Devageet recalls the circumstances when Osho began to speak whilst in the dental chair
(This article – previously published in Viha Connection)
Selecting a sannyasin of unremarkable ordinariness as his personal dentist thrust me instantly into the commune hotbed of envy, jealousy and backbiting. Mischief? Or simply a fast-track device to get real? I quickly learned by abrasion.
I suggested the use of nitrous oxide as an anti-asthmatic analgesic for Osho’s dental sessions. Osho trusted me enough to give it a try. I was nervous because his body, especially his breathing, was incredibly sensitive. His feedback comments during the first session enabled me to regulate the flow-balance of oxygen and nitrous oxide. I took clinical notes at the time but Nirvano, his caretaker, saw the notes as an intrusion of his privacy. After the session she complained angrily before storming out to inform Osho.
Osho responded by summoning his dental team into his sitting room. During his silent period such a summons was very unusual. He began by telling us that most enlightened masters are known only from the notes of their intimate disciples. He then continued, “I am always relaxed but your nitrous oxide relaxes my body even more. At those heights consciousness is almost free from the body, and, with four intimate disciples I can share the experience of enlightenment in new ways. Devageet, you will be my note-taker. I will speak from your dental chair and you will make a uniquely intimate book.”
Was Osho’s unexpected response to Nirvano’s territorial reflex to my notes mischief? Of course it was, but flavoured with His compassion. He invited Nirvano to take new, intimate photos of him. “We will make a beautiful book, and Nirvano’s photos will give my sannyasins a new, intimate glimpse of the Master…” He included Nirvano, Ashu, his dental nurse, and Amrito, his doctor, in his unique experiment with consciousness.
In Poona 2, 1987, Osho spoke in a morning discourse of the constant pain and other strange symptoms that followed his illegal US imprisonment, courtesy of Ronald Reagan. He declared the toxic symptoms resulted from being poisoned while in US custody. The following morning five major Indian newspapers headlined, “Rajneesh has AIDS!”
The detailed articles had obviously been prepared earlier, and their front page splash across India was a coordinated strategy for Osho’s character assassination.
Anando, his legal secretary, quickly found that the author was a ‘doctor’ of doubtful qualification, who, despite lacking medical excellence had later been invited to the US for ‘haematological’ training. The India-wide medical practitioners’ organization he claimed to lead, had only two members, himself and a relative.
Osho called an immediate press conference inviting all leading Indian newspaper editors. With Amrito as his spokesman, Osho declared he would undergo a public HIV blood test to prove his symptoms were from poison administered in US prisons, not from AIDS. He asked me to accompany his blood to the Poona Virology Institute to ensure nobody substituted his blood sample.
The test showed Osho was AIDS free.
At the second press conference Osho’s swift response exposed the media lie. He then challenged the Prime Minister of India, and members of the Indian Parliament to be similarly tested, declaring them to be too cowardly to accept his challenge.
Such was the indomitable nature of Osho, the enlightened Master.
I have chosen two among many examples where I experienced Osho encountering worldly events in unexpected ways. There were others: Eighteen US federal agencies conspired together forming strategies, including the military, to stigmatize, marginalize and destroy Osho and his vision. His encounters with the US immigration agency confounded them – his gunpoint arrest by US Marshals and illegal imprisonment in North Carolina, the same night being televised nation-wide dressed in prison clothes; the torturous prison flight back to Oregon; the failed bomb in the Oregon courthouse.
Mischievous? Outrageous? Or simply a sane man in an insane world?
A former English dental surgeon, Devageet took sannyas in 1976. In 1978 he was invited to be Osho’s personal dentist and lived altogether 21 years in Osho’s communes. He developed ‘Oshodontics’, a therapeutic approach to self-healing and the self-transformation of individual consciousness by accessing body-held memories from physical organs and the teeth and jaws. He lives in England and conducts teaching seminars world-wide.
The books based on these dental sessions are:
Notes of a Madman
Books I have Loved
Glimpses of a Golden Childhood
Parmartha’s earlier articles on Osho and the Dental Chair at
http://www.sannyasnews.org/sannyasnews/Articles/OshoDentalChair.html
and
http://www.sannyasnews.org/sannyasnews/Articles/dental2.html
Devageet writes:
He (Osho) invited Nirvano to take new, intimate photos of him. “We will make a beautiful book, and Nirvano’s photos will give my sannyasins a new, intimate glimpse of the Master…”
I am sure these photos were meant to be of Osho in the dental chair, and were taken.
