Hello. Welcome to my blog. My name is Jhana Jian. That’s not my real name, it’s my spiritual name. I live in the Great Lakes area of the U.S. I’m seventy years old. Yes, at this age, age is the primary defining factor of one’s being. I live very close to nature in a small house in a senior community.
I’m divorced. I was married for twenty-seven years before I decided that I’d had enough, and I left. I raised two daughters, but I now have only one left, the other died a few years ago. She was only forty one, and I miss her terribly.
I grew up in Chicago. Chicago was a very different city back then. There was crime, of course, but not nearly so much as today. The city bustled with working-class ethnicity then. It was exciting. At one time I thrived on the excitement and energy of the city. Now I thrive on listening to the leaves whispering in the wind..
At my age, I have a long memory, of course. I remember the conservative fifties, the civil-rights movement of the late fifties and early sixties, the hippy sixties, the Vietnam War, the drug culture… I was involved in all of these things; and yes, I was a hippy; and yes, I did do a lot of drugs.
That’s all in the past now, but I really do believe that drugs have had a big impact on where my mind is today, particularly in the area of spirituality. Please don’t misunderstand me, I DO NOT advocate doing drugs, they are very dangerous and horribly destructive. The problem with drugs is that they’re so addictive. People become addicted, and then drugs destroy their bodies and their lives. I never became addicted. I did experiment a lot, but I was mindful of the dangers, and I never used any drug on a regular basis. But of course, drugs have been used since ancient times as a ceremonial means of expanding people’s minds. It’s a sad commentary on modern “civilization” that so many people feel the need to escape, at any cost, from their unsatisfying lives and the mental trap of their minds.
But there is more than one way to escape the mental trap of the mind, and that is where Osho and meditation come in. I am a long-time lover of Osho. It all began when I happened to pick up a book in a bookstore one day many years ago, and that book led to a tremendous change in my life and in my worldview.
As I said earlier, doing drugs provoked a deep sense of spirituality in me, but I was left hanging in mid air with it. I didn’t know where to go or what to do with it — how to define or express or understand it. Osho changed that. He introduced me to a vast world of spirituality, one which has a long history to it. Yes, humanity does have another history besides that which typically makes it into our history books. It is that history and that world of spiritualism that I want to share with my readers. It is that which this blog and I are about.