Pan, architect of consciousness

Buddhahill is a fragment of paradise. It is a hill that opens onto an immense and grandiose landscape which stretches beyond the reach of the sharpest eye. The sun itself has taken up residence here and comes to rest each evening, inviting its guests to moments of intense meditation and contemplation.

Like nature in a virgin forest, creation is everywhere in this magical place. Each of its elements contributes freely and actively to its development. Here, just behind a small timber cabin, surrounding a chuckling spring, a carpet of mauve flowers perfumes the air with its subtle scent, a bee plunders the offered bloom, the bluetit flutters in search of earthworms for its nestlings; then the observing eye falls upon a discreet mirror in the midst of this flamboyant natural scene, which reflects its image, as if to say: you too are part of this creation. Further off, in the shade of an immense chestnut tree, two little cats purr peacefully, lulled by the clinking bells of the animals grazing happily on the rich grass of the meadows below. At the foot of a bush covered in multicoloured flowers stands a small, decorative, moss-covered cairn. Beyond, a crystal hanging from a low branch sends out its myriad sparkles, adding to the magic of the location.

The enchanted atmosphere of this place chosen by Pan invites his guests to experience daily moments of exception, founded in the self-observation that is the basis of an aware development of consciousness. Practised in groups, in a continuous and unforced way, this attitude quickly generates a subtle aura, an ineffable atmosphere where love is king, joy its companion, and honesty, candour and well-being its courtiers.

Moreover, the beings who live here are free and light like elves, coming and going, their feet scarcely brushing the stones on the path so as not to disturb them, for they too have their place in this landscape, work cheerfully. Each brings their personal touch, discreetly affirming the divine nature of this haven of peace, consciousness and love.

This creation is the work of Pan. Pan is a magic being as are all, without exception, of the beings that people the earth. Enlightened with the help and through the immense love of his master Osho, his creation resembles a bridge between the material world and the spiritual world, the divine world. Not that he is a divinity, of course, but something sacred emanates from his being. With astonishing simplicity, hour after hour he will express truths that stand at the extreme boundary of human thought and then, later, can be seen carefully stacking firewood in the barn, ready for use in the winter to heat the house where he lives, surrounded by his closest friends.

The watchword of this fabulous interior and exterior environment fashioned by Pan is Freedom of the Spirit. This quality, which perhaps represents the ultimate stage of evolution of the human consciousness, is extremely difficult to achieve in reality. It is a task to which every one of Pan's friends has dedicated themselves body and soul. When you meet them, this usually so immaterial consciousness becomes a tangible reality and carries you with delight to the centre of your Being.

Thank you Pan

Serge