OSHO sick on day 6 & what an eye opener!

Posted on September 28th, 2008 by Jim

Day 6 at the OSHO commune here in Pune where I awoke at 0h! 5.55 a.m. Ideally, I’d like to write how I sprung out of bed with renewed vigor for another round of dynamic meditation.

It wasn’t to be, my calves were now very sore from the 6a.m dynamic meditation session 2 days ago plus I’d developed a nasty unable to breath through my nose head cold that was spreading to my chest. It wasn’t pretty so I switched the A/C off, put a t-shirt on and got back into my wet-with-sweat bed and hit the pillow again. It was either that or a coffee / cwaffy, as panic attacker Tony Soprano would say….

Where are you on the curve? Click on the graph for some peaceful music by Wainwright, Moby & Lennon!

My course! Of course, my course – the memory of my work/life workshop woke me with a start an hour too late as I’d slept through breakfast. It’s an Ashram, I was ill (maybe overdosed on too much too soon meditation) so they’ll understand at least it wasn’t the corporate world where you could be sacked for not phoning in before the 9a.m bell……

As I hobbled down to reception looking like a ‘before’ picture on a cough medicine commercial a note was waiting for me in reception. From the OSHO multiversity it asked why I hadn’t showed for the course or paid for it – so I called them right away as the internal phone was picked up with an Australian ‘Huh-low’

“Oh Hi, I croaked, it’s Jim here and I do apologise – I’ve caught some sort of bug and overslept this morning”. A couple of white linen wearing newbies arrived and must have wondered if I’d just been dug up out of the ground in my dog eared state.

“So, you’re not attending the rest of the class?” shrieked the high pitched antipodean accent.

“Well I’m not in a state to, at least today, I feel as rough as….”

“Oh, well. Oh right, well could you come and pay for the 1 day at least?”

“….sure….and no I don’t need medical attention and I’m sure I’ll recover” I replied sarcastically.

“Ok, so that’s 3,800 rupees”

“Would you mind sending my apologies to the instructor and the group, I’m really sorry but I’m in no fit state to….”

“I’ll do that and we’ll see you later” Line went dead.

Right, so it’s get well soon then, I said back to the gentile Indian Hotel receptionist who offered me a sympathy mint.

“Maybe your body is having a healing crisis, Sir?” She suggested.

Maybe it was just as I was prepared to suspend my growing skepticism in order to get something out of Osho after almost 6 days here but enough was enough – I was ill and why should I have any more reason to believe it was anything other than a common cold, a virus?

I felt grotty, couldn’t attend any work life course, dance around in a robe or work as a volunteer here for the rest of my life so I ambled on back up to bed. Ugh.

As I got into the lift I grunted a ‘good morning’ to a resident who simply pointed to his badge on his left shoulder that said ‘SILENCE’ indicating that he was having a period of silence and couldn’t speak. A possible disciple of the OSHO Mystic Rose meditation.

‘During the first week, participants laugh for no reason at all, dissolving the blocks to their inner spontaneity and joy. The second week is devoted to crying and the third week to silent watching and meditation.’ OSHO

Sort of a fast track career in corporate life but without the annual leave.

Despite my man flu like symptoms I couldn’t get back to sleep. Rather than owing anybody any money I decided to shuffle into the shower, pop my maroon robe back on, pack some civilian clothes and take a trip out in Pune in the tuk-tuk to find an HSBC to draw some real cash out from the hole in the wall was the answer to my ills. At least then I could pay my course debt, eat something and take it from there.

I realised that as I left my meditation pass was out of date – like a bus pass that permitted you access to the OSHO campus but you needed cash to top the credit up which I didn’t have so that would have to wait until I had some cash.

Just down from camp OSHO were a row of rickshaw cabs where 4 of the drivers where huddled around and chuckling over a few rupees card game. Within 20 seconds I’d changed my maroon robe for clothes (for some reason feeling largely rebellious – like I’d escaped) and was being tuk-tukked across the dusty Pune streets by a smiling fella called Raju who would not only take me to the bank but also to some ‘very, very, nice local food, Sir’.

Very, very nice it was too – just to get out and draw money from an ATM and eat amongst ‘ people’ while Raju slept in his Rickshaw outside in the bustling, dusty, street as I tackled a spicy (are you sure, spicy?) curry with garlic Naan bread in an attempt to shift my cold. Having the cash on me made me realise that I’d drawn out 8,000 rupees too much as only 3,800 was required for the course, for the one day, not the 12,000 I’d originally budgeted for!

