Death in Sedona +365 Days of James Arthur Ray
As mentioned here numerous times, James Scott Shore was a very dear friend of mine - a brother really. James died at the hands of one James Arthur Ray (aka. DeathRay)
the measure of the man
When I reflect on his absence, I still become mad. I still become sad. And I still have to subjugate the impulses that roil in my soul.
Truth be told, I cannot spend much time thinking on James' death. Or the manner in which he died. Or how seemingly senseless it was for him to die in the manner in which he did - without becoming very angry and wanting to exact payment for his stolen life. Likewise, I try to avoid thinking less selfishly - that is, I try to avoid thinking on the impact it has had on James' family - his widow, his children, his mom, sister, brother, etc. Because when I do think about what it means and what it will mean forever into the future, I begin to shift from light to darkness. And it becomes near impossible not to fantasize about exacting payment in full.
It is decidedly a good thing that I am a Christian. Because I cannot say with absolute certainty that were I an atheist I would not feel obligated to balance the scales. In the absence of a Divine Debt Collector, I might actually feel it was my place to reconcile the books.
I will not lie: I am not entirely easy to manage. I am as nasty as I am kind. Dan would understand this, given that he is also so-inclined. He has much better control of his darker side as it relates to revenge, however. A much gentler general disposition is he - yet, I can tell you that there is a very deep proclivity toward Justice and seeing Justice satisfied that must be genetic (so difficult to override it is). Almost mechanical and outside of the purview of reason it is.
To give you an example, I am shaking as I write this piece. I mean physically shaking. And I know what that is. I know why my body quakes. And it is scary. A younger me would not have had the wherewithal to contain the core.
This year has been brutal. And the only manner in which I have been able to plow through is on the one hand to think on how little my suffering is compared to James' children and wife - and on the other to recognize that I have a mission to see to... namely, serving his family and proving pridefully James' vision for this business had merit.
I don't understand these things any more today than a year ago.
But this anniversary does warrant a big fat loud "Fuck You" to James Arthur Ray. Well and truly, "Fuck You, James Arthur Ray. Charlatan, scam artist and mal-educated hack".
James Shore – Hero
On Wednesday of this week, James Arthur Ray was arrested on 3 counts of Manslaughter stemming from the tragedy in Sedona, AZ, over which he presided. I am informed that immediately following the indictment, but prior to his arrest, James Arthur Ray was tipped off that he would be arrested. So, his attorneys arranged to have him come to Arizona in anticipation of his arrest. The thought was to save him the negative PR of press covering his arrest in front of his giant mansion. That is, if there was to be a perp walk, there would be no mansion in the background or helicopter vantage coverage - I would suggest to avoid viewers from recalling memories of OJ Simpson-esque cinematography.
Through the power of the intartubes, however, I present the following for your viewing pleasure:
James Arthur Death Ray Perp Walk
That day, James' widow reported his arrest as "bittersweet". Sweet in that we all hope for Justice - and, in accordance with the debt Mr. Ray incurred payable to Society, it seems the wheels of Justice have finally drawn him close. Bitter, because it reminds us all that this unnecessary happening has resulted in far-reaching damage - both for the living and the dead. You see, Alyssa is focused on providing for her children first and foremost - and that takes the sort of energy that leaves none for fantasies of vengeance... no matter how understandable those fantasies might be.
Here is a picture of the whole (entire and unbroken) Shore family:
The Whole Family - James and his Beloved Treasures
Here is the image of the Ugliness that caused his death (image courtesy of The Salty Droid - The Windy City Avenger):
What Fraud Looks Like when The Piper Arrives to Collect
This is what the victims of negligence at the hand of Death Ray look like on a sunny, Summer day, out and about with their father... Daddy behind the camera:
"2006 balloon fiesta kids" - so entitled by James Shore
Will they remember that day? Or will they recall the last time they saw their father... he in state at the funeral home? Which will be seared into their memories?
On Thursday, I had the honor of remembering James a little bit to some of the local media. The buzz they were most interested in had to do with the public revelation and acknowledgment that James Shore died a Hero's Death... something we had inferred all along.
Here is audio of the attorney representing the women whose life was saved by James Shore.
Here is a companion story, featuring a long-time friend of James Shore testifying to the nature of his character.
Here is a quote from a witness of the aftermath...
Ray was standing about 10 feet away, watching, Bunn (a participant) said. "He didn't do anything, he didn't participate in helping. He did nothing. He just stood there."
