Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh baptised me

The Master chooses the disciple, not vice versa

I was 'with' Him with danish sannyasins in Copenhagen, Denmark, for years without taking sannyas (becoming a devoted disciple). My friends kept asking me: 'When do you go to Poona and take sannyas?'. I told them: 'When He comes!'. I had several times heard Him saying: "It is NOT the disciple who comes to the Master, but vice versa: The Master comes to the disciple, when the disciple is ready."

One day in a meditation He came to me. I saw His eyes slowly lowering inside of me and saying to me: 'NOW is the time'. I knew immediately. One week later I flew from Denmark to India and 'took sannyas' in Poona 19. may 1980, 10 days before my 28th birthday.

He baptised me

John the Baptist baptised Jesus with WATER in the river of Jordan! 19th of may 1980 I 'took sannyas' or I 'became a disciple of' Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh at the Chuang Tzu Auditorium of His ashram in Pune (Poona) 19. may 1980, India and stayed 7 (!) weeks in the Ashram.

My Ph. D. at the university I looked for the answer to the question, that man has asked since the creation of Humankind: Who am 'I'? Long story: I was given the solution and the intellectual reply was the name, that Bhagwan gave me: Dhyan Samarpano!!

After my 'special experience' an early morning in Denmark on His 49th birthday 11. December 1980 I was no longer a disciple. I was blessed, received by God. Ref.: My second satori and God's reception of me.

Bhagwan said to me (I was completely gone in tears and remembered nothing!). Later I found this text on the net.

(To Michael) - This is your name: Swami Dhyan Samarpano - (LATER this name became very important!)

Dhyan means meditation. Samarpano means surrender.

Meditation is a way of surrendering your ego.

Meditation is surrender, The very essence of surrender.

Ordinarily we are clinging to our ego:

In every possible way we try to prove it.

Meditation means we drop the whole trip

We drop the whole number.

We are no more interested in proving the ego

Because we can see the falsity of it

And the whole absurdity.

Seeing it, one allows it to drop, seeing

The futility and the misery that it brings

One surrenders it and immediately

A transformation takes place.

Whenever you are emptied of the ego

Something from the beyond rushes in,

Immediately fills your inner vacuum.

That rush of energy from the beyond is god.

Meditation makes the way

For the rush of the beyond.

But we are so full of ourselves

That we go on missing.

We have to empty ourselves totally

And it has to be a total effort

Not half-hearted, not lukewarm

Because even if a part of the ego remains in

That is enough to keep the beyond away from you.

The ego has to be dropped in toto

The emptiness has to be utterly utterly empty

And then there is no barrier;

Then the guest comes in

The emptiness becomes the host for god

And there is no other way to know god.

Knowledgeable people never know god

In fact, they cannot know god.

Sinners can know, but not knowledgeable people.

Hence I love the biblical story

That the original sin was Eating the fruit from the Tree of Knowledge.

It is really of great insight

But Christians have completely missed it,

It had fallen into wrong hands.

If it had been in the hands of Zen masters

They would have made

Something beautiful out of it.

That is the original sin because

Knowledge fills oneself, feeds the ego.

One has to be innocent, one has to function

From the state of not-knowing,

One has to feel that 'I know nothing'

Then only one can feel the wonder and the awe.

And to stand in awe and wonder

Is to face god, is to encounter God

Is to be ready for God!

No Man is an Island

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