The Drunkard Who Built the Road to Alcoholics Anonymous

The Story Everyone Gets Wrong

The standard history of Alcoholics Anonymous fits on an index card. Carl Jung treats an American alcoholic named Roland Hazard in the early 1930s, tells him that only a genuine spiritual experience can save him, and sends him home. Hazard joins the Oxford Group, finds a measure of sobriety, and passes the message to Ebby Thacher. Thacher carries it to Bill Wilson. Wilson gets sober, writes the Twelve Steps, and the rest is history.

Every link in that chain is accurate. The problem is what the chain leaves out: the decades of accumulated experience that made Jung’s advice to Hazard possible in the first place. Without that backstory, Jung’s prescription sounds like a theological platitude — a doctor throwing up his hands and telling a dying man to find God. With it, the prescription becomes something else entirely: a precise diagnosis rooted in philosophical conviction, personal witness, and years of proximity to a living, breathing alcoholic whose spiritual thirst and self-destruction appeared to spring from the same source.

The missing pieces are a Harvard psychologist named William James, a Spanish anthropologist and drunkard named Jaime de Angulo, and a Pueblo elder named Mountain Lake. Their stories converge in Jung’s life across a span of sixteen years, from 1909 to 1926, and the sequence they create does not merely enrich the history of A.A. It rewrites the origin story.

William James and the Permission to Take Spirituality Seriously

The story begins at Clark University in Massachusetts in September of 1909, when the up-and-coming Swiss psychiatrist Carl Jung — then 34 years old, still Sigmund Freud’s favored pupil — traveled to the United States to lecture at a conference organized by Stanley Hall. William James was there. He was 67, in the final year of his life, and already the most celebrated psychologist in America.

James had spent decades working a problem that most of his colleagues refused to touch. Through his masterwork, The Varieties of Religious Experience (1902), he had demonstrated that sudden, involuntary religious conversions were psychologically real events with measurable effects on behavior and personality. They were not delusions, not wish-fulfillment, not symptoms of unresolved trauma — they were empirical phenomena that demanded explanation on their own terms. His framework, which he called radical empiricism, insisted that the truth of any experience is founded upon the meaning and value a person ascribes to it. The effects of religious conversions can be studied and verified, James argued, while what causes them cannot. This was a philosophical revolution: it gave spiritual experience the same epistemological standing as any other form of human data.

James was no armchair theorist about altered states, either. He had used nitrous oxide to access mystical experience himself. He had hiked himself into near-collapse on mountains chasing the same feeling. He was, by his own private admission in letters and journals, obsessed with whether he had ever truly undergone a religious conversion of his own (Peterson, 2024).

When Jung met James at Clark, the encounter struck him deeply enough that he wrote about it nearly fifty years later, in a 1957 letter, remembering that James “spoke to Jung without looking down on him” and “answered my questions and interjections as though speaking to an equal” (Jung, Letters, vol. 2). This was not a small thing. Jung had just endured the Atlantic crossing with Freud, during which Freud had asked Jung to interpret one of his dreams but refused to share a key detail for fear it would “tarnish his reputation” — an incident that marked the beginning of their estrangement. James, by contrast, treated Jung as a peer. Jungian scholar Steven Herrmann has argued that Jung left Clark seeing James as “a spiritual guru,” reconnecting to a sense of vocation that the dynamic with Freud had begun to erode (Herrmann, 2021).

What James gave Jung was not a theory. It was permission. Permission to take the full range of human consciousness — including chemically altered states, including mystical experience, including the kind of radical psychic upheaval that overtakes people in extremis — seriously within a scientific framework. Jung would carry that permission forward for decades. Without it, the advice he eventually gave Roland Hazard is unintelligible.

