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Beloved Lalit ~

With so much THANX for your visit this summer.

Especially the Conversations! And the Golf!

~luvmum

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FlyingHeartsBeloved L~ It’s almost one year since your Dad died. Prem Avinash. Invincible, Eternal Love as Osho named him as He gave him sannyas March ’75.

These last weeks Avinash has been vividly present for me — and a sharp ‘missing’. So this post w/quote to you in celebration of Happy Hearts Day (which we always celebrated together).

Neeraj sent it from Vancouver just yesterday with this note:

…In my own experience, in the service of grief and mourning, it seems that three years is a natural timing for the process to unwind itself with a truly significant person.  My mom’s departure will be 3 years ago in March, and I noted the same timing with others of importance.  
I have heard, Osho saying that he was ordinary, ‘if you cut me I bleed’ — so are each of us, like the elephants in their herds and other intelligent mammals, pre-programmed to care, and to learn and evolve out of grief and mourning, transformed.

Almost a year soon.  Happy Hearts Day! ~luvmum

THE HELPLESSNESS OF LOVE

My sister is dying. She has always been there for me whenever I needed anything; now when she needs me I feel so utterly helpless.

Whenever you love someone you feel totally helpless. That is the agony of love: one cannot feel what one can do. You want to do everything, you want to give the whole universe to the lover or the beloved, but what can you do? If you think that you can do this or that you are still not in a love relationship. Love is very helpless, absolutely helpless, and that helplessness is the beauty because in that helplessness you are surrendered.



Love someone and you will feel helpless; hate someone and you can do something. Love someone and you are absolutely helpless because what can you do? Whatsoever you can do seems insignificant and meaningless; it is never enough. Nothing can be done, and when one feels that nothing can be done, one feels that one is helpless. When one wants to do everything and feels nothing can be done, the mind stops. In this helplessness surrender happens. You are empty. That is why love becomes a deep meditation.
OSHO: The Book of Secrets, Talk #13

The moment of the death of someone you have loved deeply brings your own death into your mind. The moment of death is a great revelation. It makes you feel impotent and helpless. It makes you feel that you are not. The illusion of being disappears.

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Anybody will be shaken because suddenly you see that the ground underneath your feet has disappeared. You cannot do anything. Somebody is dying that you love: you would even like to give your life but you cannot. Nothing can be done; one simply waits in deep impotence.

That moment can make you depressed. That moment can make you sad or that moment can send you on a great journey for truth…a great journey into the search. What is this life? If death comes and takes it, what is this life? What meaning does it carry if one is so impotent against death? And remember, everybody is on his or her deathbed. After birth everybody is on his deathbed. There is no other way. All beds are deathbeds, because after birth only one thing is certain and that is death.

Somebody dies today, somebody tomorrow and somebody the day after tomorrow: what is the difference basically? Time cannot make much difference. Time can only create an illusion of life but the life that ends in death is not and cannot be the real life. It must be a dream.

Life is authentic only when it is eternal. Otherwise, what is the difference between a dream and what you call your life? In the night, in deep asleep, a dream is as true as anything is, as real — even more real than what you see with open eyes. By the morning it is gone, not even a trace is left. In the morning when you are awake you see it was a dream and not a reality. This dream of life continues for a few years; then suddenly one is awakened and the whole of life proves to be a dream.

Death is a great revelation. If there were no death there would be no religion. It is because of death that religion exists. It is because of death that a Buddha was born. All buddhas are born because of the realization of death.

When you go and sit by the side of a dying person feel sorry for yourself. You are in the same boat, in the same plight. Death will knock on your door any day. Be ready. Before death knocks, come back home. You should not be caught in the middle; otherwise this whole life disappears like a dream and you are left in tremendous poverty, an inner poverty.

Life, real life, never dies. Then who dies? You die. The “I” dies, the ego dies. The ego is part of death; life is not. So if you can be egoless, then there is no death for you. If you can drop the ego consciously, you have conquered death. If you are really aware you can drop it in a single step. If you are not so aware you will have to drop it gradually. That depends on you. But one thing is certain: the ego has to be dropped. With the disappearance of the ego, death disappears. With the dropping of the ego, death is also dropped.

Don’t feel sorry for the dying person, feel sorry for yourself. Let death surround you. Have the taste of it. Feel helpless, impotent. Who is feeling helpless and who is feeling impotent? The ego — because you see you cannot do anything. You would like to help her and you cannot. You would like her to survive but nothing can be done.

Feel this impotence as deeply as possible and out of this helplessness, a certain awareness, a prayerfulness and a meditation will arise. Use the person’s death; it is an opportunity. Use everything as an opportunity.

Be by their side. Sit silently and meditate. Let their death become a pointer to you so that you don’t go on wasting your life. The same is going to happen to you.                                               OSHO: The Search, Talk #10

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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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Continuing with these incredible Khajuraho pictures and Osho’s insights – only a few weeks now before we meet in Frankfurt,
Premniri

….Listen to the body and go with the body. And soon you will see… sexuality is changing into spirituality. I have heard:
The sculptor, Bernini, made the moment of orgasm his model for St. Teresa’s experience of union with God.
He searched for a model. He wanted to make a statue of St. Teresa in the state of samadhi. He searched for the model — he could not find… except a woman in orgasm.
I love the story. Yes, that is true — I agree with Bernini absolutely. You cannot find anything else which can depict ecstasy, which can symbolize ecstasy. For the moment, a woman in orgasm IS in samadhi — although for the moment only. Soon the moment will be gone and she will plunge into deep darkness.

