Like A Feather

                  Soft like a feather Are the hearts That break before the Birdsong starts The dawn that cleaves us To the day Where I found you And lost the way And though our loving Falls like rain The rainbow bows it’s head again And kneels before the

In Love Like Sun

  Jewel in the night Your eyes a flash of light I move to hold you tight The moon is trembling white I take you to me strong The night sings you its song I love you full and long And cancel all the wrong I lead you through the wave Of all the thoughts

We See The Ocean Be

          Take a walk with me A while along the sea And all the while we walk We see the ocean be I wave you to my heart And what amazes me Is all the while we walk We see the ocean be And when I kiss you soft Your lips

I Held You Close

I Held You Close Composed and arranged by Simon Pritchard & Rosa Guilfoyle Word by Simon Pritchard Lead vocals by Simon Pritchard Backing vocals by Belle Humble Bass, electric and acoustic guitar by Mark Howe Drums and percussion by Alan Corne (The Quorn) Violin by Tim Auge Produced by Rosa Guilfoyle Recorded and mixed by

Song Of The Happy Man

Song Of The Happy Man Composed and arranged by Simon Pritchard & Rosa Guilfoyle Word by Simon Pritchard Lead vocals by Simon Pritchard Backing vocals by Belle Humble Bass, electric and acoustic guitar by Mark Howe Drums and percussion by Alan Corne (The Quorn) Violin by Tim Auge Produced by Rosa Guilfoyle Recorded and mixed

I Know You Know

I Know You Know Composed and arranged by Simon Pritchard & Rosa Guilfoyle Word by Simon Pritchard Lead vocals by Simon Pritchard Backing vocals by Rosa Guilfoyle Bass, electric and acoustic guitar by Mark Howe Drums and percussion by Alan Corne (The Quorn) Produced by Rosa Guilfoyle Recorded and mixed by Rosa Guilfoyle at Jonathan
Loss of Face at the Casino 
1.  There is no eye There is no mind There’s only peel Some kind of rind 2. Eternal time now On my hands I cartwheel  On the shifting sands 3. I dealt my smile Face up then down Beneath my joker Was a clown  4. My Guru passed the Light  And drew A flame for

The Scattering

1. I walked in the night Under cover of Light And the journey seemed long Yet Your Presence was strong  And I felt You pervade everywhere  2. There was joy in my heart And right from the start I knew it was You And I knew what to do  I knew what it was I

The Mind Factory

                Art by Odilon Redon   Had a few sales reps contact me from the Mind Factory They are a bit concerned. Since I stopped buying their products they are very worried they said. They noticed I’m enjoying myself a little too much. They think it’s not good. They

The Horse Is Out Of The Barn

  Artwork : Realms Of Bliss Realms Of Light Some Are Born To Sweet Delight. Artist: Simon Pritchard   The self contraction throttles itself The closed fist of no love punches the air and dies Pretending a victory It’s game of protecting the no self within is lost The wounded men and women rise up

The Knowledge before and after Thursday March 17 2016 in France

              Painting: The Light Owl. Artist: Simon Pritchard.                   Note: I did not realize at the time but I was very delusional when I wrote this. The ‘awakenings’ I was so certain of were not embodied in the world but subjective

My Guru Took My Mind

  Artwork: The Beach Party. Artist: Simon Pritchard.   My Guru took my mind He turned me on my head He woke me in His Heart And made His Heart my bed He took all my futures And mixed them with my past And sailed me on His Ocean And now I’m sinking fast The

World To Me (for mum just died)

            World To Me (for mum just died) Mum you mean the world to me Father’s all I couldn’t see And yet to know, unknown to me But mum you are the world to me You are the earth where I was born The fragrant field of ripening corn Your

Climbing

                Artwork by Simon Pritchard   Why does climbing takes so long? I climbed the mountain Far and wide And never did I look inside For if I did You’ll see I hid A ‘self’ That never was it true The self I could not give to you

Thursday March 17 – 2016 – Turgon, France

            Painting: Amrita Nadi. Artist: Simon Pritchard.   Note: The following turned out to be delusional. Whatever ‘awakening’ I perceived was a subjective fantasy and was not embodied in the play of life. For a short time there appeared to be fearlesness yet subsequent events revealed fear, bewilderment and insecurity.