Prem Paritosh in his book “Life of Osho” learned that these photos were meant to be interleaved into Osho’s book, “Notes of a Madman”, in 1985, but were withdrawn, possibly arbitrarily by the Sheela gang, and some anodyne landscapes replaced them.
In 1999 a second edition of the book was published and this removed all pictorial and photo representations save a few line drawings of Osho and a few of someone dancing, which seemed without meaning.
No-one has ever seen, as far as I know, a photo of Osho in the dental chair, though one is sure that many were taken. One assumes they have been destroyed or suppressed. I suppose someone, somewhere, may have one, or some hidden negative. If that is the case, please post here!
My various informants tell me that there are pics. of the Chair itself around somewhere, if anyone has one or knows where one is, please post it here.
Very interesting Big P!
If the idea was indeed to give the followers an ‘intimate glimpse’ of the master in the dental chair, then it is surely obvious why as such it never came about in reality: Osho would no doubt have appeared too ‘zonked’, after a bout of ‘laughing gas’, to have satisfied photogenic criteria! Not good for image, is it?
Secondly, with regard to your request that someone post a pic of Osho’s dental chair, if one is indeed available, sounds extremely risky to me! Be aware that you may be responsible for instigating and founding a cult/sect dedicated to worshipping Osho’s dental chair. However, it could be that this is in fact your intention.
Elsewhere, in the article itself, mention is made of Devageet, developing a new therapeutic approach based on his work with Osho, called ‘Oshodontics’! Can’t say that it has been particularly lucrative though, as far as I know, no doubt because virtually all of what Devageet offers up as therapy, seems to have no teeth in it, and consequently, does not hit high in the popularity charts. Then to be honest, what can one expect from someone who candidly describes himself as ‘a sannyasin of unremarkable ordinariness’?
Thanks Ashok.
When last in Pune some years ago, one walked through the corridor of Lao Tzu house on the way to the Samadhi, passing the many bookcases chock full of what comprised Osho’s library, and one then came upon the dental chair displayed alone as if in a museum exhibit.
This is the chair that Osho spent many hours being worked on, and speaking, both in Pune and in Oregon.
I dont know whether the chair is still there, and I know that the samadhi is not called a samadhi anymore. But for anyone who knows a little about Osho the sight of the chair as one hit the samadhi could not be lost, and one is sure it was there because of his last instructions.
Funny that for the life of me I cannot find any pic of this chair that appears anywhere on the internet!
Yes I agree Ashok.
The oshodontics trip seems to me to be as dead as a dodo – but as Osho seemed to imply regularly, Devageet has a thick skull and ego and that explains his persistence with it.
I enjoyed your humour about the Dental Chair.
Yes I am sure if a pic. of the Chair gained circulation, having been suppressed so long, that some idiots would begin worshipping it and that indeed would be fun!
Sometime back had come across this video :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2fuyc6vtZaw
Interesting video Kavita. But no dental chair! Thanks anyway, worth a view.
Yes Parmartha haven’t seen or come across , any of those which you are looking for !
Ashok says:
‘Osho would no doubt have appeared too ‘zonked’, after a bout of ‘laughing gas’, to have satisfied photogenic criteria! Not good for image, is it? ‘
Ashok:
By 1982 Osho had numerically a great number of disciples. He clearly had cast his net, but found many of the fish not up to standard, and with him for the wrong reasons.
Remember a genuine Master is always attracting people, and also at the same time actively trying to get rid of people.
Such photos, at the time, would have had a wonderful effect in terms of getting rid of all those straight people!
Osho was never into PR, and that was a constant problem between him and his minders.
‘Osho called an immediate press conference inviting all leading Indian newspaper editors. With Amrito as his spokesman, Osho declared he would undergo a public HIV blood test to prove his symptoms were from poison administered in US prisons, not from AIDS. He asked me to accompany his blood to the Poona Virology Institute to ensure nobody substituted his blood sample.The test showed Osho was AIDS free.’
Brings to mind an old Zen story Osho used to tell about some enlightened master who was accused of all manner of things…is that so, was the master’s response to bot positive and negative feedback…in a nutshell, he did not give a damn about what was said about him. This AIDS story is, in a way, quite the reverse. Osho went out of his way to prove something due to what the media said. Then again, it was all probably a device for our awakening.
