Conversations For Transformation: Essays Inspired By The Ideas Of Werner Erhard

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Essays By Laurence Platt

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I Am Not Your Mother

Cowboy Cottage, East Napa, California, USA

May 29, 2025



This essay, I Am Not Your Mother, is the thirty third in an open group on People: I am indebted to Charlene Pekas Afremow who inspired this conversation.



If you were to ask me who the two most unforgettable women in my life are, excluding my family members, it's not even close. One would surely be my first girlfriend, and the other would surely be my first est  trainer. Both of them altered my future in heretofore unimaginable ways. And they didn't simply alter / expand my perspective on my life and living. They altered / expanded the very premises on which my perspective on my life and living were based.

My first girlfriend showed me what it was like to be loved so much by another human being that from then on, I could settle for nothing less. My first est  trainer showed me what it was like to be known so well by another human being that from then on, I would be seeking out all my inauthenticities and any behaviors which weren't grounded in integrity as fast as I could locate them, then telling the truth about them, getting them complete, and letting them go.

Seated in an auditorium in the Alameda Veteran's Hall in Alameda, California in 1978 along with about three hundred other curious participants, I waited for our est  training to begin. When she walked out on to the podium, she was neither too short nor too tall. She was dressed impeccably, sharply, in business casual. She introduced herself and welcomed us, then began taking questions from the audience along the lines of "What do I do if ...?", "How do I ...?", and "What if ...?" etc. And even if I say it myself, many of their questions seemed childishly simple and a bit irritating. The group as a whole wasn't paying attention. At some point, she stopped talking, given the jarring background drone of the audience chattering, without listening to a word she was saying.

Eventually everyone realized that she wasn't going to continue until we were quiet, so we all shut up. And as soon as the room was silent, she said as loudly as it's possible for a human being to say anything, slowly and emphatically "What I want you ... to get is I  ... AM  ... NOT  ... YOUR  ... MOTHER!". But I'm not telling the full story here. What she really  said was "What I want you F***ING *SSH*LES  to get is I am not your mother.". It was deafening.

My jaw dropped. I was transfixed. In a trice she'd gotten my full attention in a vise ... and she held it there intently for the next forty five years and more.

It's not just that at some point or another, she trained most if not all the heavyweights in the world of transformation to come. It's often been said that if you trace back the chronology of all the major leaders and schools of transformation on the planet, it all began with her. And it was more than that really. You could say that all the major leaders of transformation on the planet, each had two personae: one, they were a leader of transformation, and two, they were a human being who was a leader of transformation. But with her, there was only one: with her, the leader of transformation was inseparable from the human being she was. That's what she lived. That's what she demonstrated. It was riveting theatre watching her leading. With most leaders, you got what you got from what they were saying. With her, you got what you got from who she was being. She was just mesmerizing in front of people, 24 / 7 / 365.

Subsequently at one of the many introductory events she led which I attended, I boldly asked her if she'd go for coffee with me. I had so many questions. To my delight and surprise, she agreed, and our individual friendship was born. I was fascinated by the process of the est  training, how it worked, how it produced the extraordinary results it produced in such a relatively short period of time. More than anything, I wanted to find out who / what a person had to be / become to lead it. Inevitably, given the listening she was during that coffee and others, I shared my personal life with her until there was nothing I had going on that I was working through, that she didn't know about. Whatever she said left me in a higher, clearer space than I was in before I started.

I'm not a "car guy". But I did appreciate her gorgeous platinum blue 2003 Mercedes-Benz E320 which she allowed me to drive around the Napa Valley, the wine country in California where I live so she and her family could taste some of our fine local product without being concerned about driving. And it wasn't just the fine wine. With her, there was no separation between the rigors of a transformative inquiry, and the good things in life. And honestly, in this regard she was quite unique. I knew no one else quite like her. Whether you were around her in the training room or in her home, she was the same person.

She was, I subsequently learned, the eldest of twelve siblings. So from the get-go, life had carved out a place for her to take care of people. It was all but inevitable (I would say pre-ordained  were it not for the unnecessary significance it brings with it) that she would work with Werner as an est  trainer. What's not so widely known is before working with Werner, she led the Mind Dynamics course in which he participated before releasing his magnum opus  of transformation on an unsuspecting world. That's right: she trained Werner, then went to work for him, having seen what so many others would come to see about what was possible with him. There's something totally selfless about that for me. She could have had her own empire. She chose him instead.

She was a huge  human being, and yet when she wasn't leading the est  training or the Forum or Werner's programs for young people and teens, she was just "Mom" or a friend, just another ordinary person but with an extraordinary commitment to people and to who people really are, who had been trained by her immersion in a simply staggering number of disciplines. That's how most leaders of conversations for transformation rise up, leaders who can impart both the discipline and the abstracts of conversations for transformation, as well as have their lives work and thereby represent what's possible with transformation. But she wasn't like most leaders, and she hadn't traveled the path they had traveled. She had taken a short cut: she was born that way.

I'm the guy who started Werner's work in South Africa when, fulfilling on a promise I made to Werner at 2:00am one morning over a midnight snack of celery spears and cream cheese, just he and I in the kitchen of his home in the Pacific Heights neighborhood of San Francisco, the Franklin House, I went there in 1979 and over the course of a year, led the first ten introductory events in all the major cities, enrolling the first one thousand people there.

When I returned to these United States, she invited me to be her guest at an Advanced Course she was leading. I watched her from the back of the room, always amazed, always looking for her secrets. She was talking with the group about our resistance to sharing Werner's work, how some people avoid inviting guests, holding back. She said to that group "So you have a problem sharing your transformation with one or two people? Well look: Laurence over there (pointing directly at me) enrolled an entire country!". Then she invited a startled me up to the front of the room to stand next to her on the podium, and share what it was like for me. What she gave me / the gift she gave me then, standing on that podium next to her, looking out over a sea of bright, eager faces, was a moment of awakening, an insight / an einsicht  into what the world of est  trainer / Forum Leader must be like.

Indeed, she wasn't my mother. Yet through knowing her, I got to know (Man! I really  got to know) my own mother, and to complete my relationship with her, to have a renewed, extraordinary relationship with her. There are some gifts in life you just can't put a price tag on. Hers was one such priceless gift.



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