Reading Satyarthi’s story on building the orgone egg got my memory cells excited – so here’s another part of the story:
One day in autumn 1990 a sannyasin called Anand Satyam arrived at the ashram. He was around 40 years old and German. He had made the acquaintance of Jayesh and Chitten at the Oberoi in Mumbai and I had already heard about some of the things he had been speaking to them about. He appeared to be a very well-read researcher with a lot of knowledge about archaeology and ancient technology, and also knew much about science, including Reichian technology, had input on environmental technologies, utilizing all kinds of energies and more, so much more. I remember him saying that he wanted to bring in many of the latest developed technologies to the ashram for further development by sannyasins – all free of charge.
Satyam was a fascinating orator – I attended several public meetings that were set up and also many smaller meetings with him that finally resulted in the group of twelve people Satyarthi mentioned. He was a very controversial figure around the ashram; Kaveesha called him a catalyst – and in hindsight I feel she was right. To this day, I don’t know who he really is (our ways parted after more than half a year later) but I am very grateful for the many things I learned and the impetus he gave me to look with a much sharper eye at many things I previously had thought were scientific truths and facts.
We all were excited about the idea of building an orgone accumulator – just one of the projects our group was ‘into’ at the time. And the necessity of those magic baths to clean the nadis was clear to all of us. Anatto and I didn’t have a possibility to have those baths in the ashram yet when we left Pune in January 1990 we were determined to take the baths in Italy.
Envision us both arriving at a large supplier for pool equipment and chemicals in the middle of winter, asking to buy large amounts of baking soda, salt and high grade H2O2. The owner of the shop looked at us wide-eyed and asked what on earth we needed all that for. We muttered something about setting up an indoor pool without chemicals such as chlorine, and hauled off gallons of H2O2 and sacks of salt and soda that we stored in the garage.
We were staying at the house of Anatto’s mom (who is a sannyasin), that fortunately had 3 bathrooms, and appropriated the one that had a bathtub. It worked like this:
The bath was always scheduled for 10 pm at night, so nobody would disturb the person in the tub. The electricity mains were shut off and bees wax candles lit. A mattress was put next to the tub and a mix of the ingredients was ready in a large-sized basin while the tub was filling up with extremely hot water.
Once all ingredients were mixed with the hot water the result was an extremely hot bath tub full to the brim and bubbling like a witch’s cauldron, daring us to immerse ourselves!
One of us would step into that hot water and the idea was to lie in there for about 20 minutes in total silence. Several times we also ducked in completely and held the breath, which took some courage in the beginning! I dislike hot water on my body and now know how a lobster feels when he is thrown into the pot.
The other would sit in front of the bathroom door to make sure nobody in the house would want to enter the bathroom for a pee because the person in the tub should not be interrupted by anything, at all cost.
After 20 minutes (or sooner, usually in my case!) we’d get out of the tub, dry off a little and lie down on the mattress to rest for about 3 hours before going to bed … I felt usually completely exhausted from that hot bath and would almost pass out when my body touched the mattress.
We did that alternatively for weeks and had a lot of inner experiences. We became very sensitive, saw our auras without even trying, and had amazing dreams and visions especially right after the baths but also during the nights. But most importantly we both started to see people and things for what they really were; as if an old dusty veil obscuring our vision had suddenly disintegrated.
Our skins became very soft and very light-coloured and my hair turned a pretty nice shade of red; but Anatto wasn’t too keen of the colour his partly white hair turned into – a rather ghastly carrot orange!
The bathroom didn’t fare so well either – because of the large amount of hot water full of salt and soda used every day it steamed up plenty and all metal bits on accessories, lamps, door hinges and handles started rusting.
Needless to say we stayed in touch with our friends in Pune and shared what was happening via phone calls and faxes. Satyam continued to stay in touch by corresponding with information and suggestions. I often dreamed about one or the other friends in Pune; we were definitely connected and could more easily access each other through those baths.
It was a tremendously exciting experiment and I dare say my nadis got completely overhauled and squeaky clean and I have never been the same since…
Read Satyarthi’s story: Our Orgone Egg
More on Wilhelm Reich’s research
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