Song of the Unenlightened Pilgrim (For Adi Da My Teacher, My World, My Universe Of Light)

Artwork: The Indestructible Heart Of The Beloved. Artist: Simon Pritchard. I came to you as a leaf is carried on a stream. I did not know you. Only did I know I was being carried. I tumbled over the stones you put in my way. I understand they were to smooth my path. I seemed

The Psychiatric Hospital

                              Artwork: Atman. Artist: Simon Pritchard   When I was a young man and living at home with my parents I was suffering from a depressive disorder of my mind that was so extreme each moment was almost impossible to endure

The Wind In The Willows

              Beloved Adi Da Samraj has many times used children’s stories as a vehicle to Reveal Himself to me or make lessons of how I should relate to Him. One such was in 1985 as I was in the process of becoming a formal devotee. One night a shiver

Irina Tweedie – Sufi Mystic

  Before I came to Adi Da in my early twenties I visited Irina Tweedie many afternoons in her living room in Willesden Green, London. The first day I went she asked me in front of the others present, ‘why have you come to see me?’ I answered ‘Because I am suffering’. She went into

Barry Long

              In my early twenties I regularly went to Barry Long’s talks and seminars in Highgate, London. The first time I met him I told him I was feeling I wanted to commit suicide that evening and was it a good idea. He said if I really wanted to

Jeff Forresters’s Website for Adi Da

This is my dear friend Jeff’s Website. Here you can find his amazing devotional poetry for Adi Da Samraj      September 7th 2015. My friend Jeff just died. For some of 1999 and the best of 2000 I lived with him in Los Angeles with our girlfriends Running the Adidam Global Mission Full-time in

Audio – You Lifted Me Up Gently – For Adi Da Samraj written and recited by Simon

Audio – So I Came To Your Door – For Bhagavan Adi Da Samraj written and recited by Simon

Audio – Everywhere Is You – For Adi Da Samraj written and recited by Simon

   

Unreasonable Happiness In Gotham City

                      Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: The Unfulfilled Reach For The Eternal It was the mid 1990s. I was living in Adi Da Ashram in Norfolk UK. My friend Colin Boyd is a very talented mime artist. One day he told me he had been offered

How Adi Da Samraj Healed My Relationship with my Father Edward Pritchard And Directly Served My Dad’s Death Transition

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Death Of My Father   I guess many of us feel our father is the most lovely, wonderful, beautiful father there is so please forgive me for saying so about my dad! I didn’t always appreciate him. Once in my teens, and I never physically hit another being, before or since,

April 3rd 1990 – Adi Da Samrajashram. – the story of a spiritual retreat in the ‘Bright’ Company of The Divine Person

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: The Husbanding Of The Goddess   April 3rd 1990 – Adi Da Samrajashram. Excitement was mounting. Adi Samraj would soon be granting Darshan in ‘The Giving Coat’. Determined to get as close as possible to my Guru I sat myself down on the floor in the front row, just right of

Retreat Story: Samraj Mahal – Adi Da Samrajashram – 1997/1998

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Crazy Da Must Sing I arrived on Naitauba at the beginning of December. I was so much looking forward to dropping out, and having extended time to meditate. In the world there seems to be endless pressure to function and ‘get things done’. Wow did I need a meditation retreat! A

Simon’s Bio

Simon Pritchard was born in 1961 in Orpington, Kent, a suburb of London. In his early twenties he painted for only a six month period encouraged by a ‘primal’ therapist. The imagery was tortured, the twisted shapes of a fragmented psyche, the beings depicted, convulsed in pain. After ‘dropping out’ of university, frustrated by what

Whiplash

  Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: She Protector Of My Heart   Floor and I catching up with movies we missed from 2014 and 2015 Watched Whiplash last night – brilliant I played cello in my school orchestra and the orchestra leader and music teacher was Mr Swinburne, a mental sadist. A scene here in this

