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GATE, GATE, PARAGATE, PARASAMGATE 
  BODHISWAHA!     ALLELUIA!!

Gone, Gone, Gone Beyond, Gone Utterly Beyond.
Bodhiswaha!        Alleluia!!

Beloved Avinash ~

We did it all! And I couldn’t have done it without you.

So, since you didn’t take me with you,  
I — YES — renew my promise to you, sweet Avinash, 
to-finish-writing-the-book that you insisted only I could write.
Just like you said at the very beginning: “You MUST write it!”  
…you whispered to me at the end: “We had So Much fun!”

Sambuddha Swami Prem Avinash
  1937 — 2012

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So Mazeltov! Jack Avi Katz —

Elder brother to Rosie in Australia.
Far out father to Debra and Maya.
Fantastic Dad to our beloved son, Prem Lalit.
Fucking Fabulous BEST Osho partner to Ma Prem Punita Katz for 30+ years
 in the Osho buddhafield since London 1973 and everywhere we were together:
husband, Osho commune mate, cook extraordinaire, dharma companion, samurai — oldest, dearest friend always and forever. 

My heart is lying next to your heart — with no space in between. 
Thanks for turning the last light green! We had so much fun! 

Goodnight Avi! Always and forever “Invincibly, Eternally Love.”  ~LP

GATE, GATE, PARAGATE, PARASAMGATE 
  BODHISWAHA!     ALLELUIA!!

Gone, Gone, Gone Beyond, Gone Utterly Beyond.
Bodhiswaha!        Alleluia!!

(OSHO speaking on The Heart Sutra of Gautam the Buddha)

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PN ~

Celebrating
This Moment
This Bliss
This Too-Muchness
This Disappearing in(to) Love
                    with You       ~LP

Zu mir Zu dir (To me — To you)

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New Year’s Eve, 2011

Beloved!

With soft snow falling like rain — and the last light of the last day of the year — I hurry to a last minute post to mark the passing of everything old and rotten and no longer useful, and jump for joy for everything (EVERYTHING) that has happened since we took the next step in our Love Project with me coming to live here in commune with you.  Never (NEVER) in my  worst nightmares could I have imagined the difficulties and challenges of my crazy hop from Seattle to German Zschachenmuehle.

Never in my wildest dreams could I have foreseen the depths I had to encounter to enjoy dizzying new heights of bliss, fun, and sheer sexual pleasure that keep finding me in all sorts of moments here with you. Tears and screams, long walks with you in the Thuringen woods, wild dances in White Robe Meditation, and running through it all like the thread of our old malas, Osho, Osho Osho! 

Will I be able to do some ‘justice’ to the heart-wrenching conversations and being-opening intimacies we have been led to share with each other as male and female? I  promise to say much more here in the New Year, whether I can or not!

But for NOW, our Card of the Moment from the Osho Zen Tarot, encapsulating the discourse from last night as Osho answered a German journalist’s question ARE WOMEN MORE COURAGEOUS THAN MEN? Osho’s Answer

ABUNDANCE

In the East people have condemned the body, condemned matter, called matter “illusory,” maya – it does not really exist, it only appears to exist; it is made of the same stuff as dreams are made of. They denied the world, and that is the reason for the East remaining poor, sick, in starvation.

Half of humanity has been accepting the inner world but denying the outer world. The other half of humanity has been accepting the material world and denying the inner world. Both are half, and no man who is half can be contented. You have to be whole: rich in the body, rich in science; rich in meditation, rich in consciousness. Only a whole person is a holy person, according to me.

I want Zorba and Buddha to meet together. Zorba alone is hollow. His dance has not an eternal significance, it is momentary pleasure. Soon he will be tired of it. Unless you have inexhaustible sources, available to you from the cosmos itself…unless you become existential, you cannot become whole. This is my contribution to humanity: the whole person.

Osho Communism and Zen Fire, Zen Wind Chapter 2

Commentary:

This Dionysian character is the very picture of a whole man, a “Zorba the Buddha” who can drink wine, dance on the beach and sing in the rain, and at the same time enjoy the depths of understanding and wisdom that belong to the sage. In one hand he holds a lotus, showing that he respects and contains within himself the grace of the feminine. His exposed chest (an open heart) and relaxed belly show that he is at home with his masculinity as well, utterly self-contained. The four elements of earth, fire, water and sky all conjunct at the King of Rainbows who sits atop the book of the wisdom of life.

If you are a woman, the King of Rainbows brings the support of your own male energies into your life, a union with the soul mate within. For a man, this card represents a time of breaking through the conventional male stereotypes and allowing the fullness of the whole human being to shine forth.

~LPrutsching‘ happily with you into the New Year

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Well, DU, what to say after almost four months since we met up in Frankfurt? I bet we both could say a lot — but where to start, where to go, and where to end? Yikes! OK, Punita, just jump in.

