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Fantasy Fair Archeon 2006

Cartoons by Jet de Wilde

Poppen dokter - Doll doctor Shop in Amsterdam

The Hague - an empty city

Decor building   Decor bouw

ShanT and Mary...

Art photography  -  Fotografie

Frigge Timmerwerken Den Haag. - kinderkamer

Tarot by Sona.     Tarot kaarten van Sona.

Hand made cotton paper factory India  -  Hand geschept katoen papier India.

Statues The Hague  -  Beeldentuin Lange Voorhout Den Haag

Ardennen kanoeing  -  Ardennen kano varen

OSHO Ashram

OSHO

Tibettan Pulsing Healing

Frequencies of Brilliance Shamanic Training

Diving in Egypt  -  Duiken in Egypte

Art Photography  -  Fotografie

ShanT in Nepal

My Altar - How to make an altar  -  Hoe maak je een altaar?

Schilderijen  -  Zonder stroom

Paspoppen

Eye of GOD  -  and his face!!!

Inner Warrior Club and Marcus van Soest  -  Inner Warrior en Marcus van Soest

Tischa

Flower Clown, Ronnie Flower

Tischa in Egypt

Tischa and friends

Egypt

ShanT and his photography  -  ShanT en zijn fotografie

ShanT as a child  -  ShanT als kind

ShanT in India

Photography  -  fotografie

ShanT's Swans  -  zwanen

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ShanT in Rikshaw...

ShanT's World.....passing through yet another story...

 

ShanT's World.....passing through yet another story...

     I have spent more than 17 months in India. It has been good to be there, specially since the best time to be there was in November, December, January, when winter was hitting Holland hard. First time I went there, I was 20 years old. I used the money that I got for studying (the Art school I wanted to go to, didn't want me) to go Poona (Pune). OSHO, previously known as Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh, was living there in his ashram. To be precise, he just came back from the USA, where he was evicted, and stayed in Bombay, giving Darshan there every night. The Ashram was being prepared for his return, although nobody knew where he would go. It seemed most of the countries in the world didn't want him.

      
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   I stayed in the ashram in Poona. It was quiet there. Only a few local Indian sannyassins and a few western, were staying there. To go to one of the nights with OSHO, you had to wait a week. So for me, I was traveling up and down to Bombay once a week. In the ashram I did some cleaning, worked in the kitchen, in the dark room printing his pictures, meditation, and played around with a friend I met there, and some girls. It was a beautiful time. No big organization, no tourists... Just the lush green ashram, and its very friendly Indian sannyassins.

 

ShanT with Mary

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    It was the second time I met OSHO. First time was in Oregon. But there I was not a sannyassin yet, and I sat totally in the back of the Buddha hall, when there was Satsang. I laid down and slept, while he was silently sitting there with his eyes closed. Now, there were only a hundred people in the room, and he was sitting right in front of me. It was confronting. A god? a man? enlightened? and who am I to sit here? What am I expected to be or do? The long talks were tiresome, and afterwards I left straight for the night bus for Poona again, where the playground was quiet, and my friends, and the girls were waiting...

 

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ShanT's World.....passing through yet another story...

 

   It was an awesome time. I dated the most beautiful girl. I sat outside her room, quiet. I didn't say a word. There was something between her and me, and she knew also. She had to invite me in. The silence and the love. That was it. For a few weeks we dated. Then she left, both knowing we might never see each other again. And it was good.

 

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   I was meditating an hour a day, Vipassana, beside the Dynamic meditation, and sometimes the Kundalini. Vipassana I practiced for 8 years, every day at least an hour. I wanted to become enlightened. Every time I would come back to be with him, it was a miracle. Beside me feeling lonely, fear for women coming up, the steps I took to overcome these and the presence of Bhagwan, gave me lucid dreams. Yes, I had an issue with women. My mother was quit threatening to me, in her advances to make love to me. I was scared of her as a kid, and not very welcome as I grew older, unless I was the way she wanted me to be, a part of her little communities, fixing things. Now I was fixing myself.

 

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  On one occasion, I was meditating, but I realized how much I wanted to be with a woman. I realized how scared I was to go for one, or taking care of my needs and pursuing my dreams. After an immense struggle inside of me, realizing I was a coward not to go out, I decided to ask the first woman I would meet inside the ashram, if I could hold her bud. Just think of it! How silly. But I went of. As I entered the ashram, I became scared. Scared of rejection, shaking, terrified. It was quiet, and the first girl I saw, I knew from The Hague. That was easy. Too easy. I had to ask a stranger. So I walked on. Then there she was. Walking alone, no chance of a big embarrassment, so.... I hesitated. Sweating and trembling I sat down, in turmoil. I don't know how I did it, in a almost black-out I asked her. She had to laugh. Sure, she said. And we hugged. Wow, such a nice ass. Now I had to go on. So I did. One after the other. Yes! I won!

 


We found this skull at the graveyard...

 

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    One day we were walking towards Prems, a restaurant near the Ashram, when looking down from the bridge, we saw a human skull laying next to the river. Sonya wanted to have it, so we walked down, me stampeding to scare the snakes, a bit worried about this little awkward find. The skull was battered; a big hole in the top of the head made it less interesting to her. I was quiet happy about that. 

   After dinner we passed the shop with the Kashmiri merchants, and we were offered a cup of chai. We told our story. They told us it was very easy to get skulls at the local graveyard, not so far from here, next to the river. So we went of, in the middle of the night, with a few torches. 

   At the graveyard there were all bones and skulls laying around. Came to be that many Indian christians didn't have the money to buy their grave for many years, so whenever someone needed to be burried, the hole was dug just anywhere, and the bones were thrown around...  We looked around to find matching skulls with their jaws, both having most of their teeth still in... We found three, and Sonya took them with her...

 


On the road

ShanT's World.....passing through yet another story...


ShanT's World.....passing through yet another story...

Dharnsala ...
Dharmsala, Dharamsala

 

Varanasi on the way to Nepal...
Varanasi

 

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ShanT's World.....passing through yet another story...

Goa and more...
Goa

 

ShanT in Dharmsala...
McLeod Ganj

 

ShanT's World.....passing through yet another story...

ShanT's World.....passing through yet another story...

ShanT in Nepal
Kathmandu

 

ShanT in Poona, Pune
Poona, Pune

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With Dalai Lama March 2007  Including photo's from Dharmsala..


Beard lama blesses thangka's...


Dharmsala, McLeod Ganj, Monks, Temples and a lot of Um Mani Padme Um...


Nepal 2007, pictures and stories...


Intervieuw with an Australian Monk, living in a nunnery for the past 5 years in Dharmsala. How different is it compared to the commune?

 

Dilgo Kyentse Rinpoche Tulku...
Dilgo Kyentse
Rinpoche Tulku

 

Dilgo Kyentse Rinpoche Tulku with Tischa, my daughter...
With Tischa


Exclusive Thangka's from Nepal


Sadhu's, Sadhu's and Sadhu's...


Two clowns in Nepal, march 2007....


Greetings from Katmandu


Sadhu's, Sadhu's and Sadhu's... and a clown!


Thanka school in Nepal



Erotic ancient art from Nepal...


Orphanage, Hamro Jivan, visited by american clown, Flower clown...