True Water

  Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: My Mother Rowing Home On Streams Of True Water Beloved Adi Da Samraj is so cool and funny. Finds all kinds of ways to reflect to me when I am getting a little uptight. Always straightening me out. A devotee in Asia Pacific was messaging me this morning about buying

Ordeal Bath Lodge

                      Artist: Nicholas Roerich   It was winter time at the Mountain of Attention Sanctuary. Snow all around. Beloved Adi Da Samraj was in the bath house, which is called Ordeal Bath Lodge. We chanted on the lawn just four of us for what seemed

House Of Love

  Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Moonlight On Vermont   Serving around the Guru’s House on the island so remote yet so intimately close to the hearts of all beings everywhere, alone serving here, noone in sight, I am shown a Divine Revelation. Maybe I should not be exactly here in this moment but nowhere to

In The Manner Of Flowers

  Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Bhagavan Da   I can’t remember what year it was. The Mountain Of Attention Sanctuary, California. Beloved Adi Da Samraj was giving Darshan in His beautiful yet simple house, The Manner of Flowers. Thirty or so of us at a time would sit with Him just for about ten minutes

Portraits of Adi Da Samraj by Simon Pritchard in the First Room Gallery

                      At City Fox Gallery in Maarssen there is, in addition to the very large art gallery on the ground floor, a smaller art gallery upstairs on the second floor, called the First Room Gallery. This room is dedicated to displaying some of my portraits

ART BOOK – Simon Pritchard – Paintings & Drawings

This is a limited edition hardcover with full colour pictures of paintings & drawings made by Simon in 2015   Size : 20 x 30 cm Pages: 50 pages Year of production : 2016 Content: Paintings, Drawings, Poetry and Text Signed by the Artist      

Dream, The Blissful Beast, November 18, 2015, Mansle France

                  In the wake of the ‘Paris attacks’ I spent the whole of yesterday, here in Mansle, France, consciously immersing myself in the ‘atrocity exhibition’ – research and education in terrorism, ISIS, chemtrails, global warming, genetic modification and on and on via the Internet and American and

The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe 1985 – London, England and Laugharne and Pendine Sands, South Wales

It was 1985 and I had just transitioned to become a devotee. My minister, Donovan, who did my ‘transition interview’, and made the decision to accept me into the fellowship, ‘The Laughing Man Institute’ as it was called, told me many years later he had wondered at the time if it was the greatest mistake

‘I I know You Are God, I am going to Tell Everyone that You Are God, that You Are Here’

  Atman: The essence that is eternal, unchanging, and indistinguishable from the essence of the universe When I was 8 years old my mum and dad told me that Batman (Be Atman) was coming from Gotham City to visit Orpington in Kent where I lived. My dad took me to see him. We walked across

A Huge Whaty?: Gardening Story as told to Adi Da Samraj at Adi Da Samrajashram

  Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Magickal Rose   As a lover of comedy and comedians and as a sometimes comedic writer, for me the funniest person, the best comedian who ever lived was Adi Da Samraj! Noone has made or makes me laugh as much as Him. Now He has passed away in His bodily

New Year’s Eve 1997/1998 – Adi Da Samrajashram

  ‘The One before you now is that Uncaused Space, Self-Radiant without limit. This is why you find me Attractive, if you do. Even without knowing altogether why, this is your intuition. This is what you are responding to. This Body is a unique Signal, a unique Sign, the Doorway to Who I Am and

Maria Hoop, 1986, Netherlands

  On Sunday July 20th Avatar Adi Da Samraj left the Doelen Crest Hotel for the former monastery at Maria Hoop, now The European Danda. The previous day He had been quietly relaxing in his hotel. I was seated with some others in the garden at the back of the monastery, the lawn in front

The Rock Of Naitauba Picture Show

  Artist: Simon Pritchard   I was on Naitauba on retreat so looking forward to dropping out, dropping into contemplative ecstasy. ‘Simon’ Michael said, ‘Beloved Said He wants a skit night on New Year’s Eve. There is a meeting of the comedy guild tomorrow evening can you make it?’ Hmm I wasn’t sure I wanted