It felt great to draw money out of the cash point and I’s realised my sense of what day of the week it was had left me. I had no idea! Grabbing a Pune mirror I checked in with the date, got the time from Raju as he skillfully battled through the traffic beeping his horn at every available opportunity. I could spend my spare rupees on whatever I pleased and immediately thought of an experiment to try when I got back inside OSHO involving the face menial tasked workers. The cleaners, plate-washers and security guards who were at the receiving end of this cashless culture and with them not wearing the purple robes were largely ignored.

“Sir, I show you a very, very nice room just for you – OSHO too much money, Sir”

I liked Raju and rather than wave him away in defense of being ripped off I went along with him to this leafy suburb and this huge colonial house.

“Here Sir, very, very”

“Nice” I added. “Very nice indeed Raju” I chuckled in between sneezes.

It was basic with a rustic ‘please paint me and clean me’ feel to it and at a fifth of the price it was tempting to move out of OSHO altogether but I’d committed to 8 days and felt like there was still more to see and get to grips with.

“Maybe next time” I said as we headed back to the Tuk-tuk.

“One more thing, Sir, some ART Sir – original art for you Sir, very…” said Raju excitedly pointing to a small wooden hut behind the makeshift security hut.

“Very, nice? Ok – lets take a look” as these distractions were actually a welcome break when normally I wouldn’t have the time for them. The chance of me buying art here in Pune? More likely to see Andy Warhol appear in a 1985 episode of The Love boat:

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In all fairness the original art I saw was simply inspirational and felt right that I should at least look through the clothes pegged canvases. One piece in particular featured a silhouette of an isolated buddha facing a sunset. It just struck me as a representation of how I felt looking back into OSHO now I was outside and with the proud artist at my side we shook hands after the obligatory haggle leaving me with 5,000 rupees less and the original painting.

I’m glad it went to the artist and not to the course as when I popped the robe back on, topped my meditation voucher that clarified I was paid up for another 2 days and returned to OSHO-ville. At the black gates a seated maroon robed German guy nodded in approval of my freshly badged meditation pass like he was going to point to the left or the right and decide my fate. As the uniformed Indian security guard stood to oneside I slipped 100 rupees in his hand and winked which was met with a beaming wide-eyed smile.

Back at the OSHO Multiplicity as 40 maroon robed folk danced merrily entranced to this sort of techno sun song whilst I resisted temptation to throw my arms in the air and join them I had business to attend to. Heading over to to little Miss sunshine hunched over her keyboard (“Oh well. Oh right, well could you come and pay for the day at least”) to pay my 3,800 rupees where smiles were not as obvious:

“Do you have the course notes?” I snuffled reminding her that I was ill as I handed over the money.

“Well, erm – oh how am I going to enter 1 day into the system, I’ve never done this…erm, well”

“The course notes?” I stunk of garlic, I must have after the raw cloves on that naan bread.

“Well, I could arrange the first day note for you as you’ve paid for those” She tutted as she struggled to enter my 33.333% contribtution to a course into her OSHO notes mainframe.

“So I can’t get todays notes or tomorrow?”

“Sorry, no – you didn’t complete the course”

“Look no problem – I’ll google them” I snuffled in reply. Maybe I should just hug her and start waving my arms in the air?

UNBELIEVABLE. Not even a “Have a nice day, get well soon & it’s this way to the pharmacy, Sir”.

As the robed-ravers continued I needed to chill out so made my way over to the precinct of pyramids for meditation and one of India’s most praised venture in landscaping – Osho Teerth – that transformed a stinking refuse rivulet into a breath-taking 12-acre Zen garden which was open to the public a few hours per day.

Wasn’t THIS what smelling the flowers is all about?

A holiday from the external stresses of life and to nourish the soul by strolling around this beautiful campus of marble walkways, waterfalls and tropical gardens with exotic plants – a spiritual oasis offering a multitude of possibilities for inner discovery and exploration. Right?

