Wow, this was a truly horrid, vapid mess of a book. From it's overly shallow engagement with its material, to the utterly terrible excuse for prose, Material Girl, Mystical World is no better than a crappy news stand magazine, meant to be consumed and forgotten in a short amount of time.
Why do I keep grabbing crappy books and tormenting myself? For the past couple years, I've been reading in new areas, and the best way to get a sense of what is out there is to read broadly and without too much initial hesitation over picking up something new. You'll rapidly find out what works for you. Unfortunately, the new age/metaphysical field has a lot of junk literature. A LOT. I was originally drawn to Warrington's book because a HarperCollins release has to be somewhat higher quality, right? I need to stop thinking big publisher means actual editing. Bad Maggie, bad! Additionally, I went in thinking that a book that deals with trying to reconcile a modern, technological life with the realities and beliefs of more spiritual interests would be a fascinating and potentially useful book. Unfortunately, that's not what I got. Instead of worrying about whether she would need to put her brain away to engage in spiritual practices, Warrington is more concerned about whether people will think she's a dirty hippie. She wants to be cool, and lucky for her, spiritualism is currently trendy. Woo.
Warrington was originally a magazine writer for fashion, and, to be honest, it shows. While she's great at telling you what expensive clothing various people she meets are wearing, actually digging into and understanding the topics that she's trying to teach people about is the weakest part of the book. Not only does she not present any sort of useful skepticism, she doesn't even give readers enough information to really get a sense of all the different practices she explores. Her writing is clumsy and juvenile. Though I would expect a magazine writer to at least know the power of brevity, editing was obviously not a priority for this book. There are useless asides, hashtags, and chatspeak littered through the pages that do nothing but make this feel like a book written by a much younger woman. When I read that Warrington was 40, I was honestly shocked because the style and narration of this piece was so immature.
Warrington is very concerned with the consumer end of spiritualism. She recommends expensive jewelry, small batch artisinal makeup, and expensive guru services (because these are skills you couldn't possibly learn on your own). She speaks about how spiritualism makes it so that she doesn't crave things like status as much, and yet with all the namedropping of products and people, it is obvious that's not the case. There's nothing wrong about being concerned about the safety of the products you use and consume, but there's a definite appeal to exclusive branding here. Ironic given how so many of the products she talks about are made by spiritual practitioners for a fraction of the price that she's probably paying. No, you don't need to spend several thousand dollars on a piece of high vibrational crystal jewelry. Hell, your local new age shop can help you pick out a stone and wire wrap it yourself for under $50. Not all small batch cosmetics cost half your pay cheque, and healthy food doesn't need to be from a specialty vegan store. And dear lord, while having teachers can be useful, you do not need to pay someone to give you a special mantra to be able to engage in chanting-based meditation.
Finally, we need to talk about cultural appropriation. I know some people freak out whenever the concept is mentioned, but damn is it relevant in the case of this book. Warrington hops between spiritual traditions willy-nilly, rarely even giving a passing mention of where they come from. She works with modern shamans, goes on spirit quests, and connects with her spirit animals. All of these processes are cultural or religious practices of various people around the world; practices that people still engage in today. Now, I don't want to imply that people are not allowed to explore themselves without worrying about offending people, but cultural appropriation isn't about denying anyone experiences. Cultural appropriation is about power and privilege, something this author seems to have no concept of. There's a serious problem in the world when some random former corporate exec can decide his new job is flying around the world to work for other important, wealthy people by leading them on "spirit quests" that he's reinterpreted to be modern. I bet his services cost a ridiculous sum of money, yet actual shamans in the US struggle to even be able to practice their skills, and they certainly aren't rolling in money or benefiting from a "modern" shaman's bastardization of their culture. If all you are doing is taking from another culture without giving back to said culture, you're doing wrong. Full stop. Sure, talk about helping people all you want, but when you leave the creators of a spiritual practice out of your modern practice, you're just stealing. Crystal healing, herbalism, saging... all of these are living practices. Warrington seems to suggest that she and her Now Age crew (or Numinous, whatever buzz word you want to use) have reinvented stuff that is still practiced. That they've made it better. That's most certainly cultural appropriation, and if you're interested in many of her practices, you will be better off looking at where they came from. Too bad that's basically never addressed in this book...
All in all, Material Girl, Mystical World is a capitalist, hyperconsumer driven version of spiritualism. Though Warrington talks about how it makes her kinder and better, she speaks little to how improving herself does anything for anyone but herself.