PM declares, ‘Osho was never into PR, and that was a constant problem between him and his minders.’ Kind of difficult to make sense of such a statement. The above article is just a small example of how conscious Osho was in regards public relations. Osho was defnitely into PR on quite a large scale. I heard that at one point, when new convert numbers were flagging, a PR expert was called in. The PR man suggested that prophecies of doom and gloom were always good for business. Next thing you know, Osho is predicting that California is about to fall in the sea and Mount Fuji about to blow its top. Sure enough, within months, the Ashram was doing a roaring trade, selling rubber everything to combat the AIDS epidemic, which according to Osho was about to at least halve the world’s population.
Drawing towards his conclusion PM states, ‘Remember a genuine Master is always attracting people, and also at the same time actively trying to get rid of people.’ Which leaves me wondering why on earth a master would wish to attract people who he would eventually need to get rid of. After all, the sun does not care who its light shines upon and I suppose the same could be said of a genuine master who has moved beyond the notion of individual self into the universal. I would be interested to hear PM’s definition of what a genuine master is and how he came to his insights.
Short answer is Lokesh, that both Sheela’s camp, and the household camp people, like Vivek, hated the whole nitrous story and books being published, given the terrible PR to which it would lead. In fact it was said to be the only thing Sheela and Vivek ever agreed on.
They were published at Osho’s insistence in 1985. No preface or introduction of importance, and no acknowledgement that they were created under nitrous oxide – that came much later. However anyone half aware, such as yourself, and myself, knew those books, especially “Notes of a Madman” were done under the influence.
The pics of him in the dental chair, as they say in politics, were either destroyed or suppressed under successive administrations, but that was not Osho’s intent. He wanted them in that book “Notes of a Madman”.
Except that there are many references in the books to the nitrous oxide. But ofc this topic is some kind of obsession with you so why mix facts into the story? And you can be proud, your unfounded rumour that Osho was addicted to the gas and died from it has become quite widespread and in many circles even has become a ‘fact’. Although no one in the know ever has confirmed that Osho used it outside the dental sessions. In fact – as I have said before – Devageet’s book must have been a huge disappointment for you. But no doubt you believe more in your own stories and sick fantasies than in any account from the people who actually were around Osho.
“Life’s a gas, hope it’s gonna last” as Marc Bolan sang.
Well as usual, Herren, it is you who have been listening to rumours.
I myself have never said that Osho was addicted to nitrous. There may be others on this blog who may have, but I challenge you to show where I have said that.
I think that Osho certainly was ill before he died, and there were multiple causes, one of which if one looks at the modern research, not available at the time, shows N2O can have negative effects on the health, and those symptoms match those from which Osho was suffering.
Devageet’s book and articles were not a disappointment to me, but they came very late in the day. He had considerable difficulties getting a publisher for his book, and OFI certainly never wanted it published. I myself have also never said or indicated that Osho used the gas outside of the dental sessions, though of course the sessions were not just about dentistry.
On your statement that there were unambiguous references to the gas in the books:
Glimpses of a Golden Childhood the main book:
I spoke with many between 1985 and Devageet’s first article in 1999 who had read the book, and had no idea it was dictated under nitrous oxide and denied it vehemently.
Osho spoke these words in “Notes of a Madman”, in 1984:
“Once you are aware, the body starts losing its grip over the consciousness. Once you are aware, you are no more of this world. That is why the awakened one dies and is not born again. He cannot be born, it is impossible. He cannot have another body. This is my last body.
You are fortunate to be with a person who is in the last body. I will not be again because I AM Being. Once you are Being you cannot be born again. It is Being which matters. It is Being which is eternal. Bodies come and go; Being remains. Bodies are born and die; Being is neither born nor dies.
The music is beautiful but stop it. I am unpredictable. It is beautiful, but a hindrance to the ultimate flight. It is a bridge and you cannot make your home under a bridge. The bridge needs to be dropped. Mohammed was averse to music because the very beauty of music can keep one rooted. It is just between this and that, but I want only that. I hear music during the day but only to keep myself rooted in the body a little more because I love you so much. I want to create a home for the people I love. I do not want history to say I dreamed but could not make my dream become a reality. Just for this I want to linger in this body. All who are gathered in this room are helping me. Thank you all.”
Osho and other masters talk of the pull of the beyond as being very strong, that after enlightenment there is a strong urge to leave the body as it is the last barrier to full dissolution into the ultimate, or “Mahaparinirvana.”
