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I remember once in the ashram in Pune I saw the signs promoting the Unworthiness group that was about to happen. No way! I’m not gonna do that. God, it will be a room full of dorks, of people whose lives are just sooo hangdog!! While the group was...

Within ten minutes of meeting and greeting each other a group of women are likely to have discussed the new teacher at school, Jean’s haircut, the film they saw last night and Brenda’s latest treatment for breast...

Over the years I have heard and experienced so much around masks. It is even, in a way, old hat to even talk about masks, but their unconscious existence keeps popping up like that single...

Finding the courage to trust. What does that mean? When we say we trust someone, or we ask to be trusted, what exactly are we saying? Osho spoke often about trust, and of course he managed to say diametrically opposed things, or at least that is...

My car is sending me messages, or it was until it died. In my haste to ‘do’ I seriously neglected my mode of transport. I drove to meetings, appointments and other ‘important’ places and failed to put oil and water into the little engine of...

A time comes in your life when you finally get it - when in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks, and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out -...

Where would we be without our stories? In silence perhaps, in boredom? Now and again I find myself lost in stories, stories about this one or that, what is happening and what isn’t, getting involved in stuff that is none of my business. It is...

I have been thinking recently about male sexuality and how it seems to have become one of the unmanageable things in our society. The papers are full of assault, rape, men spiking drinks, child pornography, paedophilia, wanking in the sand dunes......

The truth excites me. Yet the more I thought and talked about it the more confused I became. I found that I knew nothing about truth. I could write pages on what truth...

Our childhood landscape carries our history. It is our inner sense of where we belong reflected in an external world. How much of that place where we grew up (for better or worse) influences our idea of place and where we choose to live as...