That Is It. Do Not Leave

            I guess all of us have experienced occasions when we saw something or someone whose beauty or attractiveness or some other special quality or intensity hit us all of a sudden and unexpected. My first retreat at The Mountain of Attention Sanctuary in late 1980s a few of us

Retreat Letter Home: From Adi Da Samrajashram, 1996

              Sublime, dreamy days, hot and sticky, confronting, difficult, blissful, exciting, uncomfortable – yet essentially Happy! – everything seems to come up on retreat on Naitauba! On my first retreat in 1990 I well remember the opening orientation given by our retreat manager Dennis. He said that coming on

I Stand At The Door And Knock

  Artist: Simon Pritchard. Drawing: The Man Of Understanding   I have three stories of Adi Da Samraj related to ‘doors’ In 1986 I was in Amsterdam when Beloved Adi Da was staying in the Adidam Centre in Prinsengracht. One time He was on an outing and I was asked to be ready to open

The Froggy Hat

Spring 1996, I was living in a tiny apartment Abbey Road, London, with my intimate partner at the time, Lenie, just down the road from the famous Beatles’ zebra crossing. One day I heard some shocking news – a medical prognosis that subsequently turned out to be a bit off the mark, though ultimately we

Da Nataraj

In the middle afternoon of New Year’s Eve Beloved Adi Da called the male retreatants to have a dance party in the Village square (where were the women? I can’t remember!). It was a time of Celebration and so we were not on our usual ‘no alcohol, no cigarettes’ discipline! We had a stack of

Exhaust Yourself Through Love

Painting by Simon Pritchard: a Darshan occasion with Adi Da Samraj, at Samraj Mahal, at Adi Da Samrajashram, 1998   This Darshan occasion next to the ocean at Samraj Mahal had an incredible and very strange intensity. Adi Da was leaning forward and, it seemed to me, was almost ready to explode. Maybe the photograph

The Mahasiddha Avatar Adi Da Visits Glastonbury

                                          Photo: Adi Da Samraj: at Glastonbury Tor (1986) When Adi Da was in London many of us, especially newer devotees did not see him. Some devotees were invited to travel with him to places

‘Why has Simon got hair hanging down to his tits?’

When I was a young boy I liked my hair to be a bit long, like the Beatles! But my mum had different ideas. She would drag me, literally screaming, to the hairdressers ‘Jons’, in Orpington High Street. When I was much older I went through periods of having a ‘number one’ tennis ball cut

The Miracle Of Naitauba (1995 – my second retreat at Adi Da Samrajashram, Fiji)

I was 34 years old. I had been Avatar Adi Da’s devotee since I was 24. I was visiting Fiji on the remote island of Naitauba, where lived The Da Avatar. He called for a gathering at Hymns To Me. They said it was a very special time and that He may want to speak

A Horse In The Wild Is Always Already The Case

Photo: Horse, 2.5 inches wide, 2 inches high, red-brown.   Many years ago now Adi Da invited His devotees to send Him objects for Him to Bless, which He would then return. I sent him a Chinese prosperity frog and a horse. Both objects came back to me from The Mountain Of Attention Sanctuary in

He Transmitted His Ecstatic State – Adi Da Samrajashram 1995

  Frank Hayes and I had dressed up as Kanyas for a New Years skit. It was for fun, but the bhakti, the love, the attraction, the devotion kept growing. Beloved Adi Da was driving us crazy making us into His gopis. We were so filled with adoration of Him. It was hard to contain

‘Because My Dick Is Bigger Than Yours’ – Los Angeles, Worldwide Mission HQ, Year 2000

A leela (story) of Adi Da’s fierce, passionate, Divine Love-Play with Jeff Forrester and myself in year 2000 in our function as managers of the Adidam Global Mission It was another day, religion business as usual in the L.A worldwide Mission Headquarters on the other side of the Valley. The sun was darting rays of