James Arthur Ray did not deserve to share the same tent with James Scott Shore. One is a scoundrel... a coward... a fraud... James Shore was honest... courageous.... the Real Deal.
The starkest contrast for me is the SELFISH, SELF-CENTERED, EGOTISTICAL make up of James Arthur "HGH, Calf Implants, Hair Club for Men" Ray that was revealed in what he failed to do when the going got brutal WHEN COMPARED TO the SELFLESS and HEROIC fabric of the man we loved, James Scott Shore.
It reminds me of this quote from Patton:
Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge. It brings out all that is best; it removes all that is base. All men are afraid in battle. The coward is the one who lets his fear overcome his sense of duty. Duty is the essence of manhood.
James Arthur Ray could learn a lot from James Scott Shore. To begin with, he could have learned humility, love, courage, and selfless giving. But, alas, James Scott Shore (the dedicated husband and doting father of three) was never invited to appear on Oprah.
There are Heroes among us... they are few and far between to be sure. And far too often they die giving their lives for friends... demonstrating that "Greater Love" which a certain Emmanuel taught us... woe unto those whose negligence causes the lives of heroes to be spent on our behalf - and stolen from us all.
Stunning Development: James Arthur Ray Clears James Arthur Ray’s Name
Weird - When the Rape Victim Clearly Asks for It
What a pussy.
What a cowardly ass.
Read more from this Munt among Munts
UPDATE: Continues to SPAM Wife and Mother of Deceased
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: James Arthur Ray <jamesray@jamesray.com>
Date: Wed, Jan 13, 2010 at 7:34 PM
Subject: Important Update Regarding the Sedona Investigation
To: alyssa.gillespie@gmail.com
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For more than two months now we have been cooperating with Arizona authorities to help determine the cause of the tragic Sedona sweat lodge accident. We have worked to facilitate interviews involving the James Ray International employees and the authorities, and my representatives have also conducted a large number of interviews and collected a great deal of other information on their own. As this work continues now into the New Year, I believe it is time to share with you the information – two White Papers, along with supporting materials -- that my representatives have shared with Arizona authorities.
   * White Paper No. 1
   * White Paper No. 2
As always, we appreciate all the support that we’ve all received during this difficult situation and time.
Much love and respect,
James Arthur Ray
President/CEO
James Ray International, Inc.
UPDATE from Cassandra Yorgey: things that make you go hmmmmm.
"They closed the flap starting the 7th round. It was then someone said, ‘she's not breathing; I can't get her to move’. James Ray said, ‘doors down; we will deal with it later’. Someone said, ‘I can't take it, I am hurting’. James Ray then told them to quiet down he said, ‘I'm the one talking now’. Everyone seemed to quiet and Beverly said she was concentrating on getting through. The door came open and James Ray invited everyone who had left to come back in for the last round."
"Beverly said she tried to get up and was told to sit back down. That was when she looked at Sydney [Spencer] who was still unconscious. Beverly said Sydney's eyes were rolled back in her head and she had drainage coming from her mouth and nose and was barely breathing."
A participant who was at the hottest part of the death lodge reports the following:
"After Sidney [Spencer] was taken out, James (Shore) came back in and took that spot so now it is James and Kirby (Brown) to her left. They went another round and someone said something about Kirby, she believes it was James (Shore). The participant said they decided to roll her over because she was on her back and gurgling. She said it was awful like there was fluid in her breathing, like a snotty nose and gurgling and she said it was alarming. She would not respond to roll over and James went to the other side of her trying to turn her. The participant said she took her feet while still trying to stay flat to get her up so she was no longer on her back. James was pulling on her arms and talking to her all the while she continued to gurgle. The participant said she and James were face down trying to get this done. She said the next time she saw Kirby she was now laying on her side and James was facing towards her up on his arm coaching her along and talking to her. She said at one time James opened the back so there was light, trying to get air. She said it was requested that he close it. She said he asked that Kirby needed to come out. The participant said at that point James Ray said nobody else can leave at this time."
"The participant remembers thinking James (Shore) was so incredible helping Kirby. She said James Shore did ask to have Kirby moved. She said James (Shore) just put it out there (the statement that Kirby needed assistance) in a matter of fact tone. She said it was late in the process and they were pretty weak. She thinks James Shore said, we need help over here. She believes James Ray said the ceremony was going to continue, that no one else can leave at this point we have to close the gate. She said the gate was open when she (Kirby) was having this problem. I asked if everyone else could see Kirby and she said she didn't know because Kirby was a person away from her."