And the woman’s orgasm is deeper than the man’s, because the man’s orgasm has become very local. It is confined to his genitalia; his whole body remains unaffected. But if a woman goes into orgasm, if she goes, then her whole body goes into it. She is more total, more rounded, more of a whole. And when her whole body is throbbing with joy, is moving in a timeless moment, is no more part of a thinking process, all thoughts have disappeared, and there is great silence — yes, only that can depict….

And that has been the insight of all the saints who have attained. Whenever they have talked about God and the experience of God’s meeting, they have always brought the metaphor from sex. It has to be orgasm — it is the ULTIMATE orgasm, it is the TOTAL orgasm, it is the ETERNAL orgasm. But where can you find the right expression for it? You can find it only in the moment, the momentary orgasm, that sex makes possible for humanity to attain.
If you go to Khajuraho, you will see that: on every lover’s face that is sculpted on the outer walls, great ecstasy. So many people go to Khajuraho and Konarka, but they only look at the lower half of these figures; they become concentrated on the genitalia. Very few people have been able to see the whole figures. And, certainly, rarely has somebody been able to see the faces of the figures — because you are so much obsessed with sexuality, for or against, that you remain confined to the lower.

If you go and see Khajuraho, don’t miss the FACES of the lovers — they have the real message. Those faces are so blissful, so calm, so meditative, that you will not find such faces sculpted anywhere else. Such great ecstasy! Even the stone has bloomed in those faces; those faces have transformed the stone into roseflowers, into lotuses. Seeing those faces you will be able to see that these lovers are no more part of time and space; they have gone beyond.

The figures are sexually active, but they are not obsessed with sex — neither for nor against. Both are obsessions — for and against simply means things are no longer natural. When things are natural, you are neither for nor against.
Are you for sleep or against sleep? If you are for, you have become unnatural; if you are against, you have become unnatural. One is not for or against sleep! It is just a natural thing so is sex. And when sex is accepted naturally, it starts growing higher. Then one day, the bud spontaneously becomes a flower. Not that you have to DO something — just let the energy move! let the sap flow and the bud WILL become the flower.

Those faces are utterly at ease, in a state of let-go. They are in the world, but not of it. And they are not doing anything; they are just like small children playing on the sea beach. They are playful. But sexually obsessed people have been very much against Khajuraho. Mahatma Gandhi wanted it to be covered with mud so that only once in a while, when some special guest came from the West or from the East it could be uncovered for him. It should be closed for ordinary people.

OSHO:

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

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Beloved Punita, you found the text about the Khajuraho temples – what OSHO said about going from the outer by experiencing it all to the inner = going inside the temple by sex.    Premniri
” … Those are Tantra temples, the MOST sacred temples that still exist on the earth; all other temples are ordinary, bourgeois. Only Khajuraho and Konarak, these two temples, have a different message which is not ordinary, which is extraordinary. Extraordinary because it is true.

What is their message?

If you have been to these temples, you will be surprised that on the outer sunlit walls there are ALL kinds of sexual postures — men and women making love in so many postures! conceivable and inconceivable, possible and impossible. All the walls are full of sex. One is shocked. One starts feeling: What obscenity! One wants to condemn, one wants to lower one’s eyes. One wants to escape. But that is not because of the temple but because of the priest AND his poison inside you.

Go inside. As you start moving inside the temple, the figures are less and less, and love starts changing. On the outer walls it is pure sexuality; as you start entering inside, you will find sex is disappearing. Couples are still there, in deep love, looking into each other’s eyes, holding hands, embracing each other, but sexuality is no more there. Go still deeper figures are even less. Couples are still there, but not even holding hands, not even touching. Go still deeper — and the couples have disappeared. Go still deeper….

At the innermost core of the temple what in the East we call the GHARBA, the womb — there is not a single figure. The crowd is gone, the many is gone. There is not even a window for the outside! No light comes from the outside; it is utter darkness, silence, calm and quiet. And there is not even a figure of a god — it is emptiness, it is nothingness.

The innermost core is nothingness and the outermost core is a carnival. The innermost core is meditation, samadhi, and the outermost core is sexuality. This is the whole life of man depicted. …”

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

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

After so many months of foreplay YOU COME over

to Premniris place in Oshostadt.
And after so many moments of SEHNSUCHT through the phone, finally ….

Premniri

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These 9 months I know you, beloved Punita, my life has been filled with paradoxes. Sounds strange … ? I’ve heard a wise man say: “If life is not a paradox then it is not alive”.

Here a list of well known paradoxes – contradictions – complemetaries, seemingly opposite, yet intimately connected:
day – night / yes – no / action – stillness / sound – silence / yin – yang / life – death / cats – dogs …
With you I experience deaper spaces. Here is my list:
Being 5.500 miles apart – yet feeling so intimately physically close /
With you it’s a thrill talking and joking about daily “horizontal” stuff –
at the same time I feel touched so deeply from inside, going together “vertical” , our souls holding hands /
Like in the tarot card “The Lovers” we jump on the grass, dancing around each other playful and free — at the same time we know it’s holy land, delicate and precious.
This past 9 months we phone-talked each day one to two hours — without one moment of boredom. Always at the end meeting and touching deep deep inside the heart, and even deeper maybe inside the cosmos (we call it our spaceship).
And this longing for oneness does not end and it should not end — so it’s throbbing alive, unending, a streaming mystery to be discovered …

~premniri

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