I strongly suggest not to avoid them, but rather deliberately walk near them when you’re outside, slowly, not fast as if to escape…Just be a little courageous, mmm?

But do one thing, mmm?

You know the ‘Gayatri Mantra’, mmm? Good. Just chant that – and aloud, not just ‘inside’, so that they will hear you and it – and watch…

Ok, Madhu, mmm?

Goooooodd.

Just the plea, that you don´t hand it over to the Hell’s Angels, which I came to know from here;
they are just for the weekend starting cleaning their motorcycles,
and are up to anything.

Madhu

No, neither simply getting on my nerves, nor cheek.

An extreme and not quite fitting example was historically the old Nazis, when after the war was over, they – not to a small amount but a large one – proceeded back to their everyday life in their old professions, some teachers, police officers, jurists, the list is long.
When Eastern Germany fall apart, same was happening.

So, that kind of shock I meant, and if I had been able to write what I wrote and reach you, that kind of exaggeration I as well as you would now have been spared.

So bad as it sometimes seems to appear here to moderators,
my English is not that bad….

Madhu

MOD: THANK YOU, MADHU, FOR CLARIFYING THIS.

Why do I think of “badly drawn boys” just now?

Madhu

and by that I mean what could happen on the Ranch when you went into opposing and questioning stuff, which didn´t feel good at all.
And I am not capable just now, to open up that ‘closet’.

(MOD: SO treats IS IRONIC?)

I just want to say that I’ve met many sannyasins and sometimes have been really shocked by in what ways they have been able to most creatively re-invent their sannyas-life stories.

For example, those whom I came across at the time as utterly fundamentalist ‘rule-givers’
and later had the ductus: ahhh, they knew about the shit
(that they themselves had been in action thoroughly part of). (MOD: ductus – DO YOU MEAN nerve OR cheek? SOMETHING ELSE?)

That blows the mind, not the way of meditation terminology, but in another way.

And I am glad that I had before sannyas quite a good psychologist´s training, as also I was not a teenie any more.

Sure enough, I let you respond about my posts,
yet staying on my own feet in my life, that isn´t yours,
knowing that, especially in this virtual caravanserai, I might not have been meeting (or meet) anyone of you personally.

Madhu

Probably not my cup of chai as a teacher either, but there again, he probably wouldn’t fancy you or me as ‘pupils’.

(Of course, you, as a female, might be referring to another ‘agenda’ – but I wouldn’t know about that one).

He also looks very tense. Not like sannyasins. I would have a morning coffee with him, but not more than that.

But seriously, Madhu, how can you put this buddhist guy in a similar category, especially as he spent EIGHT MONTHS living there? And moreover, speaks so positively about Osho, the place and his general experience?

It seems that, although you speak of your “instinct” (as a sort of inbuilt fraud detector!) this has been ‘corrupted’, superceded by your allowing past vaguely similar events to influence your response to a different situation, a different sort of person. Unless you haven’t made yourself completely clear here.

Are you, perhaps, responding superficially, ie to how he looks, the ‘religious’ setting, the clothes etc., rather than seeing through all that to the simple fact of the man speaking of his experiences?

If so, then you’re pre-judging him and the situation, and so are yourself coming from a prejudiced, therefore unreliable place.

Perhaps ‘following your feelings’ isn’t always quite the infallible mantra it once once promoted to be….