This is where I fell asleep at my keyboard last night, sobbing over the loss of two people I will never have the chance to meet. All accounts indicate that James Shore knew exactly how dangerous it was to go back into the death lodge, but he did it anyway to try and save Kirby Brown. James Shore died a hero’s death while James Ray, one of the only able-bodied people left, didn’t lift a finger. James Shore was alive and talking right up until the end of the last round. He probably would have survived if he and Kirby hadn’t been left in the death lodge.
Napoleon on Roids
Dr. Feelgood's most celebrated customer appears to be James Arthur Ray -
- Anastrozole
- Arimidex
- Finasteride
- Pregnenolone (prescribed by Dr. Rothenberg)
- Propecia (Dr. Burger, Dr. Marc Dauer)
- Thyroid Armour
- Diovan
- Genotropin (Dr. Berger)
- HCG
- HGH
- Methylcobalamin
- Testosterone Cypionate
James Arthur Ray... he's got the look!
UPDATE - outstanding pharmageddon analysis by this here person...
James Arthur Ray & the Gift that Keeps On Giving…
Cassandra Yorgey kicks Ray right where it already hurts...
Last, but not least, we come to the final prescription. Please take a moment to imagine a little drum roll right about now. James Ray takes Valtrex. For those of you that don’t have a television (or live in a country where they consider it bad taste to advertise drugs every five seconds) Valtrex is used to treat genital herpes. That’s right ladies; James Ray comes with a 2-3 week burning and itching sensation!
And the Salty Droid piles on...
He loves lies and pretending to be God :: She loves spankings and being called Cleopatra. He took money from people who died in a Death Lodge :: She took money from people who died in a Death Lodge. He likes giving people herpes :: She sees sexual disease as a sign of virility.
Outstanding!
Someone's Cell Block Girlfriend
James Arthur Ray emails Widow Just in Time for the Holidays!
On Christmas Eve, I went to visit my second earthly mother, Jane, in order to drop off James and Alyssa's eldest daughter's Christmas present (James Shore's lap top - which returned from Arizona without its owner). I stayed to visit with Jane - a wonderful and loving mother - an unrelenting advocate for her children - a mother who has twice had to bury one of her sons. She was stoic, per usual... but this didn't fool me. I have known Jane for years. While I wrote down the password for the computer, Jane was looking at a photo of James and Alyssa which she had pulled from the center of the fireplace mantle. I took note and drew a deep breath... Then she said, "He can never be replaced." I replied, "I know it." I exhaled slowly and affixed the sticky note to the machine's screen and closed the lap top that was once held in the loving hands of my brother James - to send it, gift wrapped, to his eldest daughter. That I was sending forth a relic - a cold, calculating-machine to his first child - in the guise of something she might want for Christmas was almost laughable. Who will embrace these children as their father?
James' youngest - his son, D, fell fast asleep knowing that in the morning he would know the truth of Santa Claus... He told Alyssa that if Santa was real, he would surely bring his father back (especially given how well-behaved he's been these past couple months.) He tucked himself in early, so excited was he that his father would be returned to him when he awoke. Who will give him his childhood back? Who will take him to the skate park, the movies, read to him the exploits of Frodo and Gandalf, and teach him about being a man? Who will see him off when the time comes for him to make his own way? Who will counsel him - as flesh-of-flesh, blood-of-blood?
Jane is right: he can never be replaced.
From: James Arthur Ray <jamesray@jamesray.com>
Date: Mon, Dec 21, 2009 at 5:36 PM
Subject: Happy holidays
To: alyssa.gillespie@gmail.com Happy holidays to all my friends and loved ones...
I just wanted to send out a quick message during this season to remind you to take time from all the typical rush to keep in mind the true value of what the holidays represent; to connect with your family; to count the many blessings you have in your life; to celebrate all your accomplishments for the year, whether great or small; to remember all the wonderful lessons you've learned, even if they came disguised as challenges; and to maybe most importantly take some time for yourself and reflect upon your dreams, intentions and values for the new year.
Happy holidays,James Arthur Ray
President/CEO
James Ray International, Inc.
This message was sent from James Arthur Ray to alyssa.gillespie@gmail.com. It was sent from: James Ray Intl, 5927 Balfour Court, Suite 104, Carlsbad, CA 92008. You can modify/update your subscription via the link below.
What an ass... a complete charlatan, murderer and horse's ass is no way to go through life.
UPDATE: when negligence becomes something much worse...
According to documents, a man who helped build the lodge told investigators he helped with the ceremonies three times, and every time people would end up in medical distress. He also said Ray ignored the problems.
