Showing posts with label Osho. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Osho. Show all posts
As we made our way to the galleria, there was a silence that filled the space between us and yet, we were communicating… way a lot. We crossed the gate and the road and then the other gate and go into Meera. The area where the pyramid meditation hall was. It is called the Buddha Hall. It also housed the Galleria and one of the eating spaces. What Suryam told me was that it also now housed the office of the Security in-charge of the entire place. His name is Dhyanesh Bharti and I call him Daddy with love :) He is the man that had made my stay possible, more then comfortable, when I actually was living there. I peeped into the office but he was not there. “Baad mey milliyo… Breakfast kerney gaye hongey.”

He lead the way into the store and I asked for the badge. It was the last one for the moment… and it was there, just for me. :) “Tarey bade naseeb hotey hain.” I looked at him with a completely girly smile on the face and a twinkle in my eyes…! “Haay Janeman… is liye to Baba and mai… dono tujsey itna pyaar kartein hain.” With that he hugged me and we were giggling again. I put on the badge and we walked into the main area. We crossed both the gates and the road again and it was amazing how beautifully people respected the badge. I saw a few people who I knew and would have definitely talked to, but when they saw it… they simply smiled and lowered their eyes. :)



I love the feeling that someone can actually respect another’s wishes and honor them. I wish it was like that in the outside world!! But alas..!

On reaching the other side, he said his good bye and told me that he will be back in the evening. “Tu aapna silence karlio… phir shaam ko baith key batyeingey. Milta hu…! Khush Raiho.” With that he left and I went into the book shop again. I looked around and my attention was totally captured by the various books on Sufism. It felt good to be in that moment since somewhere I believe that I am a Sufi. There is a certain kind of oneness in the thought. I was looking at them and something told me that I should get the books. All of them…! I picked them out and began to go thru the backs, reading what they were talking about. Each one of them was talking to me… about just what I needed to know. So much grace was flowing into my life at that moment… I was in tears! But they were tears of happiness. A joy that humbled my life and made it worth living… one more time.



I put my hand on the badge and told the Ma at the desk to keep the books aside and that I will get them when I am back in a bit. I walked out and saw Sam by the pool…! I was so excited…! He is the one person who I will always always love. {talking about him will be another post all together. :P} All I want to mention is the fact that he is a Sufi. I ran up to him, turning my badge around on the way, and gave him an all mighty hug. :) “Awww… Sufi girl, You’r back!! I have missed you.” Yes! That is what Sam calls me “Sufi Girl”!!! he has been saying that to me since the day he set eyes on me. Like he could see what I was made of and wanted me to know that he saw it. We talked for a bit and I told him that it was my birthday and he told me… “Get yourself the Sufi series girl… its time.” WOW… that was a mad conformation I got. Frankly I was now feeling alright, thinking that I was on the right track in my mind and heart. It felt wonderful. Just then the alarm for lunch went off and I started towards Meera.

I turned my badge again. I got some light food, a kiwi and some boiled veges. I wanted to go into the Samadhi in 45 minutes, so I decided to keep it light. Its always better to meditate when you have an empty stomach or a very light and natural meal. It did not take long. I was done in ample time and I went off to the other side to go into the Samadhi. Just entering the zone is so peaceful. I noticed how beautifully my gait had changed. Suddenly, I was not walking. I was gliding. I went into the glass doors and the energy hit me even stronger. I could not help but smile my blissed out smile. I hung up my sling and took my pair of white socks. As I sat there wearing them, the Ma in charge there gestured not to wear those, instead take the pair she was giving me. I then realized that mine had red strawberries on it and that was not ok. It was like a message to leave back the child and move into a grown up phase. It never denied the child, but it had to be tucked warmly away at times. I understood. When I was ready I began my walk in. The initial corridor is full of the books OSHO read.

As I walked in I looked at the various books, remembering the ones that has always caught my attention. The Babyloyan Civizilation, The Chakras and mostly such books. But this time, it was different. The only books that caught my eye were those of LOVE…! It was a little weird… unnerving in a way! I cannot explain why. I tried to look for the books I always noticed, but I just could not find them. It was like someone had changed the arrangement. I doubt that even happens, ever! But I still could only meet with this new group of books. They seemed very excited to have caught my attention. But something made me nervous. I quickened my pace and made my left turn into the next space. It is a place with mirrors and Osho’s personal chair. I could not hide. I kept seeing this inexplicable nervousness and fear in my self.

I ran faster. Another turn right and I was almost there. I slowed down there and picked up a cushion to be able to rest my feet on. Finally I stepped into the meditation chamber.



It is so silent at every moment that you can hear yourself THINK. I bowed down at the marble Samadhi and found myself a space to sit. With an erect spine, I closed my eyes. I was on my way. In my state I just asked OSHO to guide me into the next phase of my life. I told him I thought that there was something that I needed to pay attention to and much I needed to change. There was to be more to my life now, more then I had expected.