It is interesting, I have an old copy of “Books I have Loved”, which is another of the books dictated under the influence of nitrous oxide, it is an edition published in 1985 during the Ranch period, with all the ‘acharya’ and ‘bodhisatva’ bollocks included in the prefixes of the sannyasin editors names, like all the books published on the Ranch, but on the back cover of the book, it is stated that the book is “the last words of Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh before he went into silence for an indefinite period” – which implies that the sessions were recorded in pune in 1981- yet Devageet said that the book “Books that I have Loved” was part of a trio of books recorded on the Ranch, when Osho was already “in silence.”
Yes SS. Thanks the post.
“Notes of a Madman” was not heavily circulated or read, but yes, for those such as yourself, and myself, there are clear references to the intake of nitrous here, though devotees continued to deny this, amazingly enough for years.
“Books I have loved” like the other two books do seem to have been “done” in the early Ranch period but the publication of all three only came in 1985, as far as I am aware.
I had an early correspondence with Devageet about the timing of the books, as I felt sure that Glimpses was “done” in late Poona one, due to the referencing of the Indian background. But Devageet said that was Sheela’s editing, as she for whatever reason wanted it it be believed that the nitrous was done in India, not the US of A. I guess because they were trying to get Osho into the USA indefinitely at the time.
Thanks, PM, for your response, which does not mean to say that Osho was adverse to a bit of PR, but rather his ideas about what represented PR were in many ways in opposition to those in close proximity to him. Osho held the view that any kind of media attention was good, even were it bad. I am not so sure about that.
Lokesh says:
“Drawing towards his conclusion PM states, ‘Remember a genuine Master is always attracting people, and also at the same time actively trying to get rid of people.’ Which leaves me wondering why on earth a master would wish to attract people who he would eventually need to get rid of. ”
The answer has always been simple Lokesh.
“Many are called but few are choosen”
Many people were attracted to Osho’s energy and also to what was created around him. Take for example the Jains. Many came to him early on, but when he started talking of stuff which crossed swords with their conditioning and confined thinking they left, and of their own accord.
Osho wasn’t interested in those who could not see outside the box of their own conditioning., but he had no way of seeing that in the intending disciple ab initio. Those few Jains who stayed were those he was looking for to work on even more.
Many detractors of Osho reflect this psychology, they got disappointed because he did not in some way live up to THEIR OWN expectations, and within that was a kernel of bitterness. I would class Hugh Milne in that category.
Trawling. The big fish are kept and the little and unsuitable fish are thrown back.
PM, yes, good enough response.
Hugh Milne, och hoots, another wee Scottie. His story is an interesting reflection of not only himself but of Osho’s story also. I was aquaintted, mainly due to the fact that I was a Scot, with Shiva in Poona One. He was okay in by bookless book. Just another fish in the tank. He was put in a position of power and it was inevitable his ginger haired head would disappear up his hairy boohoo. It can happen to the best of us. After all, he was human, not a god, or a haggis for that matter. After I watched the movie with him and Sheela I thought, hey, the man is sincere and honest and I am sure I would enjoy to meet him.
The thing about negativity in general, but especially in regards to painting a negative picture on someone else’s face, is that it only serves to feed the negative. Sooner or later that negative vibe will build up enough juice and turn on the one who fed it. No need to judge Hugh, I am sure he paid his dues, like we all must, as long as we are identified with the role we play.
Lovely words of wisdom from the master, Lokesh.
Cool.
Like you, Lokesh, I was around in Pune one, and found Shiva extremely unctuous. I remember his famous phrase before going into darshan, “One should not pass wind in front of Bhagwan”….. said in such a strange, quiet, declamatory way. A very offputting character, and very serious.
Frankly unlike you, I found him unimpressive, even then. He slept with a lot of silly women who because he appeared “close” to Osho thought they would get some of that energy through him… bollocks, if you dont mind me saying so.
I am reminded of B. Herren, who has said several times on this blog elsewhere, why dont people “trust” those who were around Osho’s physical presence and their views. My God, does he forget that Shiva, Sheela and Savita, and a few others had almost daily contact with Osho at different times, but they were clearly deluded.
Agreed. He took the phrase ‘ break a leg’ to its physical conclusion , as I was told by someone who knew him and those silly women.
Lokesh writes earlier:
“I would be interested to hear PM’s definition of what a genuine master is and how he came to his insights.”
The question really rests on another, are their such things as real Masters, rather than those who may pretend or are deluded that they are ?
If people have doubts about that, and one suspects that is your position sometimes Lokesh, then of course that is another debate.
There is not much to expand on here,
I simply felt when around Osho he was the real deal, and I also think there are many who believe they are authentic Masters, but having also sat at their feet, consider most of those are not.