‘You are holding it upside down’: Adi Da Samrajashram, Fiji,1995

Earlier in this gathering Adi Da had hugged me and kissed me all over my face and on my lips, and slapped me on the cheek of my face when my mind got in the way, to bring my heart-attention back to Him, and since then the devotees present had either been dancing or huddled

Winston and the Guru

When I became a devotee of Adi Da Samraj in 1985 I already knew He loved me and I already knew I loved Him. How this occurred is a Mystery, the Great Happiness of my life, and it was a complete surprise, to fall in love with a man, and not just that, but a

The Mind Of The Psychic Deep In The Crisis Of The Heart at Battersea Town Hall, London

Painting: The Cyclops by Odilon Redon   Many years ago now I went to a mystics and psychics fair in Battersea Town Hall, London. Gavin Brown had organized an Adidam stall selling Adi Da’s books. My help was not needed so I wandered around the hall. Nothing interested me, except one stall, which had a

November 3, 1999, Ruchira Da’s 60th Birthday Celebration at The Mountain Of Attention, USA

                                          We were at The Mountain of Attention Sanctuary, Northern California. Adi Da was there too! A Beautiful Coincidence! Later in the evening after this photograph you can see here (that was taken this very

‘I Have Made You Each A Cookie’ – December 1997

  Artist: Simon Pritchard In 1995 and again in 1997 I was extremely graced, like all devotees on the Island on these occasions to have Avatar Adi Da’s ‘Cookie Day’ Darshan. This tradition began in the late 1980s and became a regular event, usually in late December, as part of the Danavira Mela Celebration. On

Rapture

Rapture Of The Night Bhagavan’s Delight The Thumbs Are Pressing Down A King Regains His Crown

The Goblin and the Cosmic Horse – (London 1985)

Artwork: The Chimera Gazed at all Things with Fear, from Night, 1886 by Odilon Redon   It was sometime in September 1985. I was 24 years old and living with my parents just outside London. On this particular night, I was staying at a friend’s apartment in Earls Court in West London. I had only

‘Holy Shit!’ – A Gathering with Adi Da and His devotees at Samraj Mahal February 1st 1988

February 1st, 1998 devotees are gathered with Adi Da Samraj at Samraj Mahal in the evening beside the ocean. Adi Da is speaking about how the ego murders love: ‘The implications of love are terrible, terrible. And the ego or the egoic disposition, uses every kind of means, to get out of that circumstance, to

1984 London – Never Let Me Go – My Journey To Adi Da

Painting: Remember by Nicholas Roerich (1924)   It was 1984. I was walking along Hampstead High Street. London. Many years earlier Swami Vivekananda, (of whom Adi Da Samraj has Said: ‘That Deeper-Personality Vehicle of My present-Lifetime Incarnation was (Itself) Incarnated as the Great Siddha…Swami Vivekananda’) lived in Hampstead for a time and would walk along

Adi Da In London 1986

  Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: The Light Pours Out Of Me It was 1986 London, grey overcast skies and raining. Everything changes except Consciousness Itself and the weather in England which are Eternal! Adi Da and a vast travelling party of devotees all dressed in orange, some with (temporary!) spiritual names like ‘Arjuna’ had arrived

I Wanted To Crawl And Slither After Him Forever! (My first retreat in Fiji – 1990)

  On my first visit to Adi Da Samrajashram in 1990 I was in a dissociative state. Even though I had been madly in love with Adi Da since 1984, even though I had seen him at Mariahoop, Netherlands in 1986 and even though He had already given me many revelations that He was God

The Flood

Painting: Boat Of Golden Dreams by Simon Pritchard   Da Da Da It was the night of Da Purnima. The full moon shimmered purest white, a gloriously beautiful beacon of bliss illuminating the world and all worlds in all times and places with Brightest Joy. The Lord Da spoke tacitly in the hearts of all

You Met Me At The End

You met me at the end You meet me at the start You met me in my mind You met me in the heart The journey was all over When it had just begun You were always Many While I was always One You tricked me into Happiness You birthed me into death You breathed

