Now, we don’t know if the story is true, or what would have provoked Osho to do this, but if true, again it sounds like another tiff between a couple.

I remember Osho saying once times that in an Indian village, if a husband stops beating his wife everyone knows that he has stopped loving her.

It is acceptable in India for a man to beat his wife, and I believe it even states somewhere in the Rig Veda or one of the other Vedas, that is ok for a husband to beat his wife.

So we don’t know if the account is true, or if so, what context it happened in.

Not only I am going to drop expressing mundane spiritual thoughts through sexual imagination, also will be very, very careful not to attack with sarcasm. It means my answers will be very different than the usual impulsive reactions to Swami Anand Anubodh’s and Satyadeva´s direct style.

God Bless You, fellow friends, and me too.

PS:
No, I won´t write “Osho´s blessings”!

Again, you’ve just heard things to be said – where all those gossips come from? Sheela’s tapes?

Not that there is anything wrong with a “common” woman, or asking for sex, but I think the recording mentioned Vivek actually states, “You never make love with me anymore.”

We don’t know if the story is true, but to me it just sounds like the little domestic argument of an ordinary couple who had been living together for over ten years.

And Vikek did say that Osho was just an ordinary man. She did bow down to him in Buddha Hall and was devoted to him but also saw his human side.

Osho also said he was just an ordinary man, but it is true that he did tell Vivek to just go and have relationships with other men. Which she accepted.

No, I could not. I have always had a love element in my life. You can call it human or divine, but in the end it’s only love.

I leave it to the poets to describe what love is. In an illusory world, love is perhaps the only thing that is real, it’s always there.

Perhaps you might like to look at that and lend a little respect to SN’s female readers and posters, otherwise you look like a chump. Okay once in a while, but as a constant it’s a turn-off.

“In essence, spiritual literature is like porn stories. They affect and make brain relax. Real love is joy and challenge as living family and alive communities.”
Somehow in reality I feel real love can’t only be joy, it has more or less equal ratio of pain too.

There is mostly not a day when Shashwat days & commune days don’t come to my mind, but surely the frequency has reduced. Guess we are where & how we ought to be! Frankly, I am now kinda enjoying our separation days as much!