How interesting to see this "tribute" to Virginia Downsborough here.
She was, indeed, a remarkable lady, and probably had more Avatar
students than any other Avatar "master." Harry was deeply indebted to
her for a number of reasons, but toward the end of her life, when she
solicited his support for a new program she had hoped to start to
introduce Resurfacing to children, Harry reportedly refused. He
apparently didn't want someone outside the immediate organization to
create a program designed to disseminate his ideas. In addition,
Virginia was notorious bad with money, and it seems that Harry didn't
trust her, at age 83, to handle the administration of such a program,
when he was expected to foot the bill. It broke Virginia's heart.
Some months later, she developed cancer, (she had smoked her whole
life, but gave it up a few years after being introduced to Avatar). I
often tried to get her to use CHP on the cancer but she wouldn't. I
think she had simply lost the will to live.
Virginia, as anyone who spent any time with her can tell you,
(especially anyone who spent time as a guest in her spectacular
hilltop home in Santa Barbara, where the most characteristic sound was
Virginia's slicing of crusty hot bread for one meal or another), was a
thoroughly lovable woman. She had the capacity to flow so much
appreciation toward you that you simply basked in it. She was L. Ron
Hubbard's personal assistant for a number of years, but was never a
died-in-the-whole acolyte. She once told me "I never considered Ron
to be anything other than a man; certainly not some kind of god." She
had completely abandoned Scientology for Avatar (which is, contrary to
the protestations of many detractors, hardly derivative of
Scientology, except in a few very minor ways). The story of how
Avatar's early success relied heavily on Scientology's diaspora is an
interesting one, and should be told in a book someday; Virginia had a
curious way of coloring her delivery of the Avatar course with a few
exercises she'd remembered from Scientology, but it was her
consideration that Avatar basically left Scientology in the dust. Her
presence was always one of the star features of the Wizards course,
and Avatar students and Masters flocked to her like moths to a porch
light.
What anyone who met her remembers about Virginia is that she was a
kind of female Obi-Wan Kenobi: Wise, kind, gentle wry, curious, spry
and witty; fierce when fierceness was required, but always acting out
of pure love. Plus, she was one of the early fans of Tempurpedic
mattresses. And an avid supporter of Hillary Clinton. A fan of Maya
Angelou, and one hell of a gourmet cook. She was confused and
saddened by Eldon's relentless attacks on Harry Palmer. Her viewpoint
of Eldon was that he was a bright man who had gotten some sort of burr
in his saddle and had an enormous amount of fixed attention on Harry.
She had tried to talk some sense into him but eventually abandoned
that idea as a hopeless cause. Among Virginia's students were Terry
Cole Whittaker and a number of movie and TV actors, not to mention
dozens and dozens of ordinary citizens who, after taking the course
with Virginia, would make pilgrimages to her house for years
afterward. I think Avatar owes her a great deal to this day, in
exchange for the enormous goodwill she engendered for the Cours. She
was an amazing woman, and a singular human being. She is, and will
always remain, very much missed.