But I would add another bit of crazy wisdom, even if the Master is inauthentic, it doesn’t mean if one is sincere, that benefits cannot accrue. The search itself showers one with inevitable blessings.
Just been reading a new book by an enlightened chappie. He makes it very clear that money and enlightenment do not mix, in the sense that being charged money for anything to do with a spiritual teacher is definitely a no-no, no matter what pretext it is presented under. Osho was very much tuned into Gurdjieff’s maxim that if people do not pay for something they do not appreciate it. This is in fact untrue on many levels, because most of the best things in life are free, no matter what the Beatles sang. I appreciate health, friendship, love etc. I did not have to pay for them.
PM says, ‘If people have doubts about that, and one suspects that is your position sometimes Lokesh.’ Absolutely correct. I have my doubts about certain aspects of Osho’s life. For example, I think he lost it a bit in USA and then eventually got back on track, but all that fancy car, fancy clothes and fancy watches trip he got on was a load of bullshit. I cannot take any of that seriously and also think it is a load of bollocks that his material trip had anything to do with not attracting the wrong kind of people, or in any way a device for our awakening. Anyone who believes that crap is simply stupid. None of this affects the fact that I am very grateful for my years spent with Osho and that I remember him as probably the most remarkable man I ever had the good fortune to spend time with.
A couple of days ago I had a meeting with another remarkable man, who I feel honored to call a friend. He is a scientist and a healer who has helped heal thousands of people. He asked me how it happened that Osho became so caught up in materialism. I replied along these lines. Osho was a man whose connection to the body was fragile at best, even though he was quite athletic as a young man. It was as if the spirit was attached to the body by a gossamer thread. I think Osho eventually needed big toys to keep him interested in life. In America I think he tired of the whole stupid carry-on and sought diversions by experimenting with laughing gas and ordering the latest bells and whistles for his latest roller, or checking out the latest in diamond encrusted watches for his collection. I can accept that for what it is. It is understandable.
Another person who I spoke to recently was a sannyasin who spent time on the ranch from day one until the collapse. He loved it. He also told me that if people had listened Osho had hinted all along that the whole scene was not to be seen as something permanent but rather a grand experiment that would have a begining and an end. I think Osho realized that the experiment had ran its course and was over and he knocked in the time by becoming a mega shopaholic. I do not have a problem with that. Besides, it is all history now and has very little bearing on my life at present. As far as that bit of the past is concerned it really is a graveyard, where the carrion have picked the rotting bones clean of their flesh. All these matters hold little interest for me but I will join in a discussion for the fun of it.
I reached the same conclusions about the situation as you do, Lokesh. As you say, it does not stop us from appreciating Osho as a truly remarkable man and feeling gratitude.
I think that anyone must be pretty foolish in a continuing interest in following a guru who wen’t from being ‘fully enlightened’ in their eyes, the perfect master , to someone who literally became lost in materialistic desires and addicted to getting more and more of exactly the same model of rolls royce, and a master that suddenly wanted to flaunt diamond encrusted watches.
I mean, if anyone really thought that Osho had ‘lost’ his enlightenment or somehow become over interested in these things , then why would they seriously still be interested in the guy?
Yeah, sure, there’s the appeal of being in a ‘sangha’, a group, but wouldn’t it be more sensible if you had doubts about the integrity of the master, and his enlightenment, to just move on and find a master who they felt was ‘the real deal’?
Or do some people think it doesn’t matter?
Yes, Osho was human.
But Osho was no fool.
He knew exactly what buttons he would be pressing by collecting the Rolls.
And he has commented here and there and given hints about provoking people with these things, and I trust the man absolutely.
Lokesh,you say:
“Osho was a man whose connection to the body was fragile at best…. It was as if the spirit was attached to the body by a gossamer thread”
The idea that “having big toys” would “attach someone to their body” is bizarre enough,but what about the drugs?
Taking a load of duff drugs noxide and azepams keeps you attached to the body and “interested in life”?
The clear evidence which amasses every single day points 100% the other way.
It`s the old Gurdjieff rap again.
Drinking bottles of Armagnac,smoking tons of fags and driving your car into a tree is all a device for the disciples and a way of staying in the body.
It`s definitely time for another session:
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(That was Marty`s guided meditation)
Christ but you and Lokesh have got such a lot to say about something your so dismissive of.
I’m really into sannyas and reckon Osho is f… great, and I don’t have as much to say as you and your fellow sneerers about him.
I’m just enjoying getting on with the life he played so large a part in me still having.
