“Does Size Really Matter”

“Wisdom tells me I am nothing.
Love tells me I am everything.
Between the two, my life flows.”
~Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj 

Beyond our sun ... 
It's a big universe

This shot of polar bears playing on the north pole was captured by a NASA camera mounted on a space shuttle and shows the real cause of global warming.

Here is my personal understanding of global warming…excuse moi.

The moral of this newsletter is...

Once upon a time, there was a bunch of tiny frogs... who arranged a running
competition.The goal was to reach the top of a very high tower. A big crowd had gathered around the tower to see the race and cheer on the
contestants....

The race began....

Honestly, no one in the crowd really believed that the tiny frogs would reach
the top of the tower.You heard statements such as:

"Oh, WAY too difficult!!"

"They will NEVER make it to the top."

or:

"Not a chance that they will succeed. The tower is too high!"

The tiny frogs began collapsing. One by one....

except for those, who in a fresh tempo, were climbing higher and higher.

The crowd continued to yell, "It is too difficult!!! No one will make it!"

More tiny frogs got tired and gave up....but ONE continued higher and higher and higher....

This one wouldn't give up!

At the end everyone else had given up climbing the tower. Except for the one
tiny frog that, after a big effort, was the only one who reached the top!

THEN all of the other tiny frogs naturally wanted to know how this one frog
managed to do it?

A contestant asked the tiny frog how he had found the strength to succeed
and reach the goal.
It turned out....

That the winner was DEAF!!!!

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“Nowhere is Now Here”

In the West, I am always in a rush. When I am in India, I am always waiting for a rush. No matter what, this very moment remains illusive. How about you...are you here now? Please take a moment to answer this simple quiz to see if you are living in the moment.

You are driving in a car at a constant speed. On your right side is a 'drop off ' (the ground is 18-20 inches below the level you are traveling on), and on your left side is a fire engine traveling at the same speed as you. In front of you is a galloping horse which is the same size as your car and you cannot overtake it. Behind you is another galloping horse. Both horses are also traveling at the same speed as you. What must you do to safely get out of this highly dangerous situation?

For the answer, click and drag your mouse from star to star.

* Get your ass off the merry-go-round * 

My feeling is that most of us deep meditators are in a rush because we agree with the Mayan Calendar that says the world is coming to an abrupt end 2012. Well I now have conclusive proof that the Mayans are from Venus and Men are from Mars.

Even God is concerned about the end of the world and has begun placing billboards on the super highways in America and the autobahn in Germany to improve his image in these most difficult times.

If you don't believe me, ask God. I overheard a scientist insisting, "Lord, we don't need you anymore. Science has finally figured out a way to create life out of nothing. In other words, we can now do what you did in the beginning. "

"Oh, is that so? Tell me..." replies God.

"Well", says the scientist, "we can take dirt and form it into the likeness of you and breathe life into it, thus creating man."

"Well, that's interesting. Show Me."

So the scientist bends down to the earth and starts to mold the soil.

"Oh no, no, no..." interrupts God, "get your own dirt."

Speaking of the inside dirt...I love this parable I recently received as an email over the innernet. 

Love is, Krishna Prem

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"HEAVEN CAN WAIT"

Be honest, do you think I am at the Osho International Meditation Resort right now because I love women? Or do you think I am here to be meditate my life away?

The answer is none of the above.

I am here in The Osho International Meditation Resort because from Poona, India, it’s a local telephone call to Heaven. Just the other night while I was on stage during our variety show, my cell phone rang...to my amazement it was God himself...< I usually get the operator at the pearly gates>...needless to say I took the collect call.

God asked me about our friend Sam who recently had a silent heart attack. God asked me if Sam was due upstairs in the near future. Personally I was upset that God called me to ask about Sam, but I didn’t let on. I simply suggested it was up to you, God, not me. I was surprised when he said he found it difficult to make decisions. I felt like saying, “Grow up” when God suggested leaving Sam’s fate up to the audience to decide.

In the middle of the night, God rang me again (he can be such a pain in the ass). God appeared relieved by the outcome of the vote...he had a message for Sam. He said, “Tell Sam that old tennis players never die, they just lose their balls.”

And then God started to unnecessarily rag on me. He said he was surprised that when he called to wake me up, that a sixty plus mature meditator like myself was unconsciously dreaming about making love. And just like that he projected a photo of my dreaming mind on my ceiling.

I was totally embarrassed to be exposed as a sex addict in the eyes of God...and I was thankful as hell when God suggested that I go back to sleep and he would personally give me a lesson in Tantra, the supreme understanding.

God, I hope I never wake up. Love is, Krishna Prem

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You may also notice that you can now go easily to any of the previous issues of this newsletter...another new feature is you can now send this newsletter directly to a friend.

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"BEAR HEAR NOW"

On a small iceberg, somewhere near the North Pole, a little bear goes up to
his mother and asks, "Mom, what kind of bear am I?"