I just sat there, relaxed and watched everything around me breathing as slowly as I could. No discourse, no sitting, stretching, chanting or jumping – just being. Well for at least 4 minutes when I replaced the birdsong for other singing animal, namely the beatles on my insular ipod to try and ramp up my moment of zen:

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If I’d have been well enough I’d have waddled off to try my hand at another meditation class after basking in the beatles for 20 minutes. There were at least 12 meditation classes on offer and all free with the meditation pass. I’d have opted for the Whirling meditation which could have been a kill or cure approach for those out of sorts:

Sufi Whirling meditation

Sufi whirling is one of the most ancient techniques, one of the most forceful. It is so deep that even a single experience can make you totally different. Whirl with open eyes, just like small children go on twirling, as if your inner being has become a center and your whole body has become a wheel, moving, a potter’s wheel, moving. You are in the center, but the whole body is moving.

Stage 1

Keep your eyes open and feel the center point of your body. Lift your arms to shoulder height, with the right hand palm up and the left hand low, palm down. Start turning around your own axis. Let your body be soft. Start slowly and after 15 minutes gradually go faster and faster. You become a whirlpool of energy – the periphery a storm of movement but the witness at the center silent and still.

Stage 2

Let your body fall to the ground when the music stops. (it may already have happened before.) Roll onto your stomach immediately so that your navel is in contact with the earth. Feel your body blending into the earth. Keep your eyes closed and remain passive and silent.

Maybe another time – when I’m back on form and shaken off this nasty cold.

There was another aspect of the place I’d not sampled yet – the beautiful swimming lagoon and sports facility has been created, incorporating Osho’s vision of Zorba the Buddha. Facilities of swimming, sauna, tennis, massages, beauty parlour, basketball courts to earn your food for the Bistros. So on the premise that a sauna is considered good for the system I indulged but was stopped right in my tracks by seeing the towel attendant. ipod ear phones on at the handing-out-towels / locker keys department. I recognised him, he was one of the gang on my work-life course the day before and rather than a:

“Hey are you feeling any better? Sorry you couldn’t make class” he hadn’t recognised me so I jogged his memory.

“Ah yes, we wondered why you didn’t show!”

“Well, yes I’ve been really down with this cold – maybe this sauna will help?” I snuffled

“A healing crisis – that’s common. Sure, the sauna. Do you have you maroon shorts?”

“Well, these are a blue / brown so when they’re wet I should pass” I said as I lifted up my robe to reveal the my surf shorts underneath.

“Sorry, they’re 2 tone and you need these maroon shorts” As he pointed to the rows of maroon shorts behind him.

250 rupees later (cash this time was fine, no vouchers were allowed to buy sporting goods with) I was in the sauna with my maroon shorts with:

An OSHO branded badge on the right.

Club meditation – the last resort on the left.

Maybe it was?

After the sauna I enjoyed the 50m kidney shaped pool where a dozen or so others where laid around, relaxing – being on holiday. Again I felt clam, relaxed and alot better for the sauna / pool combo and resisted all my boyish urges to bomb, duck or splash anyone else like I did in the late 70′s although there was no OSHO rules or signs about etiquette around the pool.

I had the choice to don the white robs to attend my second evening meeting or de-robe and leave campus before the gates closed at 18:15pm to re-open again at 21:00pm. I chose to head into Pune, around the corner to the O Hotel to catch up on the blog and watch a football / soccer game. My childhood team, Everton were playing Liverpool and all that was missing was the beatles. I was quite content sat munching some nose-clearingon wasaabi coated peas and drinking my first beer (Kingfisher) in 3 week whilst writing this blog entry.

Back to base as the Sopranos were calling I was feeling way better than when I’d started the day.

Tony would understand as I passed off some more rupees to the receptionist, cleaner and the Indian lad who cleared away the tables at the cafe I felt justified in flashing a bit of bonus cash. Maybe I could find lost Dave as mentioned yesterday and cover his bus fare out of here? On my list of things to do tomorrow, for sure.

As I dropped off to sleep during the Sopranos an uncanny well timed quote appeared in a scene when Tony’s sister is pottering around his kitchen involving herself in how Tony is as a parent to their troubled teenage daughter:

“Hey Tony. theres a Sufi saying that for every 20 wrongs a child does – ignore 19″

“Is that right, well there’s an old Italian saying if you mess* up once you lose 2 teeth”

*insert angry Italian expletive as desired

I dropped off to sleep chuckling.

I was still torn – Do I follow Tony Soprano or OSHO? Maybe both have their place?

