I was down in Ponce Puerto Rico on business in the early 90s, It was a Thursday; I was waiting for a package to delivered to my client's facility which I needed in order to finish my assignment on Friday and catch my scheduled flight from San Juan Friday evening. Late Thursday Afternoon, I was informed by FedEx that the package would not arrive until Monday Morning. I could not get a room at only decent hotel in Ponce at the time over the weekend and needed to return my rental car to San Juan anyway, since they would not allow me to extend my rental either, without hitting me with a huge fee since it was right in the middle of tourist season.
By time I got up to San Juan Friday afternoon in was pouring rain and the weekend rental car rates were a total ripoff. I happen to look at a monitor which had weather reports for the surrounding islands and noticed St. Thomas looked Sunny, as I was rescheduling my return flight I asked if any flights were leaving to St. Thomas. I was informed one was leaving in 30 minutes and the cost of the round trip flight was roughly what the cost of a single day car rental for Saturday if I stayed in San Juan.
Needless to say I caught the flight to beautiful St. Thomas but was still stressed out about, my circumstances and having to wait until Monday to finish my assignment. I happened to get a room at a motel within walking distance from the airport which even came with a free complimentary drink at it's Tiki Bar overlooking the ocean, and was about half the price of the room I would have been staying at in rainy St Juan. After I checked in, I unloaded by two pieces of luggage changed into beach wear and proceeded to have that complimentary drink, as I waited for the drink to arrive, nervously tapping my foot, and after about the third time I looked at my wrist to check the time, each time noticing that I left my watch back in the room. I finally asked a local who was also sitting at the bar "What time it was" He paused for a moment, gave me a look as if I was crazy, then looked up at the sky and said "Daytime" Well from that moment on I was relaxed as could be and the rest of my trip was an absolute pleasure. It's almost twenty years later I still do not wear a watch.
Now if I was in Scientology, I would be claiming my OT powers got me to St. Thomas and I would be thanking Ron, for the local in the bar bitchslapping me into present time.
The point I'm making, it's not Scientology that changed my emotional state that day or is helping other change their emotional state either. It is basic self help concepts routinely practiced by many people, most without even knowing it. Hubbard happen to package them so he could manipulate people with them and sell them as Scientology. Yes Scientology is a con
Hip Hip Hooray and Thanks Ron for being such a douche bag