The Drunkard on the Eastern Slopes of Mount Shasta

Jaime de Angulo graduated from medical school at Johns Hopkins in 1912 and promptly abandoned civilized life. He used money from his estranged father to buy a plot of land on the eastern slopes of Mount Shasta in far northern California, where he intended to raise cattle. Instead, he met the Ajumawi, a branch of the Pit River Tribe, and everything changed.

Jaime was a linguist by instinct and a restless soul by constitution. He bonded fast with the tribe’s people, especially a young shaman named Sukmit, with whom the nature of his relationship went well beyond anthropological inquiry. “How many ditches have we shared for a bed with a bottle of fire water?” Jaime later wrote of his time with Sukmit (de Angulo, Indians in Overalls, 1990). He spent entire seasons in those mountains, learning the Ajumawi language, cataloging their myths, and participating in their religious ceremonies — ceremonies that centered on something Jaime called “the wonder stuff.”

Scholars puzzled over that reference for decades. Herrmann, in his unpublished essay on Jaime and Jung, speculated that whatever the wonder stuff was, “it was, from a feeling standpoint, the real thing: authentic religious experience that connected him to the Self in its non-dual aspect” (Herrmann, 2014). But Herrmann assumed it was likely “fire water” — alcohol.

It was not alcohol. Research into obscure anthropological literature turned up an article by Floyd Buckskin, headman of the Ajumawi, and his co-author Arlene Benson, published in the Journal of California and Great Basin Anthropology. Buckskin reported that “there is evidence that Ajumawi people living in the Fall River Valley southeast of Mount Shasta now use a yellow mushroom with hallucinogenic properties (A. Pantherina) for religious purposes, and have done so at least since the early part of the twentieth century” (Buckskin and Benson, 2005). This particular species of Amanita pantherina — lethal at high doses — grows from the root matter of birch and pine trees on the eastern slopes of Mount Shasta. Each spring, the shamans take a sacred pilgrimage to gather the mushrooms, drying them in small leather pouches for later use. Buckskin explains that during healing ceremonies, shamans would ingest the mushrooms to induce a trance that allowed the doctor to “see the shadow or spirit of the patient” (Buckskin and Benson, 2005).

The wonder stuff was psychedelic mushrooms. And Jaime — drunkard, medical doctor, anthropologist, and adopted member of the tribe — had been taking them in sacred ceremony with the Ajumawi’s shamans for years. He kept their secret, too, because the use of hallucinogenic mushrooms had gone underground along with other Native American religious practices in the face of the U.S. government’s campaign to systematically eradicate indigenous religion and culture — the policy known as “Kill the Indian, save the man” (Peterson, 2024).

Jaime was many things. Ezra Pound called him “America’s Ovid.” Allen Ginsberg praised his poetry. Gary Snyder considered him a hero. He was a cross-dressing, gun-toting bisexual who rode naked through the streets of Big Sur, bareback and brandishing a firearm, and who once got himself blackballed from UC Berkeley for simply not showing up to teach his summer classes in Oaxaca, Mexico — the psychedelic mecca where Westerners would “discover” magic mushrooms thirty years later. “Decent anthropologists don’t associate with drunkards who go rolling in ditches with shamans,” he said of himself, poking fun at his former boss, Alfred Kroeber, the head of UC Berkeley’s anthropology department (de Angulo, Indians in Overalls, 1990).

But underneath the legend, Jaime was a drunk like few are. Andrew Schelling, likely the world’s leading authority on Jaime’s life, had never really considered that fact until it was pointed out to him. Neither had Herrmann. Both scholars were initially uncomfortable with the claim — a reflexive response that says more about the stigma surrounding alcoholism than about the evidence. Within fifteen minutes of reading Jaime’s history, anyone familiar with the disease can see it plainly. Schelling, once he thought about it, admitted: “You’re probably right. All the stories are about Jaime drinking.” Then he told a story: Jaime would buy a case of rum — twelve big bottles — get drunk on one, and hide the other eleven out in the forest on the hillside. When he sobered up and ran out, he would wander through the trees, whistling and singing, “Oh rum, oh bottle of rum, where are you? Come to daddy.” Schelling described it as a shamanic chant that Jaime had likely learned from Sukmit — a way of summoning the alcoholic spirit (Peterson, 2024).