Either way I welcome all your comments & questions as my journey continues! Thanks for reading.

63 Responses to “OSHO sick on day 6 & what an eye opener!”

  1. As I read this, I kept thinking…No real concern for you unless you have cash and are well enough to pay for classes. What a great way to make money by having to wear specific colors and attire for each activity. Makes you have to purchase really unnecessary things. I love the caffine curve. I want to post it on my blog!!! Since I’ve been drinking coffee for about 28 years (started in high school…really), and woke up at 3 am and don’t make it until my husband is up, I would be according the curve extremely depressed. However, I feel more like a triple shot gun murder…give me coffee now, if you want to live!!!

    I love all the videos in the post. I hope they helped you to feel better. I’m so sorry that your sick and especially that no one seems to care since they can’t get much money out of a sick man. I’m surprised they are not suggesting specific things and classes to help you get better faster…you know then you would have to pay for them. Sounds like you need a little TLC. I’m really sorry that you are sick. But, this is good in that we get to see how they are treating you. You are no longer a cash cow…ooooooooh, sorry bad joke all the way around…personally and culturally insensitive. Sorry…didn’t mean to offend anyone. Heck, I’m an American, we offend everyone!!

  2. RYK says:

    what a post! Great stuff Jim !

    Personally, it’s Tony as guru for me :)

    • Jim says:

      The problem is RYK I’ve started walking around the Ashram with a slight swagger and a:

      “How YOU doin’ ” to most of the folks in here – in a friendly Tony type was of course.

      The guys wearing the silence badge just point at their chests – it borders on Mafia protection.

      “No bustin’ ma boils”….

      • Ange says:

        I can’t imagine you speaking like Tony, or more his accent Jim… LOL… just thinking about it makes me laugh. What a contrast! OSHO and The Sopranos!! (rofl)

        • Urban Pagan says:


          Jim has more of the tony’s uncle junior about him. happy go lucky. always a smile. and he’s losing his hair.


        • Jim says:

          Only with certain comments, Urban!


          Junior (hes just got his hand stuck in the sink, by the way – remember that one?)

  3. Urban Pagan says:

    why not make your own badge with ‘big deal tosser’ on it

    then when the ypoint to theirs you point to your badge.

    • Jim says:

      You can do better badge title than that Urban.

      I was considering one with ‘DON’T LAUGH’ on it so the silence guys have to try not to laugh.

  4. aussiecynic says:

    Oh the Sopranos… one of hubbies favs…..
    glad to see you feeling better by the end of the evening….

    The garden is the place for me….
    I find that sort of place quiet, relaxing realm far more spiritual than anything else hench our trips bush..

    The sufi Whirling is that a form of whirling durbish dance????
    just sound similar…. trance like meditation whilst twirling…

    When your 8 days is over I have a sneaking thought that I am going to miss the goings on in this place…
    but thats ok you can leave ……

    But find DAVE first…. good on you mate…
    I can feel a rebelion coming…

  5. Okay, what is a healing crisis? And, if they have a name for it, what are you supposed to do?

    • Jim says:

      Good question!

      I’m not sure CC – heard the term before at the Thai Spa that warned us about rocking our bodies with too much too soon if we converted to a 100% raw food diet…..as expected – bodies not used to it so pretty logical BUT in terms of OSHO I think it means as I’ve taken my mind, body & soul to a different level here (with one eye open) and that ills come out as part of the process – that’s how I’d define ‘ healing crisis’ in the context of someone saying it to me….

      Googling I’ve patched together the following:

      A healing crisis, also called Herxheimer’s reaction, may occur when the vital forces within the body build up enough strength to handle detoxification. A healing crisis manifests when the body is ready. For example:

      1. You have caught up on your rest.
      2.You have stopped taking drugs/chemicals/alcohol and other nutrients that are not working for you.
      3.You replace old and destructive eating patterns with new healthy eating patterns.
      4.You have cleansed enough from your system to strengthen the nervous system or blood supply.

      Could just be a common cold of course…I’ve not done any of the 4 in the last 6 days?


      • But, they give you no instructions or explanation about your “healing crisis.” I find that interesting.

        • Jim says:

          I know – nothing – no ‘ this is what we / you can do about it’

          Plenty of hugs are available though if you’re in a group and make that bond.