Bhava of the Real

I walked in the world where there was no door And I bit in the apple but there was no core And I flew in the plane without any sky And I wept through the night but couldnt make a cry And I sang a melody but there was no sound And I rolled with

Turning

You turned to me In the day and the night When the daffodils died When the moon wasn’t white When the sun didnt shine When the bird left the nest When nothing could strive And nothing could rest You turned to me slow You turned to me fast When the years took a spade And

Only Your Bliss

I fell deep asleep A cry in my snore On pillows of pain Sunk wound in the floor I dreamed of a time A world made anew Where trees still can stand When the winds blew You entered my dream And ruffled my hair Opened my heart And laid my mind bare You wake me

You Hid Me In Your Sleeve

You took me to your heart You burn my feet of clay You came here for a time That time will always stay You hid me in your sleeve You trick my mind away Turn loneliness to ash And change the night today Tomorrow was a dream The past will never come You dissolve the

Your Love

Artwork: The Invisible Man By Simon Pritchard One day I looked to see above And felt descending sweetest Love And then I noticed from below Your Love was rising in a flow And then Your Love moved deep inside There was nowhere for me to hide You moved upon me like a boat Moves circling

Diamond Of Bright

Painting: Starry Night Over The Rhone by Vincent Van Gogh I looked in the sky in the deep of the night Where a star shone so loud a diamond of Bright And I reached for it then with the heart of my eye As I gazed at this star in the deep of the sky

Mirror Man

I lived in a land Where there was no sun And the days were void And the nights stretched long Blind darkness was all we ever knew And the people wept But could not see And they toiled and labored mercilessly And we fed the plants but nothing ever grew But a man once from

Mind Wrap

  Artist: Simon Pritchard   Mind you are strong but Lord Da is stronger Your bite is severe but His tooth is longer Fear is the fuel that makes you so cruel But He is the Master and you are the mule You tried to control me But His Love’s too strong Go back in

You Are The Real

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Jugglers Time is a conjuring trick of the mind She sawed me in half and what did she find Nothing but dust and mirrors and rope A mind made of tears and a heart bled of hope But You Are The Real, the Truth and the Way Satsang with You consumes

Psalms To my Teacher (4 to 7)

4. You reeled me in with a steady arm of love. Adrift, lost at sea. Consumed with loneliness. Then in Your arms. I shivered in bliss when You Touched me. You brought me Home. Alone with You. Alone in You. The trembling rivers of pain break their banks. Absorbed in Your Ocean of infinite embrace.

The Dawn Horse

Painting: The Dawn Horse by Simon Pritchard   Verily You are the Horse of The Dawn Not One who dies, not One to be born Your Head is all worlds that spin in Your Light Your Legs are the galloping prayer through the night Your Back is the power supporting all Being Your Eyes are

Monkey Mind

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Guru Da I watch the monkey mind Clambering in the trees He tosses down bananas To hurt or as a tease He is a bloody nuisance Never satisfied And if I start to chase He has somewhere to hide But lately I did recognize This chimp is really You And now

I Hid Behind The World

Artist: Simon Pritchard I hid behind the world Fastened to a star Paralyzed by pain I couldn’t move too far The Sun He moved towards me Driven soft to find Eyes that could be opened Where once they had been blind You Shone from highest worlds Made manifest as man My mind scorched by Your

Ruchira Da – Divine World Teacher

You enter the world You penetrate the world You understand the world You recognize the world You become the world You love the world You absorb the world You bless the world You dissolve the world You awaken the world You are the world And when the world knows You As You Know the world

Bird Without A Song

Painting: ‘Sahasrar’ by Simon Pritchard     There was a bird without a song His night too short His day too long The branch he fell on was too thin And when he flew it was within His feathers weaved together wrong A lonely bird without a song   He struggled hard to do his

My Guru’s Love

My Guru’s Love is ripest blossoms No love is there to compare A kiss that melts the hearts of mountains Touching, reaching everywhere My Guru’s Beauty’s trembling rainbows Dancing in the silver air A Heart that’s breaking for all beings A wound no one else can bear My Guru’s Joy’s a stream of rivers Longing