Nobody, in all the books and poems and scholarly articles written about Jaime de Angulo, had ever connected him to the emergence of Alcoholics Anonymous. That connection becomes apparent only when you examine his relationship with Jung during the early to mid-1920s — ten years before Bill Wilson began his own journey into sobriety.

Route 66, a Straight Razor, and the Roof of the World

Jung had first heard about Jaime from his patient Cary — Jaime’s ex-wife, who was in analysis with Jung in Zurich. Intrigued by Jaime’s immersion in Ajumawi religion and concerned about his alcoholism, Jung invited him to Bollingen Tower in 1923. They spent a week camping on an island in the lake, exchanging ideas about primitive thought and mythology. Then Jaime’s house burned down back in California, and he left abruptly. Jung sent him $500 — equivalent to about $10,000 today — to help him rebuild. It was more money than Jung ever gave to anyone else during his life (Herrmann, 2014; Peterson, 2024).

In January 1925, Jung came to the United States on a whim. Jaime persuaded him to visit the Taos Pueblo in New Mexico, where Jaime had been initiated into some of the tribe’s rituals the previous year. The Taos had begun inviting influential Westerners to witness their traditions as part of an effort to push back against the government campaign that was destroying their religion and culture. Jaime convinced them that Jung — the world-renowned founder of analytical psychology — could help transmit their message.

Jung telegrammed Jaime from the south rim of the Grand Canyon: rent a car, pick me up, no expense to you. A few days later, Jaime showed up in a rented 1923 Chevrolet, and they set off down the corridor of U.S. Highway 66 — then under construction — south from Grand Canyon to Flagstaff, east through the desert toward Gallup, Albuquerque, and Taos. They were not flying eighty miles an hour down Interstate 40 the way travelers do today. They were driving thirty, maybe thirty-five miles an hour, on unpaved road, through desolate canyon country. The trip probably took days. And for those days, Carl Jung was trapped in a car with a hardcore, practicing alcoholic — a man who, knowing alcoholism the way anyone who has lived with it does, would have given Jung more firsthand knowledge of “the stark realities that a practicing alcoholic must face, even one who saw the world through a mythical lens” (Peterson, 2024).

What happened when they arrived at Taos is the stuff of legend — literally, because with Jaime, it is almost impossible to separate history from myth. Andrew Schelling, in his book Tracks Along the Left Coast, tells the story:

One morning, Jung and his traveling companions sat at a table in the settler’s village of Taos, discussing the deep mysteries of Pueblo mythology. Jaime watched with mounting disquiet. How could these Europeans understand a people without knowing their language, their land, their material ways of life? Ceremonies and sand paintings come out of thousands of years of tradition and practical metaphysics. They are not produced by lunatics in European asylums. The Pueblo elders who hold this knowledge are not mental patients. They curate a precise science. Jaime grew restless as the Swiss and German men talked. He leaned over the table, took a straight razor from his pocket, and sliced his throat ear to ear (Schelling, 2017; Peterson, 2024).

Whether it happened exactly that way is uncertain — one of Jaime’s doctors later confirmed seeing a scar running from ear to ear on his neck, though it may have come from a later suicide attempt. Either way, the gesture speaks: Jaime was watching Jung psychologize the sacred traditions of people he loved, and something in him broke.

Despite the volatility, what happened next would change Jung’s life. He met with Antonio Mirabal, a Taos elder whose native name was Mountain Lake. In his autobiography, Memories, Dreams, Reflections, Jung recounted the conversation:

Mountain Lake told Jung that the whites “always want something. They are always uneasy and restless. We do not understand them. We think that they are mad.” When Jung asked why, Mountain Lake replied: “They say that they think with their heads.” Jung, surprised, asked what Mountain Lake thought with. “We think here,” Mountain Lake said, indicating his heart.

