Domino has a reputation for being a ladies man who presents himself to fragile women as a guru of sorts. Note: I have never dated this man. At the time of this writing, his typical m.o. is to approach mutual female friends in a spiritual/social setting, and tell them he can heal them of their childhood trauma with his own brand of energy work.  He won’t disclose who he’s formerly trained with nor what technique he uses. He’s a handsome guy, he’s single, he can be charming and witty.  He schedules private and group sessions and the students end up being pitted against each other from behind the scenes with favoritism and outcasting due to sexual relationships he asks them to keep secret.  I know because through the last dozen years I’ve done readings for people who have been involved with him and his classes (including 2 he was “engaged” to) and heard their experience.  Each thought they were planning a future together. He  comes off like a sexual predator, and that is what he’s known for.  When I mentioned it to him once, he laughed if 0ff as being “their problem and maybe that’s what he’s here to fix.”  It’s not my job to police what anyone else is doing nor determine what their karma with anyone might be.    Their own momentum will catch up with them soon enough. I know how tempting it can be to have a handsome, engaging man in front of you spouting spiritual truths and telling you they can heal you.  The chemistry you feel means there’s a lesson to learn.  Chemistry does not necessarily mean you’re found The One.   The lesson might be: if you knew he was doing this with ten other women at the same time, all behind the scenes, saying the same words, making the same plans as soul mates for a future together, would that impact his value to you as a teacher?  If all the rest was a lie to keep you as a paying student he could have sex with, is the lesson worth the weekly tuition? Just some food for thought.

* I share these here because it is a Universal scenario. In the last 30 years I’ve counseled with hundreds of women with the same story.

Two years later he’s back on the scene and I wrote Pretend To Reconcile Just To Get Back at an Ex?  Afterward, a few exes weighed in:

How many times I heard my ex tell stories about what an insane, psycho bitch his ex-wife was, how frigid and unloving his common-law wife was, and how stupid and useless his first wife was. IT’S NEVER THE NARCISSIST’S FAULT. Did you know I’m a terrible mother who’s mentally unstable and belongs in a psychiatric institution? That’s the story he tells about ME. If you’re his next victim–don’t worry, eventually he’ll have a defaming story to tell about you, too. And when he tells it, they’ll be a tear in his eye and a sad little catch in his voice, poor dear. The moral: Learn to identify and stay away from narcissists.

Psychopaths look just like the rest of us. If you want to try to pick them out, look for the trail of disaster that follows them. Look for the string of jobs they can’t keep (because they can’t get along with anyone, although that won’t be the reason they tell you) or the “crazy” women from past relationships (they tells you they’re crazy so you won’t believe them when they try to tell people they were abused). Look for the stories that don’t add up, or the kids they don’t support. Look for the arrogance, and the failure to ever accept responsibility for a mistake. And the lies… oh, the lies…

And finally,

from a friend.