In a few moments I was in a very different state of conscious. He answers started coming. “START PAYING ATTENTION TO EVERY BOOK THAT CAUGHT YOUR EYE WHEN YOU WALKED IN. THERE WAS A COMMON THEME TO THEM. YOU HAVE BEEN RUNNING FROM THIS PART OF YOUR LIFE FOR A LONG LONG TIME AND YOU KNOW IT. NOW IS THE TIME TO FACE IT. GROW UP, BELOVED. IF YOU KEEP IGNORING IT YOU SHALL BE STUCK IN YOUR SPIRITUAL PATH. LET IT MOVE FORWARD.” I understood what was being told, but I still was not willing to accept it. I asked a silly question, “Can there be no other way out?” And I promptly had an answer. I FELL ASLEEP…. for about 5 minutes. Hahahaahahah!!!! There was no communication just pure silence. Was almost like I was told, “If you ask me silly questions, I will give you silly answers.”

How true! We know everything we need to do, most of the time. Our being will keep telling us about it. But it is our mind that creates the limitation. So many things are waiting to manifest thru us and we don’t allow them, we block them. And all it really needs is a thought as silly as, “I don’t think I can do it.” Then you cant. We give ourselves so many reasons: Society, Morals, Time, Goals, or then “JUST”. That is what I was doing. Giving myself ample reasons to avoid this and yet… it was a very simple thing. Ok I was afraid and did not really understand it, but at least I could have tried! I was being reminded of it so many times and I choose to ignore it each time. But now… it was not possible.

I was shown ways and means of how I could deal with it and all the beauty of when it actually happened. I was even assured that it was in my birth chart. Hahahahah. I was in such a beautiful space that I did not want to come back even when the bell chimed. But I had to. Slowly I opened my eyes and moved my body. I was, of course, smiling. I got up, thanked OSHO and walked out. On passing the mirrors again, I saw a different me. I was relaxed and more grounded. I liked me better like this. In the corridor with the books, I still shyed away. “THERE’S ALWAYS THE NEXT HOUR.”, I heard him say. I smiled and went past.

It was too much for me to handle. I was learning so much on this Blessed day that I could now not but think I needed to make notes. But I did not, not until now. so here goes, another round of what I gathered:
1: What is meant to be yours, WILL BE, no matter what.
2: You’r constantly talking to yourself… if only you listen.
3: Many notice you… but only some SEE you, including yourself.

The 2nd trip to the Samadhi was as interesting :)

In much love and all light…
Blessed be :)
It was sleep and yet I was awake. Like the song I had heard, had come to life that very night. That night was conscious sleep and I enjoyed every moment of it. I was up at 7:30am and felt so very well rested. There was a different quality in the day… it was so silent. I was already centered. I went about the morning like I usually do, simply in a different surrounding. It did not feel like I was away from what I called home. Was showered and ready in a short while and then had a little time before I went to the Ashram. {what they now call the OSHO International Meditation Resort}. I looked at myself in the mirror…. I was a day older… a year older… but I still looked the same. Nothing had changed on the outside. So what… had anything changed on the inside?


{Me on my 25th birthday - in the ashram even then.}

I was to be answered on the in a while. I reached the Welcome Center and waited for the person in charge to look me up on the computer. Done. I was guided to take the Aids test and met the doctor again. ☺ He is a jolly fellow who loved to smile. “Arrey Shakti aap vapas aagaye? Very good very good, aap ko bahut miss kiya.” I was smiling within myself as I thought of all the days I had spent in the welcome center helping people register and get ready to walk into this new world. And here I was now, being supported by the same environment and friends to walk into my new world. ☺ It was a full circle. Lost in my thoughts, I did not realize that he was ready and waiting. I put out my right index finger and there was a small prick…

Blood should have flown out, but it did not. I looked at it and then I looked at him all confused. “Arrey hota hai… kabhi kabhi ziddi hota hai, thoda finger press karkey nikal na padta hai.” He pressed my finger and out came one perfect round drop of deep red blood. The relese was tremendous! Suddenly it felt like something that had been stored for a while, within me, was finally out. I was actually lighter, physically and mentally. I don’t know what happened, but it was nice. He took it in the dropper and then wiped the rest away. I stepped out and waited. I stood by the pond, leaning on one of the pillers and looked into the water and at the reflection of Buddha statue in it. It was so silent… it just was. It just sat there smiling at me. I was already smiling but now there was a different quality to it. I stood there looking at it and it sat there looking at me. We were having some sort of a conversation.


{The one i am talking about, in a distance}

Finally I got the pass and was about to enter when Suryam, a very close friend, landed up. There was a sudden madness of hugging and kissing and holding hands and talking and shoulder slapping and… phew..! He is a really jolly and happy fellow who knows how much he loves OSHO and nothing else matters to him. A typical Punjabi boy with a solid heart of gold. He has always been a great great friend.