Then Mountain Lake shared his people’s cosmology: “After all, we are a people who live on the roof of the world; we are the sons of Father Sun, and with our religion we daily help our father to go across the sky. We do this not only for ourselves, but for the whole world. If we were to cease practicing our religion, in ten years the sun would no longer rise. Then it would be night forever” (Jung, MDR, 1963).

Jung was staggered. He had spent years studying world religions and indigenous psychology in books. Now he stood face to face with a man who lived inside a myth so completely that his daily existence was cosmologically meaningful — and Jung felt his own poverty by comparison. Jungian analyst David Barton has argued that in this moment, “Jung becomes face to face with his own whiteness” for the first time — that Mountain Lake’s quiet indictment was directed personally at a man who still thought with his head and was searching for something he could not find (Peterson, 2024).

The Spiritual Bypass That Killed Jaime

Back in the Bay Area, Jaime’s life continued its long downward spiral. And here the story turns from adventure to tragedy — the kind of tragedy that anyone who has loved an alcoholic recognizes.

Herrmann, in his unpublished essay, arrived at a critical insight: what Jaime was suffering from was a spiritual bypass. The term itself was coined decades later by psychologist John Welwood, who defined it as “the use of one’s spirituality, spiritual beliefs, spiritual practices, and spiritual life to avoid experiencing the emotional pain of working through psychological issues” (Welwood, 1984). But Jung appears to have understood the dynamic long before Welwood named it. In a letter Jaime wrote to Cary after visiting the Taos Pueblo, he admitted that the Pueblo elder Tony Lujan had told him, “I have only spirituality to give you. Take it or leave it — but don’t give me headaches.” Then Jaime added: “Jung said all that to me, last summer, but I wasn’t ripe to understand, then. I am more so, now” (de Angulo, The Old Coyote of Big Sur, 1995).

The pattern was clear. Jaime’s experiences with the Ajumawi’s sacred mushrooms were, by Herrmann’s assessment, “the real thing: authentic religious experience.” But authentic spiritual experience, without a corresponding exploration of one’s own traumatic history — what Bill Wilson would later formalize as the Step Four inventory of resentment, fear, and shame — produces a bypass. As Peterson writes: “By adopting the ways of the shaman, Jaime had transformed his religious beliefs, but without complementary regressive analysis, Jaime would forever revert to being driven by a hundred forms of fear, self-delusion, self-seeking, and self-pity whenever he came down off the mountain or the drugs” (Peterson, 2024).

The destruction accumulated. In 1933, while living in Big Sur, Jaime drove off a cliff in a caravan of cars one night — probably under the influence, though nobody was taking police reports for drunk driving in 1933. The car fell nearly two hundred feet through the redwoods before hitting a creek. Jaime’s nine-year-old son Alvar was killed. One apocryphal story, recounted by Schelling, says that Jaime’s body pinned his son to the wreckage for twelve hours, and that one of Jaime’s broken ribs pierced the boy’s heart. Whether that detail is legend or fact, the child was dead, and Jaime lay shattered in the wreck until someone flagged down a passing motorist the next morning (Schelling, 2017; Peterson, 2024).

He never recovered. He got strung out on the opiates they gave him for pain. His second wife Nancy left him. He tried to commit suicide. He moved to San Francisco alone, worked as a janitor, and was diagnosed with prostate cancer. Part of the treatment involved castration, and in what can only be described as a final act of the trickster archetype, Jaime — without testicles — took to dressing as a woman and going out to the bars on North Beach, hitting on women so convincingly that most didn’t realize he was a man (Peterson, 2024).