On consideration nobody here whose into Osho has as much to say as you and Lokesh.
I cannot conceive I would expend energy at a Christian website sneering billiously like you two knowing chaps.
Generally speaking I want nothing to do with people I despise.
Arps,
I can`t speak for the Scottish skinhead,but
for my part,don`t worry,I`ve just sunk four pints of barley wine and I`m pretending to be drunk and it`s all just a device.
btw. have you done Marty`s guided meditation yet?
Highly recommended.
Device. Wot. To lead us to your local and help you drink the place dry.
Arps, your perspective comes from where you stand, which does not mean it is accurate. I see it as coloured by many things. I have never sneered at Osho. Somehow you wish to see it as such. Not my problem.
Lokesh your perspective comes from where you stand, which does not mean it is accurate.
Your as subjective as anyone.
Arps, one of your favorite devices..it’s all just a reflection, man. It is also a bit corny. I like corn, especially sugar-coated popcorn. This bitter salty tasting corn you are serving up is a bit..ehm…well, they say too much salt makes for hypertension, man.
You have a point. It is debatable. That is the general idea of the forum. I agree. Laughing gas is not a very interesting drug.
This discussion now has plenty of mileage in it.
I reckon that the most significant aspect of any self reflecting/ respecting person on having a guide is the ability to unwind oneself as much as possible along the way. Lay it and oneself, all out on the line, with an assist. By candle light, if its dark.
If Osho-ness was anyone, he was and it is found in our collective personable Sangha that was and is itself driven along by the models that he drove and kept changing (and we have taken over, in the driving ).
If any Sangha route meant anything, it was that it resembled Life and reflected it fully in earnest quickening exploration. There was and is little to say about how much mileage we ought to cover or what direction we take as long as we can use a map from time to time and find out where the f+** we are exactly and how to get back to the start line at the end of the day using the breath and hugs and solace-powered batteries to get some juice back in the tank to keep on trucking.
Osho, being some type of personal archetype of implicit contentment or Rolls-model, then, I can’t really remember how much I tired of his antics or not or whether there was ever a fork in the road where I gave not a hoot about how far I was still meant to go.(yes there were and are ) But the road is still long with many a winding trail , that leads who knows where, or when , uhmmmm but I’m strong and I’ve been got by the holy of hollies.
I, personally, loved the way we got oil all over our faces when the thing boiled over and the whole charabang had to pull onto the side of the road to let some back seat driver passengers out and some others in. I have been on quite a few road trips in my life , and the Road to Hell, paved with good intentions, is one of my favourite trips that Osho helped us knowingly or unknowingly take. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQFAQcNHT7g
A lover of the road rising up to meet you, cannot afford too much advance planning, or much or any.
And , I may add , outrage at the betrayal of all that one holds/held special, sacred or venerable is much much healthier than no outrage at all, in something that looks like holy robed glory , but isn’t. Meditate fully consciously as necessary; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sCY-JDyGL1c
Some may say that money , power and the smell of status perverts the call of nature and gives us soft, sense-numbing furniture instead. It’s true, we are actually on that road as a human race. It’s not that years remain to change course , the course has already irrevocably changed our planetary destination and future. No matter where we thought our own single or collective journey was leading. Mother nature won’t take any more. But she will give as good as she gets. It’s also the mentality of power and perversion that has brought us here. We are all co-opters or co-opted at some interactive point, Hermitages are full of those who who got burnt along the way and wanted out.
Maybe it didn’t have to be this way, maybe there’s a choice after incarnatin.g I personally doubt that there is that choice without some sort of ‘presence’ or stilling knowingness shared (Let yourself be seen by the whole-community- so that the whole-divinity- may be seen through you) and moreover, that is an agreement, can’t be a demand,whatever indulgent presence or loving awareness actually is and however the metaphor is arranged or intention developed.
Re-arranging the deck chairs on the Titanic sometimes too. We do our best and have to also.
Sometimes, in a tsunami or earthquake or other utterly natural event, like human dynamics and relating, mother nature also shows her own dark side. There maybe regrets, but time-filled remorse is a dark-holed parallel universe all of its own, which Osho constantly drew us away from and in silences and graces that shook the soul to and from his and our convened ,anchored, simplicity.