I’ll start here where I am now. Recuperating and recharging in the gentle small Dutch city of Boxmeer just a few minutes drive from the German border. OK, almost everything’s smaller in Holland —but recuperating from what? Well, soon after I got over considerable jet lag (yes it gets bigger with age), I plunged into three non-stop months of culture shock, culture clash, and just plain putting-my-foot-in-my-mouth more times than you could count. Plus the most serious bladder infection EVER. Finding myself in the boonies of (prior) East German (DDR) territory and suddenly being dependent for every-little-thing transport. Plus living and eating again in commune after years of being mostly on my own… Not to mention finally, actually being together with you, PremNiri, after a year diving into the heights and depths of what-all is possible long-distance communicating.

Boxmeer/Kleve 2011

In a few days I return to DU, to my new space at Oshostadt, and to Chapter Zwei of my new life 2011-12. And that’s where the ‘recharging’ comes in. I do feel ready for whatever comes ‘next.’ I hope you do, too. Somehow, the first three difficult and extremely stressful months were necessary, even essential. For me, for Du, for everyone.This ain’t some excuse for my expectations or lack of savoir faire — just a feeling that somehow all the stress and craziness were perfectly OK. But NOT to be repeated, or stuck in with any pockets of resentment or pain.

So, Jan is calling me for a last quick shop in mild-mannered Boxmeer.

…A few hours later, I have plenty of Dutch sweeties for the commune’s 16:00 sweet tooth and something for Siddhartha as well. For DU I have already a bag of belated birthday kisses, mostly your deep blue colour.

But before I sign off from the Netherlands, this courtesy of my host’s daughter who just celebrated her MA  thesis on the novelist George Eliot:

“Thee’st done it now,” said Mr. Poysner, a little alarmed and uneasy, but not without some triumphant amusement at his wife’s outbreak.

“Yes, I know I’ve done it, ” said Mrs. Poysner; “but I’ve had my say out, and I shall be th’ easier for’t all my life. There’s no pleasure i’ living, if you’re going to be corked up forever, and only dribble your mind out by the sly, like a leaky barrel. I shan’t repent saying what I think…” (Adam Bede)

Well, I won’t repent — or repeat — these first three months either, DU.  And I look forward to being with you again. ~LP

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Beloved PN ~ I mentioned Saturn in my last post without any explanation. I really did not want to add any more words to it. There’s probably a bit we both might say about what we’ve learned through our lives about Saturn’s influence and hard lessons… but maybe you could say a little something — astrologically speaking? When you have the time.  ~LP

Hubble Space Telescope image of a storm on Saturn

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Beloved ~ So many Old Life odds and sodds for me to tie up here in Seattle — last week I got seriously Italian pazzo (close to insane).  Crazed with exhaustion, my body hurting everywhere, I kept looking desperately for a second pair of hands to help me clear and pack, plus take care of all the delayed completions that are just small steps away from Being F_ Finished! Like Alice’s White Rabbit all I could hear 24/7 was: I’m late, I’m late, I’m late!! Until I woke up in the middle of the night, my ‘little girl’ simply stating : I am just TOO SMALL for Saturn. So I called you to say so, out loud. And you picked up your office phone.

And something of how relaxed you were that night with me and ‘my little girl’, I suddenly found myself dropping deeper into loving with you. Like riding on an elevator that abruptly drops, as if it were to fall to the bottom of the elevator shaft, but it doesn’t. Still you feel it in your belly, a shaking jolt downward. And it grabbed me again by surprise, suddenly out-of-nowhere falling vertically-in-love deeper-with-you (oh it’s so hard-to-say exactly, you know).
Mother Goose & Grimm Of course, all there was to do was to change my flight to a later date, still not without it’s anxiety moment.  And then I could start relaxing into just letting delayed things be delayed, and take their Saturnine Time to complete. But until that moment I just could not imagine any delay in seeing you, in our coming together after all our Long Distance Relating — and serious Sehnsucht.

So, to celebrate little girls and elevators, this (new favorite) joke you read me a few months ago:

The elevator in a NY skyscraper is packed with people. Suddenly a tall man screams out in agony. Little Ernie looks up at his mother, “I don’t care, Mum,” he says, “it was in my face so I bit it.”

~your lady, your little girl, and mine ~LP

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Oh, Beloved. I continue our conversation — deepening here with this timely continuation. Both then/And now. Time is loosening. Hold me. ~LP
….The way of Tantra is not one of blind sensuality — and not only of spirituality either. It is of both/and. Tantra does not believe in the philosophy of either/or: it believes in the philosophy of both/and. It does not reject anything — it transforms everything. Only cowards reject. And if you reject something you will be that much poorer — because something has been left untransformed. A part of you will remain ungrown; a part of you will remain childish. Your maturity will never be total. It will be like your one leg remains on the first rung and your hand has reached to the last rung: you will be stretched along this polarity and you will be in anguish, in agony; your life will not be of ecstasy.

