Premananda
talks to Eddie Blatte
January 2003 in Tiruvannamalai, India
Premananda
talks to Eddie Blatte
January 2003 in Tiruvannamalai, India
Premananda
talks to Eddie Blatte
January 2003 in Tiruvannamalai, India
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Perhaps we could begin by you describing your early life in England and how you became interested in spirituality. I was born in December 1944 in Bangor, North Wales, United Kingdom. The first year of my life, which of course I don't remember was spent with my mother in a small cottage on a vast, sandy beach. At that time World War II was coming to an end, and my father, who was a doctor in the British army, was in Germany. I didn't have any contact with my father in the first year of my life but I had a close contact with my mother, who I remember as a very soft person. The photographs at that time show me as a cute, blonde, curly haired baby and my mother as a very lovely looking woman. I remember that this was a very happy time for me, at the same time there seems to be some kind of awareness of the dangerous war situation. My father returned after I was about one year old, and photographs show him as a young, he was in his early 30's, smiling, typical middle-class doctor. Shortly after that we moved as a family to Ipswich, which is a small town about a hundred kilometres northeast of London, a kind of farming town. We had a house on the edge of the town in the countryside and shortly after we moved there, my brother and sister were born, and later on another brother who was always the "young brother." So I have two brothers and a sister. We lived together in that house for about fifteen years and I went through both my childhood and teenage years there. It was a very typical middleclass house. I was growing up in the 50's. Materially things were quite simple, but as I look back at that time there is always a happy memory. My childhood was a mixture of the influence of my mother, who was a housewife and encouraged play and gave us a lot of freedom and space to play, and the influence of my father. My father was working and away from the house in the day time. He was an authority figure and rather intellectual. At meal-times he often seemed far away in his thoughts. Our family was close knit and we used to sit down together and have formal meals with one another. I remember having quite a few friends in that area and because we were in the countryside we were able to go and play and make adventures outside. So I guess when we get to the 60's that would be the time that you went to University? Was that in London? Yes, when I was twenty years old I left the family and moved to London and studied Civil Engineering. That choice was arbitrary; I really had no idea what I wanted to do. I became a chartered Civil and Structural Engineer but at that moment, I started to get some sense of what my true interests were and what I wanted to do. I was about twenty-three years old. I realized that Engineering was far too mechanical and technological for me. So I got a job in a firm that was a mixture of engineers and architects. It's a well-known firm who designed the Sydney Opera House structure and the Pompidou Centre in Paris. It was a big exciting international company. I started working there about 1967. The work was challenging and interesting but even from the first days I realized that it wasn't for me. I had a big shock when I went to the first meetings of the Chartered Engineers and I was looking around the room and realized that I was in the wrong place. I didn't feel any sense of connection with these people. Did you feel that there was something missing that you had to find? Ever since the end of my teenage years I'd had a very strong question. I remember when I was a teenager that very often in the late evenings I would end up sitting with my father, and we would have long conversations and debates together, far into the night about the world and life and philosophy. I remember those debates as an exploration of life. I was very much into understanding life and people. Out of all of that talking I was left with a question. It was a very strong question, which gradually increased during my early twenties, but I didn't know what the question was, and I had no idea what the answer might be. The question seemed to be about not really fitting in, not feeling "this is my life and what I want to be." So when I became an engineer and realised that I didn't want that profession, I went through a few years of chaos and confusion while I was looking desperately for somewhere where I would fit in. So that eventually led you to leave your work and to go overseas and travel? What happened was that finally, after several whiskies, I resigned my job and went back to university to study architecture. I went back as a mature student; I was older than most of the other students. I went to a beautiful architecture school. It was an independent school and attracted interesting teachers from around the world. The curriculum was not just about architecture but many other subjects related to architecture and human civilization and culture. I graduated from that college as an architect, and with a longing to explore myself and my relationship with life "What is life and what is it all about?" That question was becoming very strong. When I finished college, I felt that I was in a rut as far as my daily life in London was concerned. I had met some Japanese architects and they were very encouraging, in asking me to come to Japan. On the spur of the moment I decided to go to Japan for three months. I went to Japan and got a job in an architect's office in Tokyo and immediately went into an enormous cultural shock. I had to confront my yuppie, middle-class English upbringing, very traditional, formal and staid and stiff. In those days I had gold-rimmed glasses, a goatee beard and wore a white suit. I had a yuppie image, which actually went down quite well with the Japanese. They were very welcoming to me. I met lots of