…left his body in Spain.
Prem Geeten, aka Sol Lovesong, left his body in Spain. He had been at Priya’s (formerly Karuno’s) place there for a holiday and suddenly went out of communication with her. She had been in touch with Geeten by phone. His body was found in his bed there. He was last seen on Tuesday 18th December.
An ‘old’ sannyasin, he was born, on Christmas Day, 67 years ago and lived most of his life in London. His mother had mental health problems and ended up living on the street, his father was Italian and left. He was brought up by Catholic nuns.
At various times he lived in Germany, helped at Osho Purnima in Kentish Town, London, went to Art College and did the Osho Craniosacral Training in Pune.
Later on in his life, he moved out of London, to the small village of Dulverton, in Somerset. He loved being ‘in the middle of nowhere’. He was feeling, however, that he would like to move to Devon…
A sensitive soul, he had a huge heart, a good sense of playfulness and humour and a wicked laugh. His talents were not known by all – he was an artist and a good photographer. He also had experimented with composing music and sometimes did amazing wild, spontaneous improvisations with voice and whole body.
He was a loner by choice, keeping in touch with few people. However he also seemed to ‘get around’ visiting people and places, including Osho Leela.
He attended a meeting with Maneesha in Devon in 2011 about a meditative hospice and was drawn to the work of The Sammasati Project, as it developed. He was keen to join the training and this saw him open up to being more with others and sharing himself. He made new friends and we all loved him, he was often loving and endearing, and also direct and confrontative at times. He knew exactly what he wanted and didn’t want.
In October this year he visited Priya’s place in Spain with a couple of friends, her and myself included. Although it was touch and go whether he would make it because of mobility issues, he thrived there, loved it and walked long distances.
After he came back he completed the training – again despite health struggles. He had had several operations and issues in the past and was pretty fragile. He was keen to go to Spain again and there he left…
I remember a time, with music playing (Miten perhaps?) after some structure and before a break – where I just sat, awed by his beautiful dance – actually the dance which seemed to be coming through him. I remember that time as very special and he also remembered those moments as being particularly precious for him.
Dance on, Geeten!
Update 5.2.2013: Geeten’s friends from Dulverton, where he lived (near Exmoor), are having a celebration for him on Saturday, 9th February. You are welcome to join. For more info please email firstname.lastname@example.org
London friends will also be celebrating Geeten’s life soon – date tbc. In the meantime, you might enjoy this video with Geeten having fun and creating music in his own unique way: youtu.be
Text by Yatro
Any moment now
any of us
perhaps to reappear
or else ride the waves of eternity
Beloved Geeten, it feels great timing that you should have spent your final year in our training, preparing to leave your body! I know it wasn’t all plain sailing, but you hung in there, ‘trusting the process’. Loved your unique way of being and so glad to have known you! All love to you,
Sweet Geeten, dancing in the stars…. It was a joy, sharing the Sammasati training with you! Keep hearing your crazy laughter echoing in my heart. Fly high, my friend
Truly a love song of the beloved. Fly high Geeten.
Beautiful old friend from early North London squatting days. It was a great pleasure to meet with you again after so long, at Osho Leela last summer. Thanks for sharing and being your whimsical heartfelt knowing raggedy self in my life. Fly on… love…
Fly, fly high, beloved Geeten. Here a picture all for you. ‘A Wanderer Dances the Dance of Stars and Space’ – I know you love it!
We never met ‘in person’, what a beauty you are Geeten! Thank you for sharing your experience on this little video, now I see you melting into the cosmic space with so much love and wonder…. Great peace to you,
It seems to me so apt, that at this time when cheeky, quirky, divinely inspired Geeten had found fulfillment in our love and community – that he has departed this mortal coil, in what I can only imagine was a wonderful state of love and surrender, if our last hug was anything to go by! It has been an absolute privilege to share this journey with you, Geeten, to watch the transformation and now the awesome way in which your actual departure happened. You are in my heart. Our training together has been the most terrific service to us as individuals, and I know that we will see more unfolding to come for us and others. Thank you, beloved Maneesha, for this work, and to Priya, Panky, Sidika for your special help, and all of us for holding this love that is beyond words. Blessings,
What a shock! A long term friend of his, and a good friend of mine, Xochitl Tuck, died about a week before him. She was also a strong character, and once told me she had been to Poona in the 1970s and was going to take sannyas but had to leave India, I think because of her husband’s health problems. Love,
So long Geeten, thanks for your friendship, you’re looking good.
Swami Lovesong, love dance, wonderful laugh, unique, wild, love you,
Beloved Geeten, so happy to have got to know you during our training. I really enjoyed your powerful insights after some of the meditations and your beautiful dancing and the amazing music you made in our last module. I’ve been watching the last video you made with us just a few weeks ago. You start “Will-o’-the -wisp, here today, gone tomorrow” followed by your beautiful laugh. None of us thought that you would demonstrate your comment so very soon. Sending you much love and appreciation,
Thank you so much for your invaluable help at the Osho Purnima Centre in Kentish Town. Those moments remembered – Dance on in Love!
Arriving at US customs en route to Oregon, Geeten was found to be carrying his own food for the trip! Tahini, rice cakes, and sprouts. They took them off him, of course, but we were all amused by the incident. He was a special person – different. I was happy when I heard he’d made the move out of London. Lots of memories over many years.
Dear Geeten, now you are gone, gone beyond, gone – gate gate para gate parasamgate bodhi swaha. Warmth shared remains. Love,