There must be some common point which was taking us away from careers and professions into the world of monks and nuns of 20th century. Other than openness for emotional and physical side of love; thousands of people have lived for years with possessions packed in one suitcase and a handbag.

Astrologically speaking, most of long-term disciples have active 11th/12th house and personal planets in certain kind of bindings with Uranus/Neptune.

As time has shown, neither master nor disciples had solid ground underneath their feet!

The planet Saturn, the great taskmaster, is the ruthless god who does not hesitate to make holes in Noah´s Ark, if Uranus and Neptune boast too much about New Ship made with the New Stuff!

Wrong guesses on both our sides; you can add almost 4 years more, I can subtract almost 4 years, and what that all has to do with essentials, I don´t know…but just in case you ask your astrology books….

Madhu

When Osho left the body you were only 39, one can say in the prime of your youth.
I have not seen your face anywhere but once I see, it won´t be impossible to remember your walks on the Ashram streets.

More or less, i read each and every post of everyone; thoroughly or casually depends upon the contents. So be sure, i know you are living a solitary life, and during last two years you have never mentioned about your marriage(s), divorce etc., though one can imagine like many bubble women of that era, you too had series of affairs.

“Sometime the other broke my heart, sometime I broke the emotions of others and in this way, we gathered immense life experiences.”

Shantam Prem,
I am old or young enough to tell you that if one loses the inner ´telephone-connection’ to one´s own heart and to the HEART in hearts one is in a pretty bad state and eyes and ears don´t function in a way that´s good for oneself as good for others.

(My body age is approximately 12 years older than yours).

And yes, your estimation is right, concerning the phases, you mention, although I have not been in permanence there and above all, quit Ashram visits outside Germany in the nineties.

Otherwise, I am sorry to say that your questions show that you are not that much into reading posts shared, at least the last two years; I can talk about in this context by own experience of exchange.

However, you are not the only miser this way, just more easy to recognize.

Madhu

The way I have read from your posts, you were present in all the phases of Osho´s work, whether in India or America.

Can you shed some light on your personal biography?

Experiencing the ancient kind of documentary movie then changed a lot for me as I was in kind of awe about the very solitary Being of this Master who had at his time a small gathering and a famous and also controversial (not only) French school. Also I began to read more.

The Human behind all these stories and history is hardly to be comprehended (like it always is). To come into contact with the Gurdijeff ´Movements´ showed me my disintegration stronger than any other meditation, so it was and is really a symptom ´cracker´ (exposer) which hinders me to be available in the present moment.

Yet – up to now and frankly, as I know Amyio and (Hungarian) Chetan offering it – I have not been able to join this dance amongst all the numerous other dances in the name of ´truth´. But I am in deep respect for people who face this special kind of pressure-cooker challenge to body-mind-soul.

More so one may be able to say that almost always something of the human-kind-spiritual gifts survive in a transformed state over ´Time´?

In spite of my mind and also sometimes apparently despite my mental-emotional and also bodily constitution, there is still something unnameable in me, which keeps me being attracted like a moth to a flame.

To keep going on responding here, in spite of back-before-and-underground views about information tools, techniques and characters of onlookers with other intention structure than mine seems to belong into the same category: ´moth and flame´.

Although it is virtual here it is not so virtual too. As anybody knows, I guess.

Soon the dawn will arise here; the traffic starts into the rush hour.

Bread, butter, milk is delivered, later other luxury stuff. Then the house building industry will pass by. Then the buses will carry the children to school.
And on and on it goes…

Yesterday, the tobacco-selling lady here said to me, “Please don’t be in the way of all these hard-working men.” That was a new (old) tone. Very German, in a way.

I am very happy to have been able to meet other kinds of people throughout my lifetime and I just like to cherish (refresh) some of these memories. The luxury of what you, Lokesh, may call amongst other topics ´Mr. G. stories’ also belongs to these cherished memories.

Sheer Luxury, isn´t it?

Madhu

But I´d like to mention also what our good old friend, Sigmund Freud, described about the harsh and sometimes very fatal consequences if people don´t surpass the ´Anal Age´ in a sane way.

If they don´t pass it they either tend to shit on anything, without ever really digesting the food given – or they don´t know how to shit at all and develop all kind of symptoms of everything in between. Worth to meditate on it. As this issue became kind of a ´shit-exploration´ – it just happened, didn’t it?

Madhu – sleepless in Munich