James Shore, the "Heretic" - Dies on a "Good Day to Die"
During the sweat lodge, Beverley remembers hearing someone say, "I can't get her to move, I can't get her to wake up." James Ray replied, "Leave her alone, she'll be dealt with in the next round." This confirms the statements made by the Mercers. At one point, someone lifted up the side of the tent to get air. James reprimanded the person and said this was "sacrilegious". We determined through other interviews that the person lifting up the tarp to get air was one of the victims, James Shore. Beverley also stated that James Ray was saying things like, "You may think that you're going to die but you're not going to die." This further confirms the Mercer's statements.
Remember JAR… you are dust and to dust you shall return.
I can tell you what happens to a person's body when that person has died at the hands of the negligence of James Arthur Ray...
On October 8th, 2009, James Scott Shore died - one of three to die due to James Arthur Ray and team's negligence in Sedona, AZ - during Ray's so-called "Spiritual Warrior" retreat.
As I have chronicled to some extent here, James Shore's death turned Alyssa into a widow - and their three lovely children fatherless.
What I have not mentioned here is that my friend's - my brother's - body has been on ice ever since. That is, his corpse has not yet been put to rest. No. While James Arthur Ray's body continues to eat, shit, piss and sleep - James Shore's body has been in state. That is, his body has been - for the past 2.5 months - sitting in a cooler at the funeral home.
Of all of the things that have upset me regarding the death of James Shore at the hands of James Arthur Ray, the fact that his remains have been melting away in some locker for all of this time makes me perhaps more sick to my stomach than the fact that James cooked to death in the first place while Ray chastised a lone voice calling for him to put an end to the pressure cooker.
It is disgusting to think that my friend's body - the Temple of the Holy Spirit Himself - has been so abused. I understand why the authorities and the family chose to keep James' body intact. Out of necessity. In order that no evidence be destroyed. In order that when James Arthur Ray and his sycophants are called to account, Alyssa and James Shore's mother know that they in no way jeopardized the case against the man who killed their beloved James. But still, for the record it must be said that 2.5 months in state is enough to make one's skin crawl. And in my case, it is enough to boil my blood. My beautiful friend rotting slowly. As dignified as the funeral home has tried to make this awful necessity... this is a very undignified manner in which to have one's body treated.
For many this may seem a horrible thing for me to speak to. But my brother James would want me to scream it from the mountain tops... and he would not want me to pull punches, either. He would insist that I speak to the uncomfortable truth that insult has been heaped upon injury. And this awful state of affairs... both his unnecessary death and subsequent abuse of his body are both brought to us by James Arthur Ray.
If Ray were interested in justice, he would not have signaled that he intends to fight vigorously to defend himself - with all of his and James Ray International's treasure. As indefensible as his actions and then inaction are. As indefensible as leaving a widow and 3 orphans in no-man's land - with no money or means to sustain themselves without their beloved is. If he were interested in justice, my brother would have long since been committed to hallowed ground. This is to say that James Arthur Ray's sins against this innocent family and against God have since been compounded by his subsequent decisions. All of this, Cosmically, belongs to James Arthur Ray.
Today, James' body will FINALLY be cremated. The Temple of the Holy Spirit while he was alive will FINALLY be able to rest. To return to ash and dust.
Today happens to be the Winter Solstice. The darkest days are said to be behind us. And we once again witness the growth of light. The darkness is beaten back. In my Catholic faith, we normally wait to be reborn on Easter. But this year, I am going to hit reset at midnight tonight.
But before I forgive in my heart the scumbag charlatan snake-oil salesman that is James Arthur Ray... I here and now throw all suffering in the hearts of those who love and miss James Shore... all sadness... all insult... all hurt and pain away from us ---- BACK TO ITS RIGHTFUL OWNER: JAMES ARTHUR RAY. A pox on his house and all who defend him - until he REPENTS! REPENTS! REPENTS! and returns to the Lord God. May your days be enough to banish your pride and your nights full of terror until you embrace the Light.
James Scott Shore
Where’s Papa?
James Shore's children called him "Papa."
One of the wonderful things I get to do, having been James' close friend and business partner, is to surf all of his machines at work. This is a difficult, though necessary, thing to do. For one, I shouldn't have to. James should still be alive and with us today, but for James Arthur Ray's negligence. For another thing, it feels as if I am invading James' personal space... which I am. But his widow works to assemble to the best of her ability his estate. And his children still need to be fed and clothed. So I do this in loving memory of my brother and for the sake of his young family which now finds itself without their Papa.