          Lots of standing huggers today around the place.

        • Arvind says:


          Please explain why NO Indian men are allowed on the Tantra course?!

        • Jim says:

          ((((GROUP HUG)))))) to all.

          @ Arvind….

          Well it was explained to me by the South American girl who was promoting the 2 day tantra course. A lady was asking about it – all to do with exploring our male / female energies so dancing like a girl then dancing like a boy….butterly like to bear like.,..that contrast…

          Anyway – the teacher said..

          “We don’t allow Indian men of this course”

          It was kind of like a reassuring – ‘Its OK – THEY’LL not be in the room”

          I didn’t dig any deeper BUT can only assume that:
          i) An incident happened once.
          ii) Indians are better dancers than South Americans
          iii) It was the call of the teacher who promoted it as a WESTERN class.

          Arvind – I’ve seen you move bud and I’d love to have seen them try to bar you!

          Theres nothing in print about ‘An Indian free zone in Tantra’ and I wonder what OSHO would say???


        • Arvind says:

          Racist or what?!

          We can dance like the best of them, so their loss.

          Maybe Osho didn’t want to share his white harem with his brethren?!

          Greedy so and so. But he died happy I guess.

        • Urban Pagan says:

          could it be that deep down he wanted to be seen as the only indian guy in the world!!! seriously.

          no indians allowed?


          if the country and its people are good enough to accomodate the retreat then surely the retreat to should good enough to accomodate the country and its people.


        • Urban Pagan says:

          this is also another example of where people travel to a foreign country and stay on ‘a compound’. this happens a lot in the caribbean. we went to such and such and had a great time – it was all inclusive and you didn’t need to go off site.

          why go to the country then??

          its a bigoted colonial attitude that many brits are blighted with. very much- this used to be ours and this little piece of it still is so stay away from the fuzzy wuzzies and you’ll be fine.

          and some of the most bigotted people I have met have been the most travelled.

    • Melinda says:

      Hi CC–a ‘healing crisis’ is what the body goes through when eliminating toxins at a faster rate than they can be eliminated. The more toxins you have in your system, the more severe the reaction will be. The symptoms can be pretty severe–but proponents claim that the results are well worth the trauma. I am not sure.

      Melinda (Melindaville).

      • Urban Pagan says:


        I would doubt the veracity of that as having any scientific worth at all. Are you saying the kidneys and liver etc are overwhelmed?? they aren’t at all. As for the more toxins in your system surely this could be ratified scientifically- only I fear that at Club Osho no such tests took place.

        ‘propoenents’ claim the results are worth it- they would- most of them have built new personalities and lives around this mumbo jumbo- to renounce it for the nonsense it is would mean they would have to address who they really are the person they are running away from.

        • Melinda says:

          I am saying no such thing. CC asked for the definition of a healing crisis and I gave it to her (as what my own knowledge is). I am not a proponent of the concept–simply a messenger of information!


        • Urban Pagan says:

          Fair enough

          thanks for explaining!

        • Thank you Melinda and welcome to GSTF it is a garden that is growing well and has some thorns sometimes. Sometimes, you get pricked and sometimes you don’t or it is just a scratch. I’ve had my share. I hope you comeback. You would be a great addition to the garden!!!

        • Melinda says:

          Hi CC–nice to see you here! (you get around!) :)

          Actually, I have quite a thick skin for getting pricked so I think I can hold my own here. I am actually going to be guest posting here–Jim has asked me to do this. My first introductory post will be in about 2 weeks or so.

          I do plan to be a part of the Go! Smell the Flowers garden–I like this place!


        • Oh, that will be great and I know you can definitely hold your own. As you can tell, I spend a lot of time here. More than at my blogs. I like the interaction, the people and the variety of posts. I do get around, but it is good now. However, I am open to needing to make changes if needed. Clinically Clueless blog will always be priority.

        • Melinda says:

          Your “Clinically Clueless” is such an important blog–I am so happy that I found it/you. I am glad you are here–and so glad to be part of the GSTF community! One of the things I have liked best about starting my own blog has been becoming introduced to so many great ones like this and yours.

          I look forward to seeing you here, CC!


