…left his body on 9th March 2014.
We celebrate his departure with this video:
Video thanks to Chinmaya
Read Satyadharma’s tribute and listen to Adarsha’s Medley
On Friendship
by Kahlil Gibran
Your friend is your needs answered.
He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
And he is your board and your fireside.
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.
When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the “nay” in your own mind, nor do you withhold the “ay.”
And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.
When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.
And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
Tributes
Sending love and light for you on your on-going journey. Fly high, beautiful man! Love,
Aneesha
Thank you Adarsha for your wonderful riffs and finger work on the guitar through so many years in the Osho Commune…sounds blended into those of your fellow musicians. Such beautiful music – it lifted us all up. I am so sad you have left us.
Savita
Will always remember dancing ecstatically to your guitar so many times. Thankyou for your beautiful music.
Aradhana
Holding you dear in my heart, beautiful being Adharsha. Your preciousness, your warmth, your open presence will be unforgettable. You are held in love, dear brother of “The Tribe”.
Gabriele (Gatha)
Adarsha, I miss you, I guess will always miss your presence on stage and your voice, and the funny jokes. In spite of this I celebrate you as one of our brilliant musicians, plus a good friend who gave wonderful hugs. My life has been blessed by your presence. Thank you, Adarsha, for having been with us. And you are Never Born Never Died, so hope we meet again sometime. With Much Love,
Sharmi <3
There’s only a few rare and real men here – Adarsha is one of them, and will always be.
Bhakta
Adarsha, Love. Ah, my friend and favorite guitarist… I hear you have gone on. Wow. “Always thought I’d see you again” … is how the line goes in the song. Somebody asked you to have the kettle on, cuz we are all comin’ round soon, so please do, and I’m bringing my uke ~!~
We’ll play the Music of the Spheres in B-Natural, your blessed and blessing key. You always made music easy for me. No matter how hard it got… out there. Inside, you are a master with it, and passed your artfulness to me a dozen times.
Thank you, a thousand times.
The wisdom in your face and the love in your eyes – stunningly true.
I am a better being because of knowing you.
It will be a pleasure to play now, tapping into your essence and flowing along with your river of ease.
Once, you told me, “Music is a wicked mistress…”
and we have been dancing with her and laying with her and loving her and letting her go.
Now she embraces you in Her Silence.
My soul sees your song now.
In that chord of light you shine and always have, I don’t say good-bye. I say a hui hou – until we meet again.
What a wonderful dance you shared.
Warm Blessings. Wild Winds. Easy Waters.
Love,
Satyadharma
Adarsha, the last time I saw you, end of December, you said:” Amiyo, you know that it does not matter whether I live or not. I know – and these are not mere words, but an existencial feeling – I know that our love will remain.” Now, Adarsha, I feel you all around me, in the vastness of the sky, in the brightness of the sunlight, in the silent music of the breeze…in my Being.
Amiyo
Adieu Adarsha,
You wished to leave no trace? The full chords of your guitar sparked the flame in our dance. The delicacy in your music tuned the vibes in our silence. Your gifts deepened our meditations. So even though invisible and leaving no trace, such reverberations have left living traces; living in the music of our hearts.
Prem Atimati
So sorry to know you have left the world but know you will be flying beautifully now – so wonderful to have known you in Alaska, Adarsha. You lived your last years in a place I know so well in England.
Mouni
Adarsha! Such an honour to have played music with you all those years ago in Edinburgh. And after the journey…. Your song and smile remain. Big love, buddy. Big Love,
Rajhansa
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