While I scour James' machines and thumb-drives and "outboard" drives for tax returns, bank statements, mortgage statements, and all manner of account information... as I check each and every file for information relating to this or that, as necessary for the assemblage of his estate, I invariably encounter James.
Family photos - he has tons of them. And this in no way surprises me. I cannot look at them for long. Because I know I am looking at the happy times. The children, I, A, and D, are all smiles - as they were when Papa was still in their midst. He was a doting father. And, not surprisingly, Papa is missing from most of the photos - he, being behind the camera, prompting smiles.
Videos - in particular of the children singing Christmas carols for Alyssa, wife and mother. The children captured with missing teeth and barefoot in their warm and cozy family room. And James quietly conducting behind the camera.
Emails - lots of emails. Up and beyond the date of his death. SPAM does never really stop. Some I have to forward to Alyssa and cc myself - from James' accounts. And when I find them in my own email inbox, I am still shocked to see his name on my screen. Worst though was yesterday's email from James Arthur Ray. Crass. Awful.
Writings - James and I were finishing a book on Interactive Marketing. We were damn close after a solid year. Had written the introduction and everything. Remnants remain strewn across his files.
Dreams - James and I had no fewer than 10 projects we envisioned building together. Most pertaining to web portals and new interactive products. But also I have found images of homes in Boulder and info on acreage in Panama... these the dreams of where James envisioned himself and his family in the years to come. But James also had several projects he was pursuing on behalf of his friends. From alternative health websites to medicinal marijuana sites - he envisioned using our little company to advance other people's dreams too.
Where is Papa, James Arthur Ray? Where is father? Who will take the pictures this year and catalog them? Who will take the kids to the movies? Who will teach and comfort and love? Who will leave sweet nothings around the house for Alyssa to find?
Where is Papa?
Giving Thanks – a Day to Remember
Today, I will give thanks to God for all of his wonderful blessings.
I will remember some of them here:
1) I am thankful for my wife and kids
2) I am thankful for my friends and family
3) I am thankful for the roof over my head
4) I am thankful for being employed
5) I am thankful for food and clothing
6) I am thankful most of all for my Faith
Some others that come to mind:
1) I am thankful for the life of Kenneth Kleppin, my wife's uncle, who gave his life in Vietnam during a helicopter rescue attempt - I never met him, but I am thankful for his sacrifice.
2) I am thankful for those in my ancestry who chose to come to the New World - beginning with Matthew Howard in 1640, John Vause, Edward Dorsey, and Nicholas Wyatt (on my mother's side), and my Irish forebears who arrived at the turn of the 20th Century.
3) I am thankful for all of my ancestors who refused to take the soup. I am thankful to those of them who were "unreasonable" when it came to ethics, morality, and defending the Faith, protecting the hated, feeding the poor, clothing the naked.
4) I am thankful for the friends I have known, loved, and lost - Michael House, who succumbed to Leukemia - and James Shore, who was murdered by James Arthur Ray and his negligence.
Ultimately, I place all glory to God - knowing he will see properly to the Peacemakers and to the wicked alike. I thank Him for being merciful for those who repent and exacting justice from those who do not. I thank Him for leaving the weeds among the crops, so as Children of Light might not be uprooted with the children of darkness. I am thankful to God who is infinite Mercy and Justice. I am thankful that He will store his beloved and repentant sinners - His adopted sons and daughters - in His barn - and burn the weeds for all eternity. Because this present world is full of Light persevering to shine in the darkness of the evil one. And one day, the evil one and his legions of deceivers will reap what they have sown. And that makes me pleased... Either repent or burn - perfect Justice at a Cosmic scale. What is not to love and be thankful for about that?
Many Thanks to Roy & Jean
Yesterday - I had the distinct honor of attending a ceremony officiated by one of the Lakota People's Medicine Men. About 45 minutes from home. I went with Scott H, a dear friend of mine. We had a chance to visit with Roy and his wife, Jean (a tribal Shaman). Both of them are very holy people. They were extremely generous with their time and gracious with their words and counsel.The hospitality and welcome we felt was such a gift to both of us.
It was a great honor. And an absolutely amazing experience.
My visit reinforces the truth that while the expressions of love for the Creator vary, any glory given unto God is glory well-placed.
I pass Healing, Love, and Peace to all souls today - thank you Roy and Jean - for confirming that James Shore gave himself as a great gift to The People - all people. It was his final act. And it was profound.
Beware of false prophets. Beware of bastardizing and scandalizing sacred rites and anyone who attempts to sell Heaven.
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