  6. I couldn’t stop laughing — this is so true of my life, this graph?
    “Triple shotgun murder by 5pm without coffee”

    Omg. I laughed. I always have a monstrous drink at my lunch break called “Rock Star” and in fact, this is what they call me at work, I tend to up the ante for my team mates after our midday break and go out the gates like a racehorse. Hey man, I’m a single mom, I got two kids in college still living at home and a senior in high school. I needs my b vitamins, my caffeine and my incentives.

    Being a broker is giving me appreciation for money. I mean seriously. But this? This made me laugh so much so that I’m going to print it up and put it on my desk at work.

  7. David S says:

    Hello Jim,

    I read with interest of your growing cynisim with OSHO. Am also intrigued to see some, whom I would have thought would have endorsed the the experience, growing concerned at reports, and advocating your speedy exit from the place.

    However, leaving is not something I would expect of you, and as yopu have a few more days to kill, would like to ‘give’ you a book to read.

    By all means, please everyone take a copy, its free.

    It was given to me free of charge by one of my best friends, who interestingly enough is an Indian from Mumbai. When I mentioned to him about your experience of OSHO, knowing of the place, not only did he immediately endorse the point of view that the place is corrupt, but also offered to share with us this book.


    Download it in pdf

    Thankyou Clive.

    David S

  8. Kathleen says:


    Is it anything like this?


    Good job choosing garlic for your cold – good immunity enhancer, and likely to keep that “free love” stuff at bay too……….

  9. Svasti says:

    Hey Jim, I think your cold was fate intervening and giving you a chance to get outta that whacky place for a bit! I’m glad you got to give money to an artist instead of OSHO Inc. I think that’s a much better way to spend your time. LOL!

    I am sorry to hear you’re unwell though, its definitely not comfortable to be so sick but I think you’re doing the right thing imbibing all that curry and garlic!

    Although I’m not sure I entirely agree with David S. I think real Gurus are worth their weight in gold, but the fact is there are many fakers. I in fact have a genuine Guru, and I know this because I spent many years being cynical before seeing for myself how truly genuine he is. And actually my Guru encourages his students to question everything, take nothing for granted. And, there’s no maroon robes, and no endless amounts of money being spent! Just genuine teachings, meditation experiences you can prove for yourself and plenty of openings.

    • Jim says:

      Thanks Svasti….now let us stamp your voucher for that please, cost ya 300 rupees.

    • David S says:

      Don’t know what there is to agree or disagree with my comment there Svasti, unless you think Jim has not grown in cynism towards OSHO (which he patently has).

      • Svasti says:

        Davd S – well, the link you gave tends to suggest that “all gurus” are evil sex fiends. This quote referring to the book is a little much: “This gripping and disturbing book should be read by anyone who finds themself revering a spiritual teacher.”
        I mean, really? That’s pervading a sense of fear and suspicion in which there’s no room for genuine teachers or aspirants. I find that a little rich. I notice the table of contents does mention a series of well known miscreants such as Ramakrishna and Ram Dass. But it seems to be having a go at pretty much any key figure in the Guru tradition, as well as Zen & Thai Budhism, Scientology ad the Catholic Chruch!

        Generally speaking, when I see a document like this that’s tarring everyone with the same brush, I tend to be suspicious of the author’s knowledge and motives. Certainly some of what I’ve briefly read suggests to me that the author has no training in any of these traditions and is using examples out of context. To call Swami Sivananda or Yogananda miscreants is way out of line.

        • David S says:

          THello Svasti. The only point of view I put forward was that Jim’s cynism was growing.

          I have made no comment on the book, other than to offer it for reading, readers form your own opinion.

        • Jim says:

          I’ve not had a chance to look at the book David S,

          Are you saying theres no such thing as a ‘guru’ per say?

      • Jim says:


        Just writing as it is…..maybe that’s how it’s coming across?

        Will conclude today with my final post.

        • Fertile Fish says:

          Hello there in Easilyinfluencedville,

          So you are swallowing it all then?

          And there was me starting to think you weren’t as gullible as I had originally thought!

          snigger snigger snigger

      • Svasti says:

        David S – I’m not suggesting this is your opinion. I’m merely commenting on the book’s contents. And since you’ve provided the link in combination with commenting on Jim’s feelings about OSHO, its natural for me to link the two.