The Escape (Adi Da Samrajashram, Fiji – 1995)

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Lord Of All The Worlds Trapped inside a dream Where there was no sun No way to escape Nowhere left to run You reached behind my mind for me And held me in Your Heart You Opened up Your Form to me The prison fell apart You Said ‘Simon cling to

All Was Asleep

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Once In A Blue Moon All was asleep Except a bird Began to sing But no one heard The bird its heart Did pine Did long For everyone To hear it’s song But all the people were immune To loves melody and tune The bird sang only to himself They caged

I Walked In The Dark

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Garbage And The Goddess I walked in the dark Where black filled the air My heart in the shadows The night didn’t care The moon wore a hood Ashamed of it’s face And the stars were all hid Where the sun had no place The sky burned to ash And fell

You Undream The World

I was held by the world In a jail by the sea But my chains you untie When you capture me And you undream the walls Where you ask me to wait You distract the guards As we walk through the gate And you blow me away With the Truth of Your Heart Where Love

I Couldn’t Hear The Wind

Artist: Simon Pritchard   I couldn’t hear the wind And I couldn’t hear the bird I couldn’t hear the truth And I couldn’t hear the word I couldn’t see the world And I couldn’t see me I couldn’t see the forest And I couldn’t see the tree I couldn’t feel the sun And I couldn’t

Samraj Mahal – Adi Da Samrajashram, Fiji, 1998

          Lord Ruchira Da In His Jacuzzi Bathing in the Bliss of His Samadhi… His Pleasure Dome of Delicious Sublimity Where Only Beauty Is. Breathless with longing We Stream to the beach To gaze on His Glorious Form That dissolves all the mind’s dilemma We tread with steps sandy soft Not

Song Of The Happy Man (Dead Fish Blues)

Painting:  ‘Some Tasty Dish That Butterfly Fish. Her All Seeing Eye Can Make A Man Shy’  –  by Simon Pritchard     I was born in a river Which had no soul A water hole and I had no role I was born in a river And I had no soul Man I was good

The Apple Of My Eye

                        Painting: Apple Trees by Gustav Klimt   I walked in the orchard Down by the sea Where time hid the fruits high in the tree And an apple was there that soon Caught my eye All made of light but still I walked

He Is The Spire

Artist: Simon Pritchard His fist was closed. Curled in tight. No room to breathe or fly a kite. He held illusions. Recoiled grip. Robbed of life. A pirate ship. Shutting out all the love. Desensitised like hand in glove. The squeezed fist hurt. White nuckled clench. Tightening like a monkey wrench. Suffocated no more breath.

Swimming Free

Artist: Simon Pritchard The world is sleeping like a child Like blankets dreams on dreams are piled Illusions flowing through like streams And nothing is just as it seems The minds are caught up in a maze Of many paths entangled ways With no way through and no way out Circling round and roundabout The

The Song You Sing To Me

Painting: ‘My Guru Killing Me Softly With His Song’  – by Simon Pritchard     You Sang my heart Your Song The Song You Sing To me A Song of how to Love And live a life that’s Free Where suffering’s displaced By understanding self Where Happiness is Here Not high upon a shelf You

Sunflower

                                            Painting: Sunflowers, 1911 by Egon Schiele There was a wilted sunflower Its petal broke and torn Its stem a knot of fractures Since ever it was born You touched with hands of gentleness

Dream – This is The Moment (2015)

                                          Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Wigwam Powerful dream woke me up and I immediately went downstairs and painted for a few hours very concentrated. A short time after I finish – an hour or so

Dream Experience – The First Day On Earth (2010)

                                            Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: William Blake And A Mind On Fire   I had an unusual dream- experience – happening on Saturday night The world was in view as a whole as one

Love’s Point (July 2001)

  Artwork: Sahaj by Simon Pritchard   A love letter home to my Gurubhais in England – sent 25 July 2001 – after Darshan of Our Beloved Guru at Love’s Point, Northern California Dear Gurubhais, In the night at Love’s Point I was Graced once again with Exquisite Darshan of our Most Beloved Lord… We

Just The Brightness

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Sahaj The eyes were closed. The heart was blind. The world was dark and left behind. He was divided into two. An airplane that no one flew. The sun was hid behind a cloud. The face was lost behind a shroud. And darkness crawled all around. Deaf to every hopeless sound.