That’s why I say I preach Epicurus and Buddha together to you. Epicurus remains with the outer wall of the Khajuraho temple; he is right as far as he goes, but he does not go far enough. He simply takes a walk around the temple and goes home; he is not aware that he has missed the very point of the temple. Those outer walls are only outer walls; they exist for the inner shrine.
Buddha goes into the inner shrine, sits there. In that silence he remains, but he forgets about the outer wall. And without the outer wall there is no inner shrine.
To me, both are lopsided, half-half. Something has been rejected and something has been chosen — they have not been choiceless. I say to you: Accept all! the outer and the inner, the without and the within, and you will be the richest sannyasins upon the earth.
Drop guilt!


Tantra is the whole way — neither obsession with the world, nor withdrawal from it. It is being in the world lightly, with a little smile. It is playfulness. It doesn’t take things seriously. It is light of heart, it laughs. It is unashamedly earthly and infinitely other-earthly. The earth and the sky meet in Tantra; it is the meeting of polar opposites…

OSHO:

Walk Without Feet, Fly Without Wings and Think Without Mind, Chapter 10

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OSHO!

When Posting Fails — go deeper!


…there is no guarantee that the breakdown will become a breakthrough. It does become, but these things cannot be guaranteed. Your chaos is very ancient – for many, many lives you have been in chaos. It is thick and dense. It is almost a universe in itself. So when you enter into it with your small capacity, of course there is danger. But without facing this danger nobody has ever become integrated, nobody has ever become an individual, indivisible.

Zen, or meditation, is the method which will help you to go through the chaos, through the dark night of the soul, balanced, disciplined, alert. The dawn is not far away, but before you can reach the dawn, the dark night has to be passed through. And as the dawn comes closer, the night will become darker.

Osho Walking in Zen, Sitting in Zen Chapter 1

So. After the talking. After the posting. After the shouting and singing. After an almost-panic attack (saved by a quick peak into The Giant Workbook of Anxiety and Phobias after a quick left to Barnes & Noble’s restroom yesterday). After remembering the amazing

Wanna try it again?

feeling of support through my entire back (after connecting with my Italian grandfathers in Family Constellations seminar). I woke up this morning with that feeling of no-thingness (as I have heard only Osho talk about it) — and a solo thought that perhaps THIS moment was my chance to ‘give it a try’ a la Osho. Perhaps this was my perfect setup — not some ongoing existential attack, not just one more cosmic joke on me and my visions and dreams, not just Lucy offering to pull the football away yet again for my inner Charlie Brown.

We see. When all else fails, trust. How deep does that go?  ~LP Packless in Seattle

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Breakthrough

Enough is Enough!

I WANNA BE WITH U — ENUF FONE FOR US

OK! That l o n g phone conversation today — definitely the HARDEST! Do you agree? Or did I imagine it? Were you able to get some sleep? Eventually? Tell me!

After sitting on my cell in the car in the rain, I came back to the house  (stripped of all the little clutter that made it somewhat cozy, packing boxes everywhere in between) still on fire somewhere intense. I remembered my Silly Songs that got me through March/April. So I am singing/shouting them once more, this time on top of the volcano that says: ENUF FONE! This long-distance phase is over! Whaddya think, DU?

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Punita's Silly Song

March 21 Doesn’t feel good — to be so far away from you

No way, No how, Anyhow, No Good!

Doesn’t feel correct — to see the moon so far from you

No sir, No how, Anyhow, NO GOOD!

Doesn’t feel right — to sleep so far away from you

No you, no here, by me, NO GOOD!

Macht kein spass — to be so weit weg  von Dir

Nicht gut, no how, No Sir, NICHT GUT!

Klingt nicht schoen — ich schlaf so weit(e) weg von Dir

Kein Du, bist hier, bei mir, NICHT GUT!

My Desktop in Spring

April 8

Doesn’t seem appropriate to feel the fone between us now

Was Fun. You bet! No more. No how!

Gibt’s keine ruhe to hold the fone between us jetzt

War toll. Aber bitte! Mein Gott, es reicht!!

PS When all else fails — post!  ~lp

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Beloved PremNiri ~ You know what’s happening for me here:— end of my Old Life, last months of a grueling 19-year Saturn cycle, bridge to New Life. You know ’cause you’ve been listening, really listening. So much my heart overflows with thank you’s and I get lost in gratefulness. Too much waves of weeping suddenly roll over me, and I am singing and dancing again to you, to Osho, to U.

Jodhaa Akbar I

Jodhaa and Akbar Coming Together

So, before I post some of my Silly Songs, these two for U. Some mix of both these love songs in my woman coming together with you:
Baby, Come to Me with the exquisite touch of Anita Baker in duet;
Beyond the Intimacies of the Moment came along in recent days in the Hindi movie Jodhaa Akbar.
I am hearing its Indian melody over and over into the night, and it is waiting for me in the morning.
~LP singin’ in the seattle rains

Jodhaa Akbar Hands

Jodhaa Akbar Meeting Together

…Spending my lunchtime to keep you talkin’ on the line
That’s how it was …
And all those walks together out in any kind of weather
Just because …
There’s a special kind of magic in the air
When you find another heart that has to share … Baby, come come to me …

In Lamhon Ke Damaan Mein (Full Song) or In Lambon Ke Mein — YouTube International
Beyond the Intimacies of the Moment lyrics with translation

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