        However, I think reading that sort of, um, literature is highly misleading. Its the sort of… well, pulp, that has much in common with gossip. It prays on people’s fears and what they don’t know. It *sounds* very informative and something like that, which is denouncing pretty much everything and anything slightly spiritual could be enough for some less inquiring minds to assume the author knows what they’re talking about. But I’d suggest that much of what is written on that site is well… sensationalism, lies and misrepresentation of the truth.

        Just my humble opinion, but then I’ve studied a little on some of the great saints of India, as well as the fakes. :)

    • Arvind says:

      Who is your Guru, Svasti?

      Please do share :-)

      • Svasti says:

        This is gonna sound a little dodgy Arvind, but I’d prefer not to say. The reason being is that I blog anonymously, and my preference is to keep things that would identify me (like naming my Guru) to myself. If you check out my blog, you can see why I blog anonymously. There’s a post I recently wrote called “My name is Svasti” that explains why in more detail.

        • Jim says:

          They have a name changing ceremony here at OSHO – it will be in on my concluding post…

        • Fertile Fish says:

          Oh boy that’s great!

          Some suggestions oh gullible one:

          1. I’m a plank, tell me what to believe (maybe a bit of a mouthful that, but very succinct in its message)
          2. Mixed up kid
          3. Sirry Irriot (hmmm, might not work in Pune, save it for a trip to a Chinese Temple)
          4. Fleeced
          5. Stooooooooopiiiiiiiiiid

          snigger snigger snigger

          • Rihab says:

            September 15, 2012 at 6:57 amThis word keeps coming up for me laelty. Like, every day in the past week. Tough one.I am well versed in the art of taking flying leaps, but the word trust does not enter into the equation. I take calculated risks, then I deal with the consequences (if negative) or celebrate and enjoy them (if positive).Trust is an empty concept for me. (I even wrote a whole article once, explaining why! ) Reply

        • Jim says:

          I should have had badges made with all those on…..

          Would have made mealtimes even more interesting!

  10. Zen 99 says:

    Osho on Junnaid, Sufi Master Junnaid – I have always loved to remember a Sufi master Junnaid. He was the master of al-Hillaj Mansoor. He had a habit: after each prayer… and Mohammedans pray five times a day. After each prayer he would say to the sky, “Your compassion is great. How beautifully you take care of us, and we don’t deserve it. I don’t even have words to show my gratefulness, but I hope you will understand the unexpressed gratitude of my heart.”

    They were on a pilgrimage, and it happened that for three days they passed through villages where orthodox Mohammedans would not allow them even to stay in the villages; there was no question of giving them food or water.

    For three days without food, without water, without sleep — tired, utterly frustrated… The disciples could not believe that this man Junnaid, their master, still goes on saying the same things. Before, it was okay — but still he goes on saying, “You are great, you are compassionate, and I don’t have words to express my gratitude.”

    On the third evening when he had finished his prayer, his disciples said, “Now it is time for an explanation. For three days we have been hungry, we have not had water, we are thirsty; we have not slept, we have been insulted continually, no place has been given to us, no shelter. At least today you should not say, `You are great, you are compassionate.’ For what you are showing your gratitude?”

    Junnaid laughed. He said, “My trust in existence is unconditional. It is not that I am grateful because existence provides this and that and that. I am — that’s enough. Existence accepts me — that’s enough. And I don’t deserve to be, I have not earned it. Moreover, these three days have been of tremendous beauty because I had an opportunity to watch whether anger would arise in me, and it didn’t arise; whether I would start to feel that God had forsaken me, and the idea did not arise.

    There has been no difference in my attitude towards existence. My gratitude has not changed, and it has filled me with more gratitude than ever. It was a fire test, and I have come out of it unburned. What more do you want? I will trust existence in my life and I will trust existence in my death. It is my love affair.

    • Jim says:

      Thanks Zen 99 and welcome again,

      Reminds me of the time back in May when we fasted for 8 days at the health spa in Thailand – complete with full colonic irrigation, it was a ‘blast’ as they say. Seriously, felt really clear n bright afterwards!

  11. Urban Pagan says:

    cracking that. is he available for after dinner speeches?

    • Fertile Fish says:

      Careful Mr P, we must not poke fun at this very serious subject regarding the depths people will plumb to justify organised faerytale telling, and belief.

      And, don’t forget, Mixed-Up-Kid has paid a lot of money for his experience, so those gurus must be genuine.

  12. Preston says:

    I love the graph! I want the graph! What a story… hope you’re feeling better!

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