Near the end of his life, he was invited to record a series of stories at a radio station in the Bay Area. These recordings — the “Old Time Stories” — survive today, preserving the myth of the Ajumawi that Jaime had dedicated his life to protecting. He died in 1950, leaving us to wonder whether he ever heard of the strange new spiritual movement called Alcoholics Anonymous that had been growing in the Bay Area since the late 1930s, with dozens of weekly meetings throughout the region by the mid-1940s. He probably walked past the buildings where they met.

Six Weeks: The Compressed Timeline That Changes Everything

Jung left Taos in early 1925 and almost immediately departed for Africa. On the Athi Plains of Kenya, alone on the windswept savannah, watching vast herds of gazelle and zebra moving like slow rivers across the landscape, the legend of the Taos came back to him. Mountain Lake’s cosmology — the sons of Father Sun, helping their father cross the sky — fused with Jung’s own psychological framework. In a moment of what he described as overwhelming clarity, Jung discovered the myth he had been searching for: that human consciousness is what gives the world its objective existence, that without it the earth would have gone on “in the profoundest night of non-being down to its unknown end.” The Taos helped the Sun rise. Jung’s myth was that the individuated ego does the same work — shedding an ever-expanding light of awareness upon the world. He called it a myth of expanding consciousness (Jung, MDR, 1963; Peterson, 2024).

Here is where the conventional timeline collapses and the real story emerges.

For decades, scholars assumed that Roland Hazard’s monthlong analysis with Jung occurred in 1931. Wilson himself stated that date in a letter to Jung, which seems to be the source of the confusion. But recent primary source research by Amy Colwell Bluhm, Cora Finch, and others — drawing on previously unearthed letters and journals from the Hazard family — has placed the analysis in May of 1926: just six to eight weeks after Jung returned from Africa (Bluhm, 2006; Finch, 2007; Peterson, 2024).

This changes everything. The conventional narrative gives Jung five or six years to process his experiences before Hazard walked in. The corrected timeline gives him six weeks. Jaime’s destruction was still raw. Mountain Lake’s challenge — we think here, indicating his heart — was still reverberating. The myth of expanding consciousness was barely formed. And into that charged space walked a wealthy American businessman with a drinking problem so severe that no treatment had worked.

Jung told Hazard the truth. He said that his case was medically hopeless — that no psychiatric treatment available could overcome his compulsion to drink. The only possibility Jung could identify was a genuine conversion experience, something James had studied, something Jaime had tasted but never integrated, something Mountain Lake simply lived. Jung called it “a vital spiritual experience” — an event of sufficient depth and power to reorganize the entire psyche. He told Hazard that while his “religious convictions were good, they did not spell the vital spiritual experience” he needed. The connection had to be original and primary — not borrowed from any existing dogma (Alcoholics Anonymous, 1939; Peterson, 2024).

This was not a guess. It was not a theological platitude from a doctor out of options. It was the distillation of everything Jung had absorbed in the preceding sixteen years — James’s radical empiricism, Jaime’s shamanic alcoholism, Mountain Lake’s living cosmology, his own myth of expanding consciousness discovered on the African savannah — concentrated into a single clinical recommendation delivered to a man who had six weeks to live or six weeks to change.

Hazard relapsed, as Jung probably expected. He took “geographics” — the alcoholic’s delusion that a new location will produce a new character. He went to Africa along the same route Jung had traveled. He bought land in New Mexico. He wound up in the hospital again. But eventually, through the Oxford Group, Hazard found a measure of sobriety and passed the Jungian message to Ebby Thacher, who passed it to Bill Wilson, who — lying in a hospital bed in December 1934 — cried out, “If there is a God, let him show himself to me,” experienced his famous white light, and began the chain of events that produced the Twelve Steps (Peterson, 2024).

Spiritus Contra Spiritum

In January 1961, more than three decades after their encounter, Bill Wilson wrote to Jung thanking him for the advice he had given Hazard. Jung’s reply, written shortly before his death, contained the phrase that encodes the deepest paradox of recovery:

“You see, ‘alcohol’ in Latin is spiritus, and you use the same word for the highest religious experience as well as for the most depraving poison. The helpful formula therefore is: spiritus contra spiritum.”

