(16 December 1947 – 29 June 2019)
Born on December 16, 1947 in Munich, Germany
Took sannyas on April 16, 1973
Died on June 29, 2019 in Mas, Bali
Dayanand, beloved friend, died yesterday after an emergency operation in a hospital in Mas, Bali. He had experienced excruciating pain in his lower abdomen the night before and was operated on yesterday to repair a hernia. While operating, the doctors found that severe sepsis had developed in his colon and were unable to continue. He did not return to consciousness and died shortly after. His beloved wife, Neneng was with him, as well as several Balinese friends.
Anatto and I arrived approximately two hours later and when we entered the ICU cubicle, we both felt his energy in a subtle way. He looked very peaceful and we said our goodbyes.
Dayanand had been living on Bali for more than twenty years and was a very close friend to us both. Over the last few years Dayanand and I had established long coffee dates where we would speak a lot about our inner lives and inevitably about Osho, always.
In a note he wrote in November 2011, he related the following:
Osho is the trust I have, he is the love I have, he is that which leads me beyond my limitations beyond what I know into the unknown.
He has found me way before I met him physically.
He took care of me, protected me, not only from inside.
And he is still guiding me, holding my hand lovingly.
This must have been going on for lifetimes.
I had a dream shortly before I met him. I was climbing up a huge ancient building, a magnificent structure; I climbed up on the side where I could easily get a foothold in what looked almost like stairs.
But whenever I took a step, the ledge under me that I had just left behind crumbled and fell away, so I could not get back, only up and up until I reached the peak of the structure. I looked down and I was way up and there was no way to climb down again; it all had crumbled away.
I called for help and people gathered below and tried with ladders to help; even fire trucks came but none of the ladders could reach where I was, it was too high.
It was hopeless.
Then I saw this tiny bald figure, a blend of Gurdjieff and the old man who had taken care of me during my childhood.
He looked up and smilingly said, “Jump.”
How can I jump, I will be dead!
Again, he only said, “Jump.”
Seeing there was no other option – what did I have to lose? I jumped!
And realizing that the jump was only down from a one-metre high wall, I fell into the arms of the stranger and we laughed and laughed until I woke up.
Trust, jump and lucky me, I did!!!
Yesterday, he jumped upwards! I know in my heart that he is here now, soaring high into nowhere and everywhere in oneness.
Maitri sent these photographs and writes:
Dayanand, what a spirit you are! Gentle, compassionate, deeply kind and always fiercely seeking Truth. The force of your being and the Love that you are will never leave us. I am silenced today, by your sudden dissolving into the Beyond and feel enormously grateful for the many years we shared together. You will live forever in my heart, my precious one.
With love from your Maitri
I gave him my heart – the story of the times Dayanand came to meet Osho
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Beloved Dayanand, Thank you for all your love and friendship throughout all these years. You fulfilled your potential in this lifetime, and I am so proud of you. Our marriage was short-lived, but our loving connection continues on into Eternity. Fly high, fly high, let the earth touch the sky. Infinite blessings, beloved. I love you,
Beloved Dayanand, friend of so many moons ago in the magical time of Poona 1 especially. Memories are flooding in of a beautiful man full of life and laughter, love and sincerity, commitment, and yes deep trust. You will live on in many of our hearts. All my love, dearest fellow traveler,
Gabriele (Ma Prem Gatha)
With love fly free, Dayanand, back home resting in the womb of existence …feeling touched by you. Love,
You shared yourself
your understanding and heart
full of passion
Every word you shared was conveying this:
“Yes, it is possible, I am living it. Jump.”
My heart full of love and gratitude
to have heard you
it was grace!
Now this very intensity
the totality of your longing
and your trust
has carried you home
Bliss of Mercy.
Bowing down to your
with tears of love and awe…
Ma Deva Leena
You are one of the kindest men I have ever known, and for a German, you have a terrific sense of humor.
You have been loved by many, and not just women!
May you fly joyfully on to the next adventure.
… touched by the trust and depth of all your recent postings …
… now touched by this message of your departure …
… love and eternity weaves and waves through …
Reading this news I am shocked and devastated, tears are flowing. I recently reconnected with Dayanand when I wrote him after his article in VIHA, that I was really impressed by. We had a beautiful, intimate conversation over email, and I was so happy to feel him again and hoped that I would get to Bali sometime soon to see Bhagawati, other friends and also Dayanand.
But I am also extremely grateful we had this chance to connect. And as I was then, lifted by his love and the utterly complete trust he had in Osho. I am sure he has jumped up, and is flying high with the Master. Thank you, Osho News, and Maitri, for the photos and words you contributed. LOVE