The Secret of Shambhala : In Search of the Eleventh Insight

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Summary: Insightful
Review: What I like about James Redfield's writings is his ability to be both simplistic and profound. As I have read all his books I have noticed that although his stories are rather simple, and indeed he has taken much criticism for his writing style, the insights contained within the pages will illuminate your thoughts. Those who understand, understand.

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Summary: Surprisingly worthwhile
Review: When I read the first book in this series -- the Celestine Prophecy -- I was astonished at the low quality of writing, but couldn't help being struck by some of the profundity of the message. Well, I forgot about that book after reading it, though I did learn to apply some of its wisdom. So I was pleasantly surprised when I received this most recent addition to Redfield's series for Christmas (1999). I think the writing has improved a bit (that's a plus), and again I was caught by surprise at some of the profundity it contains. I have read only the first part of the book, but even in the first 50 pages Redfield skillfully communicates his idea of a 'prayer field' -- a field of intention that we all more or less unconsciously maintain and that truly determines what our world looks like to us. He lets the reader in on this insight, shows how it works for the ordinary man, and shows how it can be mastered by an individual who has learned the principles of its operation. I found myself immediately applying the principles described in the book in my own life -- the book served to remind me of fundamental truths. I look forward to reading the rest of it.

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Summary: No predestination, thank you.
Review: When The Celestine Prophecy came out, I read it eagerly, yet despite all the enthusiasm, I felt something was amiss. After following up with The Tenth Insight and The Secret of Shambhala, I can put a finger on the problem. Redfield manages to sugar-coat the bitter and treacherous pill of predestination efficiently enough that I swallow it, but once the coating wears off I gag and expel the stuff. Throughout the books there is that annoying overarching assumption that mightier and wiser beings, whether human or otherwise, "watch over and guide" the less fortunate among us who happen to disagree with the premise that "the right and true" destiny is already set, and our turmoil and tribulation stems from our refusal to walk this "wiser path." Perhaps Redfield would tell me that my fear and anger keep me from achieving my greatest potential? I would still respectfully disagree.