So then we start asking that wondrous Why and Who and what stuff, that seems endless, not only in the asking but in the attempt to actually find redemption in the face of greater odds. Or if such exists, or is made by endeavour and through heartful courage… to be in the wondering again.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BO_1usaqlIY
or even with the Voice as the courage giving power of the true self… https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SckmZTOKBPg
To be born without a known participating ‘choice’ in the matter begins the road to heaven and through hell. A song of innocence on the way to a paradise lost, too if only we know it. The corresponding ability to navigate with reckless abandon, misunderstanding…. AND with loving support, and with inner fortitude, and benign permissive self-acceptance, ….. that whole territory is available in a rainbow of daily doses, between souls in the Oshoness-recognising Sangha, some close, some further away, some gone, some still here.
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Sometimes even the daily dose given is only just-about manageable, despite our best efforts. With the fuel gauge on empty, and not a spiritual fuel station in sight. Threatening an even weirder pit stop in ‘normality’, at some bizarre Nevada desert gas station way, way down the road, and having to survive with one’s only wits for company, in the middle of nowhere.Thats why we asked Osho for a Sangha… we created it with him. The message itself would be worthless without the call to action, or left unleavened without intimate trusting devoted lovers and love under the shady boughs on the path. Passion and the erotic ,compassion and the upliftment of divine love, embodied.
Out of all that terrestrial clay stuff on the Raglan road, we are also made of angelic stuff, love, as the song says, and sometimes we touch it, know it, her, our self…. and her expansive consummate capacity for endurance and faith in and between ourselves. The sweetness of dissolution , in love, in music, in ecstasy, in kindness, in the Sangha between and in our mortality opens us to that fragility and the forgiving crack in every perfection. Listening to Osho is not a reverential act, but it can be sublimating of mundanity and a transport too. If his voice does anything still, let it do that.
Forgetting the self internally may or may not happen regularly, without or with another, but in forgiving that humbling urge with mutual personal embracing dissolution , one is perhaps already closer to where one wants to be or go to and perhaps more gentle in truth, than actually getting anywhere, inside or out.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p-lOyh5wBEk
Sometimes we live , sometimes we laugh ,sometimes we love, sometimes we cry. Ta lu lap.
Thank you , Prem Martyn , rare is it (for me), that I am looking for a free dental chair, to sit on , the (a) moment , …and even then with music., ocean sound and whatsoever.
Having a ´ dental investigation session through a life time, spacing out now and then, getting lost in memoirs , triggered by a soft murmuring voice, telling stories, while investigating roots and nerves of teethes and tooth-pain in some nuke and corners ; but even those teethes , I lost meanwhile , appeared as phantoms and appeared alive . (the summer heat outside-inside…, I guess…) .
Thank you, I can recommend your dentistry.
It´s all about NOW, even if the teethes seemingly old or missing
Madhu
Ta Lu Lap – meaning??
its van singingalongasanghasong chorus…just click the links with tom or chris
Thanks Marty.
That guided meditation you posted is definitely the biggest breakthrough in meditation since Buddha invented vipassana!
Frank,
Thanks,
Ps.
I am cryogenically averse to any associative ideas or image or statues of a bloke who invented wafty incense and treatment rooms, sitting on the arse, a medieval fascist country of yak murderers and self indulgent hierarchical obeisance by a proto-theistically-driven priesthood and its prostrated poverty stricken populace exploited by moon faced baldies ….and exported via Richard Gere and some bacon-eating yellow and red robed goofy clown to alternative festivals around the world as the sole representation and apotheosis of all human joy via scarily decorated temples and fawning nodding followers.
I’d rather a combination of the intoxicating entrancing stories from the Thousand and one Nights, a copy of the exploits of Anais Nin and a warm ocean bay filled with dolphins to swim with. None of that is represented for me by a statue of a fat git sittin on his arse which unfortunately has become shorthand for spiritual status and statues of it.FTS )
(But the short version meditation,on you tube, as you say, encapsulates all of the above very well as a real alternative )
Marty going through & thoroughly , your morning discourse was most de-enlighteningly- enlightening !
& ya whats that ”Ta lu lap” perhaps your mantra which means any light that works is good enough !
Kavita ,
Thank you for receiving.
It’s always a pleasure to receive that you’re enjoying too.
Dhanyavad.
Gratitude for your response , guess a good giver is a good receiver & vice versa or else how could that work ? ! .
Lokesh:
I think it fair to point out that you were never on the Ranch? though you comment freely on it?
You also say that the Ranch period does not interest you really. But fair to say you do comment on that and Pune two, where I believe you were also not there?
The idea that money should not be involved in spiritual life…. that is just plain old-fashioned Buddhism. I dont like begging or people begging from me.
He also stopped wearing the mala and red at the end of Poona 1, so hardly in the front line.