Spirit against spirits. The phrase is typically glossed as “counter alcoholism with spirituality,” which captures the practical recommendation but misses the structure beneath it. The Latin word spiritus holds both meanings at once — the Holy Spirit and distilled spirits — and Jung chose it deliberately. He did not say “God against alcohol” or “prayer against drinking.” He said spirit against spirit: the same word, the same force, turned against itself.

This is why Peterson’s central theoretical contribution matters. In The Shadow of a Figure of Light, he identifies what he calls the archetype of the Alcoholic — a paradoxical psychic image that encompasses both poles of the alcoholic’s experience: the lowest human degradation and the highest spiritual aspiration. The archetype belongs to the family of the Trickster, which Jung described as humankind’s oldest archetypal figure, one that holds opposites in tension — sacred and profane, creative and destructive, wise and foolish — without resolving them (Jung, CW 9i; Peterson, 2024).

Jaime de Angulo was a living embodiment of this archetype. His instinctual drive toward intoxication and his capacity for genuine spiritual experience did not merely coexist — they were expressions of the same underlying energy. This is what Jung saw in him, and it is what spiritus contra spiritum encodes: the energy that compels the alcoholic toward destruction is not different in kind from the energy that drives the mystic toward God. Recovery does not eliminate the drive. It redirects it. The compulsive willingness to sacrifice everything upon the altar of intoxication becomes, when redirected, the compulsive willingness to surrender everything to the care of Spirit, as suggested in Step Three. The mechanism is identical. The object changes.

The Twelve Steps, in this reading, are not a folk remedy that happened to work. They emerged from a specific intellectual tradition — Jamesian empiricism filtered through Jungian depth psychology, tested against the lived reality of Jaime de Angulo’s shamanic alcoholism and refined by Jung’s encounter with Mountain Lake’s cosmology — and they encode a specific psychological mechanism: the transformation of instinctual energy through encounter with the numinous. The Trickster becomes the Shaman. The drunkard who went rolling in ditches becomes, if he survives, the wounded healer who carries the paradox within and helps others escape the same darkness.

Jaime did not survive. He died as he lived — consumed by the same fire that had also made him capable of genuine sacred experience. His failure was the negative proof of Jung’s thesis: without the spiritual transformation that addresses the whole person — not just beliefs but behaviors, not just the mountain but the mess waiting at home — the craving destroys. But his life was not wasted. If Jung had not known Jaime so intimately, had not watched him cycle between shamanic insight and alcoholic destruction in real time, had not driven with him across the American desert and sat with him while he bled — Jung might never have recognized that analysis alone cannot get a real alcoholic sober, that something more is needed, something that operates at the depth where the thirst for spirits and the thirst for Spirit meet.

Jaime de Angulo stood at the door knocking, never realizing that he was holding the key and could have let himself in. He died so that millions could live — the first of many martyrs for a spiritual way of life he unwittingly helped create.

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Beyond-source notes for Cody’s review:

1. Schelling’s Tracks Along the Left Coast — I cited it as 2017/Counterpoint Press based on what’s in the PVCS material. Verify the exact publication year and publisher.
2. The Welwood 1984 citation — I used the standard first-publication date for the spiritual bypass concept. Your PVCS material says “the 1980s.” Verify if you want to cite a specific Welwood publication.
3. The “six to eight weeks” framing for the gap between Africa and Hazard — your book says “eight weeks” specifically (May 1926). I used “six to eight weeks” to hedge slightly. You may want to tighten this to “eight weeks” per the book.
4. Everything about Jaime’s biography, the Buckskin discovery, the timeline, the Mountain Lake encounter, the throat-slitting, the Big Sur crash, and the decline — drawn entirely from your book chapters and PVCS chunks. No training-derived content on these points.