interesting people. But this internal question became even stronger. I went into a "dark night of the soul". It wasn't just a night; it went on for several years. I found myself staying in Japan; I kept postponing leaving Japan, partly because I was intrigued by the different culture, but it was mainly because I was engrossed in an internal dialogue which was provoked by being in an alien culture. So it was very good that I was in Japan. Although I had many friends I was alone. I met a Japanese woman (a fashion designer) who later became my wife. Did she have something to do with your next step on the spiritual path and finding a teacher? Not really no. So how did that come about? That came about in quite an amazing way. Although I was about twenty-eight years old I still had no idea about the spiritual life. I was beginning with acupuncture and shiatsu, so I was moving in a spiritual direction, but not consciously. Suddenly existence took over. I had arranged to meet an architect, to speak about Japanese architecture. He was a very interesting man. He was German and a Professor at M.I.T. in Boston, America, and was living in Kyoto with his Japanese wife. I was introduced to him as he was an expert in Japanese architecture and I made an appointment and went to see him. That night we almost didn't talk anything about architecture. He and his wife made a beautiful dinner. One of his students, a Chinese woman was also present and we all sat down to dinner in their traditional Japanese house. They started to talk about their spiritual teacher, somebody called Rajneesh. They started to talk about tantra, yoga and meditation. And all this was completely new to me. I must have had some interest because we talked through the whole night. It was only when the light came up at dawn that it was suggested that it might be time to sleep! The conversation that night was the big turning point of my life. In a way it completely changed my life, although I didn't really understand the significance. When they played me a tape the next morning of their spiritual teacher, Rajneesh, I wasn't really interested. I told them, "I am sorry it was a very nice night, but I don't think that this is really for me". I remember walking out of the house and they said, "You are absolutely ready for this". Then existence totally stepped in. It was amazing really. I had arranged to take Yoshiko, who became my wife, to England to visit my parents and friends at Christmas. After we had done that we went to Paris for a week on holiday. The plane back to Japan didn't arrive because of some kind of technical problem, and the airline put us in a hotel for the night. The next morning we got a new ticket and got on the plane, which was Air India. We were flying back to Tokyo via Delhi. As we were approaching Delhi, I suddenly said to Yoshiko, "Well, why dont we get out in Delhi for a few days and see India?" We decided on the spur of the moment to do that. The next morning I went to the airline office to confirm our flight and amazingly they told me that we had regular tickets, (not cut rate ones) so if we wanted we could fly throughout India at no extra cost. So I said to my future wife, "Well why don't we have our honeymoon now? Because we can go all over India and look at all these places and then go back to Japan a few weeks later." We agreed to do that and went to all these interesting places and had a lovely time. At some point we got to Bombay and we realised that we were quite close to the Ashram of this German professor I had met in Kyoto. Spontaneously we decided to visit the Ashram. We took the train to Pune and came to the Rajneesh Ashram. As I walked through the gate, which was called 'The gateless gate', I immediately felt at home. It was incredible. I had always felt that I never fitted in, but suddenly I felt that this was my place, that I was home. The feeling was emotional, powerful and strong and it was without any reason. It was as if the question I'd had for about ten years, was suddenly answered. It was an amazing experience. We went to the morning discourses and heard Rajneesh who became Osho speaking and took part in some of the Ashram's workshops and meditations. What was just going to be a couple of days, turned into two weeks. By this time I lost all my work in Japan ^ because Japanese companies don't like you to turn up about a month late! I knew that would happen but somehow I threw everything to the wind because the moment was so powerful. Despite myself, I just had to stay there. That was the big shift in my life. Did you developed a relationship with Osho and became his devotee? Not at that time. It was like a beginning. I still had a lot of questions because I was a mindy person. We went back to Japan and both decided that we would stay in Japan for a year and earn money, and then we would go back to that Ashram on our way back to England where we were going to set up our new married life. We got married and her family gave her some money, which was exactly the same amount that I earned during that year. So we both had money and we travelled from Japan, through China and Asia. We went on a very beautiful journey and ended up at the Pune Ashram. We found a nice place to live and settled down. But we were clearly on our way back to England to start a new life. What was it about Osho that attracted you to return? Was it the man or his Teaching? I think that it was a mixture. There was a tremendous feeling of excitement, love, craziness, wonder and beauty at that time in that Ashram. It was 1976 and early days for that Ashram. Osho himself was quite young and his talks were very dynamic. He was talking about things that I had never really thought about and he was challenging all my beliefs. He was pointing strongly to another direction, another possibility. He himself represented the possibility of an internal transformation, which would radically change me and my relationship to the world. And that was very attractive. So there was something dissatisfying about the way you were