Ah, there goes Arps into the front line, soldiering on in bright orange. Actually believes he is at war. What next? Altogether now. ‘Onward sannyas soldiers marching as to war, with the mala of Osho going on before.’
Sitting in the pavillon throwing rocks at the players is so much more creditable than playing.
Old fashioned Buddhism it is not. It has to do with truth, sharing ones enlightenment etc being a gift and by its very nature something that has nothing to do with commerce. You sound gullible, PM, taking such a pigeonholing standpoint. I reckon you do not really understand your subject. This has nothing to do with begging and everything to do with sharing.
Having just read Arp’s self righteous and somewhat caustic comment above it strikes me that he has failed to educate himself on certain matters. I see that in quite a few sannyasins, who take Osho at face value and do not question him or his motives. Big mistake. Reminds me of something said by Tung-shan. Someone Osho must have loved. Perhaps Arps could research. He is very good at that. The subject is worthy of a thread.
I will get around to it. The Spanish sun is very hot right now and is making me lethargic.
Guess we have to agree to disagree on this one. I hung out with Buddhists before thankfully arriving in Pune in 1974.
The contrast was really remarkable, and Osho and his sannyasins were a long way from that third division type of joyless poverty coveted by those Buddhists.
There can be a lot of ego in the vow of poverty, and frankly anyone attracted to ” vows” of any kind I find a turn off.
Charging reasonably by way of costs, and maintaining an infrastructure and teacher seem totally sensible.
I successfully led dynamic and kundalini sessions in London between 1993 and 1997, and always charged a small amount to sustain the whole thing, including hire of the venue, equipment, etc. But clearly my “motive” was not profit.
PM, obviously hanging out with the wrong bunch of Buddhists.
Well, any Zen Buddhist would disagree to agree as the cause is a result of the effect.
Although if there was a waiting room for transcendence would it involve reading back issues of SannyasNews Womans’ Weekly and a dog eared copy of Hello Osho magazine from 2002 with cupcake recipes for single meditators ?
‘The doctor will be along shortly’ …(Its a Koan )
NEWS FLASH: Shantam is on Ibiza. Dropped off the radar and last heard of in Amnesia discotechno, high on E and dancing in his chuddies. A definite babe magnet.
He’s been spotted off the Playa de Las Lidlas with his duty free carryon bags… our kitsch newshounds have been scouring the area and we have this scoop photo for our readers…
http://thetimesbusiness.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/aldi-lidl-are-best-in-teste-and-beat-big-supermarkets-in-UK.jpg
That’s him for sure. Stocking up on Mazola Oil for tonight’s slurp orgy down at Hassans Rumpus Room.
What is your concern, Prem Martyn , Lokesh, to distribute some f… sour pics and crab posts about Shantam, wherever.
It´s disgusting.
Leave him alone ; or at least leave at least the UK chat here out of it, if you please.
Madhu
The traditional democratic values of the British free press are being attacked by those with no respect for free speech or for our British Royal Family and playful teasing amongst the proles http://pbs.twimg.com/media/CKJUUj6W8AAmU0L.jpg
Now that is what I call a great sense of humor. Thanks for that, Madhu, I had a good chuckle.
PS. Did you know Osho loved disgusting jokes.
Perfectly correct Madhu!
As you so poetically,as always, put it: the `f…sour pics and crab posts` of the vile baboons Lokesh and Martyn are absolutely disgusting!
It is perfectly good that you are not afraid to speak out against these misogynistic rapists who with their so-called humour have repeatedly attempted to violate,crush and destroy the spirit of the feminine which you so wonderfully embody!
They are really revolting,contemptible,despicable,repulsive,repugnant,obscene,unsavoury,vile,nasty,obnoxious,abhorrent,regressive,heinous,detestible,obnoxious,sickening gamers who are playing fascistic performances and sending disgusting negativity and disturbing your meditative cup of tea in your zen bunker!
IT IS NOT FUNNY!.
They should certainly, as you command. `leave out the UK chat`!
You are utterly right! These intimate caravanserai sharings should be conducted in barely comprehensible auto-translate language at all times!
Yahoo!
May be you could pass that on to the game administrator, Yogi-Frank ?
Otherwise, may be that the joy of brazilian – indian – temporarily UK seated identity energy-mix – (as before) will carry on your ever so deep understanding on the matter . Even to my place. Who knows ?
Madhu
Yogi, flattery will get you nowhere…..it is an expressway to true and total enlightenment.