…left his body on 17 October 2019.
Update 6.12.2019: There will be a get-together for family, friends and fellow-travellers in De Roos, near the Vondelpark, P.C. Hooftstraat 183, Amsterdam, at 3 pm. Today we have also added Mayo’s letter.
Even when all signs are there
of the death close at hand –
the singing cicadas.
(free interpretation of Basho)
Abhivandan was a well-known figure in the Dutch Buddhafield, from the Amsterdam Havenstraat jail [which was an Osho Commune] to the Zorba the Buddha Restaurant in Groningen and the Stad Rajneesh Commune in the Heerde woods. When the Osho Stad Commune in Amsterdam closed, he set up Osho Publikaties and continued selling Osho’s books and tapes from his suburb home. Together with Mayo he published many beautiful translations of Osho’s books.
Abhivandan left his body quietly in the presence of his beloved Mayo. He managed to relax and let go, surrendering in total trust to the flow of life, and left the faltering body behind. For a while he had been terminally ill, at home in bed in the rural east of Holland. His sons Kamal and Tameesh came to visit him regularly.
Lately it had become difficult for him to grasp texts with many words but he could enjoy haikus immensely, because they evoke reality spot on – with just a few words.
Here a couple of his favourites from Signatures on Water, Osho’s commentary on Zen haikus:
butterflies follow lovingly
the flower wreath
placed on the coffin
where there are humans
you will find flies
The Osho quote he included reads almost like a haiku as well:
Because I love you, I will help you in every possible way to disappear.’
Thanks to Srajan from Vrienden van Osho Trust
Abhivandan, My Beloved One
We first met on Abhivandan’s 53rd birthday, in Pune. I had seen him before while working at Krishna House reception. This first meeting was the starting point of a long and intense togetherness, with lots of obstacles, especially in the beginning. About 18 months later I followed him to Amsterdam where he was publishing Osho’s books. For me it was a beautiful challenge and it gave me an opportunity to work in the world of Osho and yet be in the marketplace.
We became deeply soaked in the work; he was the driven salesman, an able administrator and he loved editing the translations. In the beginning I was happy doing all the practical things needed to make a small company work; literally everything was done by the two of us, on the run. Later I learned to design the books and make them very colourful.
We were happy organizing Osho Meditation days all over the Netherlands and the Dutch-speaking part of Belgium. Later on we were given the opportunity of organizing Osho Festivals in the Netherlands.
The years living in Amsterdam had taken a toll on my health. My body was unable to stand the noise, the pollution and the crowd of people. Looking for a change we finally found the place where we both felt happy. With lots of help from Abhi I could now make a small patch of land flower around our new home.
Early this year Abhi showed strange signs of illness. A paralysis had started appearing in three fingers of his left hand, then spread over his whole hand and into his arm. Already in March I needed to help him get dressed. The doctors were at a loss; they examined the arm all the way up to his neck, and finally made a brain scan.
At the beginning of May we both saw a picture showing big holes on the right side of his brain and we realized what it meant: Abhi’s time was limited, our togetherness only temporary now. We closed all the gaps between us and became one.
Abhi said, ‘If I can celebrate my 77th birthday on 13th of October I can go in peace.’ The next morning I woke up with the words: ‘Thank you existence – for everything you give me.’ I shared those words with Abhi.
Abhi used the remaining time to clear up the unfinished stories of his life while my energy went completely into caring for him. In this extreme situation I reminded myself again and again what I had learned in Krishna House: Do what you are doing while you are doing it and love what you are doing while you do it. And this actually helped me to quiet down the mind that kept racing into the past and into the future.
Along the way we received much, much support from his family, from our beloved friends, from our neighbours. With cards, words, flowers, thoughts. All this around his bed. I want to thank you all for this immense support!
On 13th of October Abhi was already feeling very weak. I sang him a little song, he opened his eyes and asked me what day it was. I said, ’13th of October, your 77th birthday.’ He smiled and replied, ‘Now all is well, I can go,’ and went back to sleep.
Four days later in the morning I heard him call me to his bedside. This was after three days of his body trying to overcome his very strong heart. I went over to hold his hand.
I then held both his hands on his heart while I put my other hand on his head. His breathing became very deep and slow. He opened his eyes just a little and, seeing me, took another deep breath, and then three more, ending in a very soft, long outbreath. I felt his heartbeat slow down and finally the beat faded away – an immense stillness. A silence without limitations.
Thank you, Osho, for encouraging us to experience this.
Prabhu Mayo, in love.
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What a sweet presence!
Had never met in person but we had many contacts through Osho Publikaties.
Even upon making a buy, I would always receive some lovely Osho-card/photo/note and their names signed with love – or, with hearts – or, with hugs.
It never felt as a ‘business’ transaction, rather the means for a love-pouring/spreading occasion.
Have a pleasant & easy journey back home, Abhivandan,
“Because I love you, I will help you in every possible way to disappear.”
Thank you so much Abhi and Mayo for this Osho pearl.
Abhi, I am sad to hear of your passing, and that you had to go through one of those awful diseases. Thank you boundlessly for the amount of work you did, with Mayo, to make Osho’s books easily available to all of us, to me, for so many years. “Work is love made visible” surely applies to you. I always felt comfortable the few times we met; you had a non-intrusive presence, a soft smile… and always took out with a fun smile the book I was looking for! I am certain the blue expense beyond our imagination is rejoicing in having you there… After having danced with so many many words… now the dance is that of silent rejoicing. Thank you again. You have been significant to the sannyas community, and to our master.
I am feeling joy and sadness together. Joy for you having completed a beautiful life in the presence of your beloved, sad for not seeing you again in this form. We have had such beautiful moments together. Thank you for every moment you shared. My love flies with you.
His love for Osho and all that He stood for was the driving force in Abhi’s life, with his total dedication to Osho Publikaties as the means of making Osho available to the (Dutch) world at large. His enthusiasm, personal charm and warmth remain as cherished memories of our contact through the years.
I was sorry to hear of the recent departure of Abhivandan – the book man and much more. I came to know him somewhere in the 1990’s and he was a valuable source of inspiration for many years with all things to do with Osho’s books and more. I was always impressed by Abhivandan’s continuous enthusiasm and expertise as well as willingness to move with changing markets in the world of print. Words seem a bit trivial to appreciate the love and passion for all things Osho that was expressed through his engagement with the books. My love to Mayo in this changing time. I appreciate the small exchanges we had in earlier days and the warmth and humour we could share. Thanks, Abhi.
What a beautiful, touching sharing of Abhi’s departure and your loving journeying together.
Wonderful to feel and imbibe.