living? Although my family life had been a happy one, when I left home and went into the wider world, it was a world I couldnt easily relate with or didn't particularly want to relate with. And here in this Ashram I found all the ingredients that seemed to be the answer to my dilemma. How long were you with Osho altogether? Did you stay as a devotee? After a few months I became a sannyasin, which meant that I was initiated directly by Osho and given a new name and a mala to wear. I settled down with meditation at the Ashram and being part of the community. I was already an artist, so my closest friends were painters. There was a painting group. Yoshiko also stayed. There was some resistance from her because she felt my energy moving away from her. It was almost like I had another lover, but my other lover was actually the man called the Master. She became resistant to the situation and would have been happy if we had left. But a couple of months after me, she also became a sannyasin and settled down.We stayed something like a year together and then she met a man and left and went back to Europe with him. I decided to stay at the Ashram. I stayed another six months. I was there for a total of about one and a half years and would have stayed longer but Osho himself left and flew to America. At that time I had no choice so I went back to England. Eventually Osho died. At that time you wanted, or needed to find another Guru? I spent six months with the Osho community in Oregon, U.S.A. After that I spent another year in an Osho Centre in California. Then when he came back to India the second time, I went and joined the Ashram in Pune again and was there for about three years. I had no thought of looking for another Master. There was no question of that. I was totally focussed on Osho. I was doing some intense bodywork in those days and previously I had been editing some of Osho's books. I had also been a painter and an architect and in fact worked in the Ashram Architecture Department. So I had done various jobs in the Ashram and was a part of the community there. Suddenly Osho left his body. It was not totally unexpected as he had been ill for a year, but when it actually happened it was a shock. I think I remained there for another year after he left his body and it was an intense and beautiful time and a lot was happening. I still had no idea to look for another Master. I met a Russian woman in the Ashram, who was a psychology student from Moscow University, and we became lovers. She wanted the bodywork that I was doing to be introduced to her Psychology Department in Moscow. She invited me to go to Russia. The person who had developed this particular type of bodywork encouraged me to go. I went to the Soviet Union about fourteen years ago and nothing worked out as planned. It was shortly before the Soviet Union collapsed and changed into Russia. It was a very interesting time as the whole communist way of life was crumbling and wasnt working anymore. People had very little food and goods werent available in the shops. Few people were working. There was nothing much happening in the normal way of things. The country was teetering on the brink of collapse. The people had been really starved of contact with Western people and with spiritual things. I became a sort of travelling Guru through a series of amazing accidents. I didn't have any plans to do that but every weekend I found myself teaching meditation workshops and the healing arts that I knew and giving long talks. Up to a hundred people would turn up, seemingly coming from nowhere. Totally illegally I travelled throughout the Soviet Union. I travelled from Lithuania in the West all the way to Tashkent in the East. I travelled enormous distances very cheaply in the trains. There was a little group of people who travelled with me. It was a wonderful six-month period. I got a taste of sharing truth with other people, and I liked it very much. Was something still drawing you back to India? I left the Soviet Union with the woman who had become my lover, translator and friend and we moved to England. By that time I had been separated for the last five years from Yoshiko, although we were still friends. The idea was that my Russian friend and I would set up a life in England together. But had some feeling that the spiritual journey wasn't complete. The feeling was different from the one I'd had inside before. There was a sense of incompletion. I found myself not ready to settle down in England and felt the pull to go back to India. I was still not looking for a Master. I was interested in getting that last bit of the jigsaw and I didn't know that I would need another Master to do that, so I went back to the same Ashram in Pune. Osho had been gone for about a year by then, and I settled down and continued my own internal search. I got to a nice state, felt inner peace, was at ease with meditation and felt a strong internal focus. So in a way I wasn't really dissatisfied, it was sort of 'okay'. I probably could have continued in that way, but suddenly it was like the wind of existence blew in and I heard about another Teacher. The name of the Teacher was Poonjaji. I had read an interview with this man and I also saw a video. But the real clincher was that I started noticing people who had come back from visiting this Poonjaji. I saw an amazing transformation in these people. There was a glow and internal smile from them that touched me. The feeling was a different from the one I'd had inside before. He tried to show me that if I could see that and let it go, then I was free. He was excited by his realisation and understanding. This was very unexpected and exciting because I had thought of enlightenment as far away and unattainable, and suddenly this close friend was telling me with a lot of excitement, that it was attainable right now. All I had to do was see this simple truth, which I didn't quite see. He tried to explain it to me but I didn't quite get it. But he gave me the final push to go and see Papaji. |