I walked in with him and realized that much has changed there… for a while. Although I straight wanted to run off and get a silence badge, he took me to the plaza for a hot chocolate and samosa. I agreed, But before that we stopped by the book shop. I picked up 2 cards from the OSHO tarot pack, asking them to guide me on my 30th year. The 1st was “Nothing-ness and the second was “Postponement”. It re-conformed what I knew… I was to drop it all and become one again, without the slightest delay. The card of nothing-ness was also about the state I wanted to achive in my meditation, and this told me I would this year. The feeling was that of much going to happen this year. I had already felt it.

“Dekh Baba bolrah hai khali ho ja… nai to koi point nai hai.” We had met after a very long time and we could not really get enough of each other. We laughed and talked and he did his usual silliness and made it a point to see me laughing. I was laughing, yet there was a silence to the moment. He understood it so well. “Bahut badi hogaye hai?? Buddhi ho gaye hai!!! Chal koi nahi, isi khushi mai muskura de.” And there it was… yet another smile that lit up my eyes and made them sparkle. The smile he remembered me smiling for the last 6 years. As I smiled so did he, “HAI… Aab meri janu lagdi pai…” heheheheh. I just looked at him and realized how important it was to have, around us, people who really know us and understand who we really are. I was so lucky to have Suryam, even if I met him once in 2 years and just for a day even. I did not realize that I was still looking at him. “Oye… inna pyaar jalakaye ge to aapney liye kya rakheygi?” And we were laughing again.

It feels very normal when I say laughing and smiling and talking… … but it was completely different. All the opposites came together right there. It was silence but it was laughter. It was moving forward but no leaving behind. It was all new and yet it was just an integration of the old. I took a deep sigh and closed my eyes. The music from the Buddha Grove called out to us and Suryam would not take no for an answer. “Sari zindagi padi hai silence honey key liye…” With that he just pulled me to the Grove. At first I could not move, I was stuck. I shifted my body all uncomfortable and holding on to my shawl. I had never been like this. After one song he quietly came from the back and ran away with the shawl,” Khali ho ja… Dil khol key nach… nai te tang kardunga.”


{Where we loose our inhibitions and hopefully keep them lost}

I just stood there, feeling bare and naked. I had frozen. I had been trying to hide from everyone and now I no longer could. I could not even hide from myself. But what was I hiding? It was like wanting to go back in time. When I was a silly, happy girl of 25 and had no care in the world. When I was the life of the dance floor and everyone waited for me to come on. When I had no inhibitions just a flow of life that ran thru my being and I was unafraid of expressing it. And now I stood there, at the center of the grove and felt naked. I could not move even the little that I was earlier. He just stood by and watched everything.

He asked the dj to play my favorite Belly Dancing tracks and a few more that I had always loved. They came on and he stood before me at a distance. I could see him looking at me, sure…, yet somewhere hoping that I will reconnect. And to start me off he did a few of the thumkas. Hahahaha. Slowly I started moving and in five minutes I forgot the world. I was back to being Shakti… the powerful, uninhibited one. The one I had always been, but forgotten. I was so happy that I could have carried on for ever, but the Grove was scheduled for just an hour each day. As the last song began to play, he came by and pretended to dance besides me. I did not even notice until it was over and I refused to stop. I did not need any music from the outside, anymore. The tune playing from within had made its re-appearance. I had once more allowed my self to connect to it. Finally I stopped and stood very still, very silent. But there was a huge difference between the silence before the celebration and after it. I was re-emerging. :)

Suryam stood in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders,”Ro ley! Khail ho ja.!” And I did! I cried a million tears of happiness. A happiness of meeting… of going back… of celebrating the reunion… of old memories that I was making my today… of energies I had shed off… of the love that I was re-entering. The list went on and on. We hugged and I breathed a deep long breath. It was not like the short breaths that I had back at home.

I don’t even know how long it was. “Tum jananio kena yahi buri aadat hai, bus moka miljaye, rona bundh nahi hota. Chal pani pilau…” heheheheheheeh… There were tears in my eyes and I was smiling, giggling if you please. At that moment I wondered why I was not in love with this mad hatter. I was… actually we were in love with each other, but it was way beyond what we could even explain or understand. And we loved it.

Back at the plaza table, I wanted to go into silence again. But this time it was a different silence. The first time around it was with questions and a need to be directed. This time it was just silence… an empty and satisfied silence of acceptance and of love. Suryam had helped me get here. He was talking to some common friends, but the moment I decided to tell him, he turned to me. “Chal silence wala badge ley aatey hain.” With that we got up and walked towards the galleria.. :)

It may just have been a few hours of the morning, but it had sooooooooooooo much to teach me. This is what I gathered:
1: Filling up was no big deal, it was the emptying out that was a task.
2: To receive or express anything I wanted to, I was to be empty.
3: If I tried to grow up and think… I ruined everything for myself. {Hahahahahh}

This was just the morning. The beauty of the silence was yet to happen to me. I was already high!

In much love and all light…
Blessed be :)