Part memoir, part investigative journalism, Wellmania explores the nearly $4 trillion dollar wellness industry through the eyes of a humorous and heavy drinking travel writer who yearns, as she approaches midlife, to clean up her act. This book is an illuminating and emotional roller coaster of the best kind, twisting through the weird worlds of extreme fasting, Balinese healing culture, yoga and meditation, luxury retreats and finally, the cavern that's been chiseled by the swift decline of religious culture, particularly in the West. The wellness industrial complex, for better or worse, exists to address this spiritual malaise and yet with it has come a phenomenal rise in narcissism, solipsism, loneliness and despair. Delaney picks up on this very real problem while the rest of the world continues Instagramming their green juices and downward facing dog poses (poolside, in fancy pants).
I have worked in the wellness industry for five years, running a fitness & coaching business in Southeast Asia, and am acutely aware of the many problems arising from the industry's explosive growth, including a strange new kind of spiritual hodge podge and the continued exploitation of cultures (see Bali, the Philippines, Thailand) to appease rapacious tourists searching for their own "Eat Pray Love" experience. Reading "Wellmania" was a breath of fresh air, and made me feel less insane about my own observations.
A brilliant book by a talented, funny writer, and I'd love to read the sequel if she decides to take a magnifying glass to her own spiritual adventure.