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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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