"You are a polar bear, son," replies his mother. "Are you sure I am not a
brown bear?" he asks. "Quite sure, son," she replies, "you are a polar
bear."

But the little bear is not satisfied. "Mom," he says, "maybe I am a grizzly
bear?"

"What are you asking these questions for, son?" asks his mother. "You are a
polar bear."

So the little bear walks across the iceberg to his father. "Pop," he says,
"am I a panda bear?"

"No, son," says the father, "you are a polar bear."

"Not a koala bear?" asks the baby bear. "No, you are a polar bear," says 
his father. "Why are you asking all these questions?"

"Because," moans the little bear, "I am cold!"

I just want to send warm love from Poona.

Right now the Osho Meditation Resort is filling up with juicy friends from around the world. the pool is heated, the Osho Auditorium is cooled. and in the cappuccino bar, today's gossip, tomorrow's gospel, can be heard just above the laughter. The Osho Meditation Resort remains a meeting place of friends.

During my first evening meeting, Osho, out of the blue, and totally out of context, said, "I want Krishna Prem to be happy". Osho was referring to the 'other' Krishna Prem, but as he is no longer here, I was subjected to tons of love and hugs for days to follow which finished off my state of down which comes with jet lag. Jet lag always seems to play with my mind until my body lands. Hugging helps.

Come if its easy. Easy is right.

I remain your friend…this snowman melts in your love, kp 

Ps…By the way, I am finished with taxi rides, I just got my Indian driving license so we can safely cruise the pot holes of Poona together on our way to dinner. 

On the other hand, if you prefer an intimate evening at home, we can relax and order tofu burgers to take out…

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In the past, my defining moment of a near death experience was the taxi roller coaster ride between Mumbai and The OSHO Meditation Resort. Full of jet lag and overweight luggage, I entered my taxi with the thought that thank heavens my plane didn't crash land on arrival and prayed that my taxi wouldn't fly off that road just like the overturned trucks, one after another, lying in the valleys below me as my taxi crawled over the hill stations on my way home. And every time, just as I began to doze off, my driver (invariably) saw his chance to pass eleven trucks all at once...from the inside lane. Horns blasting, my neck whipped me back into attention. Believe me, if you managed to relax on that ride...you didn't need to take it in the first place. As Osho reminds us, "The journey is the goal".

Now that India is topping a billion in population, give or take a hundred million fellow travellers, Mother India is not getting into the birth control business, but has chosen instead to improve her highway infrastructure. So now the old death trap has become a highway. The jet lag is still real. The taxis still pass on the wrong side of logic and the trucks still only get flat tires on the passing lane or flat tops in the valley below...but my chances of arriving alive and unwell are now better then 50/50.

Amazingly, what I discovered about myself, is that I remained more alert and in the moment when my body was threatened on the old road, but now that I feel safe on the new highway, my mind kicks in like never before.

When my mind goes into overdrive, I tend to get totally depressed…and I consider taking the new designer drug below.

Thanks to Osho, I took the natural high road of meditation.

“Freedom is the ultimate experience of life.  There is nothing higher than that.  And out of freedom many flowers blossom in you.  Love is the flowering of your freedom.  Compassion, another flowering of your freedom.  All that is valuable in life flowers in the innocent, natural state of your being.  So don't connect freedom with independence. Independence is naturally from something, from somebody. Don't connect freedom with doing things that you want to do, because that is your mind, not you. Wanting to do something, desiring to do something, you are in the bondage of your wanting and your desiring.  But the freedom I have been talking about you simply are -- in utter silence, serenity, beauty, bliss." - Osho

To be honest, even choosing mediation over drugs, I often feel like I'm snooping around.

In closing, I just want to say I really enjoy sending out this little newsletter to you all. And I came to find out recently that many friends didn't receive my last g.u.r.u. newsletter as I am computer illiterate.

So two reminders, please feel free to email this newsletter on to your friends who are Osho lovers…and if you did not see my sadhu friend below, please click onto the link below him to see the newsletter you missed as it is a gem.

Please note that the OSHO International Meditation Resort  has new phone and fax numbers Tel. No. +91 20 6601 9999 Fax. No. +91 20 6601 9990

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Love is the answer, kp
 

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The above cartoon from the New Yorker Magazine is politically incorrect. The ashram is now the OSHO International Meditation Resort . But as I laughed out loud, I realized it was time to put my blue jeans in storage and dust off my maroon robes as I ready for my return to Poona, India, my love.

As for you, join me if its easy…please consider taking the stress test below to see if the time is right for you to make your “flight from the alone to the alone”.

The photo above has 2 identical dolphins in it. It was used in a case study on stress levels with patients at the world renowned Ruby Hall Clinic. Look at both dolphins jumping out of the water. Although the dolphins are identical, a closely monitored scientific study revealed that a person under stress will find differences in the two dolphins. If there are many differences found between the dolphins, it means that the person is experiencing a significant amount of stress. Look at the photograph. If you find more than one or two differences you may want to take a well deserved vacation at the Osho Meditation Resort.

