supposedly carries the missing instruction manual for our soul.
But here is the unromantic truth:
No one knows.
Everyone is improvising.
Everyone is cobbling together meaning from half-remembered childhood pain, mild anxiety, and the weather.
The only difference between a “spiritual teacher” and the guy eating a meal deal outside Tesco at 8:47 AM is:
One of them narrates their confusion with confidence.
And charge VAT.
The Anti-Guru Stance
The Anti-Guru is the one who says:
“I don’t know either.
But I’m not afraid to say it honestly.
And I won’t pretend to have answers I don’t.”
No robes.
No lineage flexing.
No mystical theatre.
Just:
Presence without performance.
Why People Follow Gurus Anyway
Because responsibility is heavy.
And freedom is terrifying.
Other people telling us what to believe feels like safety.
But that’s not awakening.
That’s obedience wearing mala beads.
The Actual Inner Work (Not Sexy)
Everyone wants:
• Past-life insight
• Cosmic lovers
• Third-eye fireworks
• Ancestral portal activations
But real inner work is much simpler and far less cinematic:
Notice the precise moment you start lying to yourself.
Stop.
Then don’t lie again.
Repeat.
Forever.
No angels.
No dimensions.
Just honesty.
The most spiritually advanced thing most people could ever do is tell the truth once without flinching.