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Adima's Life Story


I was born 6 May 1959 and grew up in the sixties in the small town of Bergisch Gladbach near Cologne, Germany. My birth name is Martha Brigitte. My family was strictly Catholic. Childhood wasn't an easy one. The traumatic experiences in that family made me search for truth and love quite early.

The first taste of "something better than what was there", a taste of the astral world, happened through my innocent childlike love for Jesus and also through a clairvoyant predisposition. As a child and young woman I perceived psychic talents as a burden or hindrance. It made me feel torn between an arrogance of being special and a fear of being "not normal." In later years, my practice of meditation and inner work healed those conflicts.

Music, art and my passion for dance opened a door to the divine … From early age I had been exposed to listening and practicing classical music and was curious about paintings and poetry. Persistently I followed a heartfelt wish for what I thought of as self-fullfilment. This led through religious, philosophical and therapeutic concepts and finally to meditation and on a spiritual path with my master Osho.

After studying and graduating in stage dance, dance pedagogy and choreography, dramatics, history of art and German language, I taught at a full time vocational school for dance. My artistic approach was inspired and motivated by the aspiration of "the higher". This made me an interesting teacher but rather useless for the ambitions of a success oriented professional world.

The Search
Meeting Osho

In 1983, at the beginning of a promising career as a choreographer, Osho entered my life. I fell in love in a way, which is hard to describe. I believe it can only happen with a master in this way. It felt very natural, easy and utterly fulfilling and it didn't involve (the troubles of) personal or sexual attraction, while feeling fully seen and loved ... without even meeting in person.
In Osho I recognised the first sensitive and deeply touching answer to my thirst for truth and love. I dropped out of career and social life to put all my energy into self-discovery. I had the plan to "fix" myself in about a year in the Osho Commune in India and then return to the West as a better and spiritually inspired choreographer - that plan did not quite work out as imagined ... but it also didn't fail!

From Osho I received the spiritual name Jivan Adima ("Innocent Life": Jivan means life, incarnation; Adima means innocent, origin, before all time).
My search took form through him. I began to meditate and learned to see the delusion and trickiness of mind. I opened up to the intelligence of the heart and spontaneity of being. Osho opened doors, whether locked, protected or hidden. He poked holes into the screen on which "me and my story" was running and kept disturbing my movie.

Osho's presence fills my mind and heart with silence. He guided and guides on the way to No-thingness.

Over a period of thirteen years I lived and studied the greater part of each year in the Osho Commune, India and led an adventurous life on two continents, sharing with like-minded friends. I was studying meditation, spiritual therapy, esoteric science and alternative healing methods and last not least exploring myself in relationship, which was and is a ruthless teacher.

Two teachers in the Osho Commune have strongly influenced and changed my life:
Ma Kaveesha, the director of the Osho Mystery School and Sw. Shantam Dheeraj, the founder of Tibetan Pulsing Healing, later renamed to Tibetan Pulsing Yoga.

Meeting Papaji

In December 1991, I met Papaji (H.W.L.Poonjaji) in Lucknow. I spent "only" two calendar weeks with him. Two weeks which rocked the boat, put "me" out of charge and changed everything ... and, at the end of which "I" flipped back to my known version of my story, and yet ... was disturbed enough by grace to somehow perceive in a new way ...
Around Papaj, I experienced a profound realization of non-separateness, a ten day Samadhi state. I call it a state, because that's what it was. States have a beginning, a processing in time and an end. The state ended. Somehow my mind convinced itself that "this" (the true revelation of bliss in oneness as oneness) was all too easy. There was a way back into "me and my story" and I took that way, following the pull (attraction) of ideas and personal desires, foremost about "to become something and find Mr. Right."

Papaji transmitted that truth reveals when mind simply drops into its own source, thus unveiling truth to be realized as one's nature. THIS possibility vibrates behind the (known) question of self-inquiry: "Who am I?" Asking the question invites mind and heart to die into the presence of this moment. Papaji's transmission fueled up the fire within ... made it unavoidable...

The end of the search

By grace it happened about eight years later, while sitting in Osho's garden, that the answer to the question "Who am I?" left "ME" silent. The discovery that "I" does not exist as a separate entity did not even leave someone who discovered, or who could DO anything with the discovery. A great relaxation.

Friends ask me about "having two masters" or how many teachers does one need? I got exactly and precisely what supported me to unfold. This seems to be the point. There is an matching answer from the universe to our wish for freedom. Just listen ... whether loud and clear or as a whisper ... when you listen (into the void ...) you will receive your answer, it will be heard. You may need a master - most of us do - you may need a bunch of masters and teachers appearing in your consciousness ... or none. It will come exactly the way it's needed while our job is to respond, to open up, to wait and see what unfolds on its own so that the response can be authentic.

The journey continues.

A break-down of body and circumstance around 2010/2011 taught me a new pacing and understanding of how to stay healthy and happy in the aging body and how to serve my sensitivity in appropriate ways.

In early 2015 my (pen-)friend, study colleague and fellow traveller Sudeva and I met again in person during a visit to Australia. Surprisingly and mysteriously we fell in love ... and joined our lives and work together.

We are living in Australia now. I amhappy to see friends in and from Europe whenever possible. Welcome down under or see you up yonder. I love you and am grateful for our meeting.