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And by all means, please give yourself a great big cyber hug from me...until we bump into each other along the path… http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vr3x_RRJdd4 …in love, kp

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It’s raining God! Hallelujah!

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I can’t help myself. I am an animal… still now, but especially in my past lives… in my most recent past life as an animal, I was a giraffe. Being so tall, it was natural for me to learn the art of witnessing.

As a dog, I learned to express my feelings.

My favorite past life was when I was a whale… I remember singing not because I knew anything, but because I had a song.

So remember, do one brave thing then run like hell… love, kp

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High Friends, I was invited to write a meditation column for an on-line magazine out of Los Angeles… www.wholelifetimes.com …the magazine also features an article by Osho. Here it is.

There are only 24 hours in a day, so how can you possibly find time to meditate?

You are simply too busy to give up your precious time simply to relax and let go. At least that’s what I hear all the time from my friends when I return to Los Angeles, the City of Angels, from India. It took me the longest time to understand how busy Angels are.

Certainly you need to a fast car to get from ‘here to here’.

Funny enough, I agree with you. Twenty-four hours is simply not enough time to have a successful life. So I want to offer you an extra 24 hours a day for “free” if you agree to set aside just one hour for meditation. Deal?

This is what I mean; The usual 24 hours is the time you spend away from yourself. It is the time you give your ‘outer’ life. It is your job, your society, your children.

Look closely now: You also spend 24 hours a day on your inner self, talking to yourself, taking care of yourself.

No wonder you are tired, every day of your life is 48 hours of work!

That’s where meditation comes in. When you learn to meditate–or let’s call it simply when you learn to relax—there is no such thing as time. You are simply in the moment. When your outer life and your inner life are in harmony, time disappears.

Here’s a "lifework” assignment to address that inner-outer harmony. Pick a juicy hour of your busy day and remain alert for one hour. Simply watch your two voices—inner and outer.

A perfect example is being at dinner with a beloved. Watch your body eats and watch what comes out of your mouth at the same time. Witness what your mind is constantly repeating, Is this food too fattening. I'd rather be alone. Making love is less fattening.

Remember the lifework assignment is be alert, not to be honest. Relax.

Be prepared.. You just might rediscover that you are not the mind, not the body, that you are simply the witness. If so, give your self an "A" for Enlightenment. If not, give yourself an "E" for Ego. In any case, have fun, it’s your life.

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I just booked my train ticket to Mumbai… training remains the best way to feel Mother India and meet her children up close and personal.

My six months in Poona are coming to an end…its time to leave the “womb” for the big bad world… on my screensaver, I have emblazoned an Osho quote which is my fire test.

For me, it’s a good time to get out of town…the heat is back in India big time…my new idea of keeping my cool is to jump in the swimming pool at 3pm and then throw my maroon robe over my wet suit…and strut my stuff…I look like I pissed all over my self…but I grew up with the American Mantra, “Whatever Works”.

The Osho Meditation Resort is still juicy with a final exodus of best friends…which gives me a week of watching my very own breath before I hit Amsterdam…until then I’ll be in my own room in Osho house…with the air-conditioner on full blast…while I leave my wet suit on… somebody’s got to “maditate”.

I must add that the resort is so very sweet in this moment; the heat and intimacy have so much in common here.

Remember to be gentle with yourself. Love, kp

A yogi leaves his cave in the Himalayas for New York City to test his enlightenment… he decides to drop his attachment to being a vegetarian and stops at a hot dog stand and orders his lunch: 'Make me one with everything.'

The yogi gives the vendor a $20 bill. The vendor takes the $20 and gives the yogi his hot dog. The yogi waits a beat. The vendor just smiles at him...

'Surely this hot dog didn't cost twenty bucks! Where's my change?'

and the vendor replies.....

'Ah, but change must come from within!’

The yogi was so upset that he walked straight into a bar and ordered his first alcoholic beverage in his lifetime. He was the only dark skinned man there. As he waited for his shot of booze, he noticed a white man behind him.

The white man said, ‘Colored people are not allowed here.’ The Indian yogi turned around and stood up.

He then said: ‘Listen sir... when I was born I was Brown, when I grew up I was Brown, when I'm sick I'm Brown, when I go in the sun, I'm Brown, when I'm cold I'm Brown.’ ‘And when I die I'll be Brown.’

‘But you sir, when you're born you're Pink, when you grow up you're White, when you're sick, you're Green, when you go in the sun you turn Red, when you're cold you turn Blue.’ ‘And when you die, you turn bright Purple.’

And you have the nerve to call me colored?’

The white man walked away... and our yogi sat back down, takes a sip and begins to enjoy his zorba nature.

kp above, the party below… using the party energy to work on my g.u.r.u. newsletter.

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