The Mind Dived Deep

                                        Painting by Jackson Pollock – The Deep   Swimming this morning, the mind dived deep in the lake of the Heart. A shimmering mermaid appears with fleeting precision, penetrating the skin of thoughts, touching me

True Water

                Life always finds a way. This is sometimes said. I had always lived in the desert for as long as I can remember and I quickly learned to adapt. Like some desert plants I needed the extreme heat and lack of moisture. Maybe in a warmer climate

Psalm To Adi Da – There Seems Only Darkness

Painting by Odilon Redon – Fallen Angel   There seems only darkness. The blackness consumes me. The landscape appears as unrelenting dark. The trees are scorched like black rust. The hills are dead to life. Nothing moves. The world is stillborn. Still to be born. The world freezes paralyzed in deep inner pain that spills

A River Ran Through

  Painting by Nicholas Roerich – River Chandra – 1933   The pain started very small, tiny as a grain of rice. It began to grow watered in the dream of experience by the illusions of mankind. Society was cruel and soon the pain was fossilized in an underwater cave where no fish swam. And

CD – Simon Pritchard – The Sun of the Heart

                          PREVIEW -THE SUN OF THE HEART – LISTEN TO TRACK 1 – “Om Sri Parama”   COMING SOON! The Sun of the Heart is a chanting CD that I made with my musical partners Rosa Guilfoyle and James Edward Clarke, with the

Adi Da related websites

Below a list of Links to websites about Adi Da. It is a random collection of all the different Adi Da websites I could find online. Official and unofficial side by side, just for you to read more about Adi Da. If you find another Adi Da related website or start a new one, please

Q & A – What’s your strongest memory of your childhood?

  What’s your strongest memory of your childhood? I remember the excitement of the anticipation of being seven years old, pulling back the paving stones of the path in our garden and discovering a new world, watching all the ants and worms, beetles and snails, living, eating, working, playing, hunting, hiding and sexing. A mirror

Q & A – Describe a real-life situation that inspired you?

Describe a real-life situation that inspired you? For three summer holidays when I was aged 9, 10, 11 my parents took the family to Tenby in Wales for our summer holidays, each time renting the same house in the harbour there called ‘Down Below’ – a lovely house right on the beach itself next to

Q & A with Simon – What themes do you pursue?

I paint Goddesses, breasts, beasts of earth, sky and ocean, vaginas and flowers, and a love invisible. I paint the rhythms of cruelty, the sighing of the sea, unspeakable pain transfigured into bliss, and a sky of longing that stretches to infinity. The canvas sings a mantra, my paintbrush chants her Name, the One Divine

Q & A with Simon – Explain what you do in 100 words

I wake up slowly, I kneel at the canvas and crawl, I search for a meaning, I search for a light, I breathe and I wrestle with image and form, I make some marks and a few clear lines, and I smudge and distort to create some confusion, I piece it together like a puzzle

Q & A with Simon – Why Art?

Art is food for the soul. Art eats into the soul. Art is soul. An artist is a soul singer. When the artist sings the body quivers and the hairs stand up on the back of the neck. Art is also blues. When the artist weeps the world weeps too. My Guru Adi Da says

VIDEO EXHIBITION LONDON 2015

 

VIDEO EXHIBITION MAARSSEN

My Beloved Guru Adi Da Samraj

            This page is dedicated to my spiritual teacher and Guru, Adi Da Samraj. Adi Da is the love of my life and the apple of my eye. In my experience He is not separate from anyone or anything, including what I call my ‘self’. Adi Da Samraj is my

Red Sitting Man (Year 2002 at The Mountain Of Attention Sanctuary, Northern California, USA)

    I was there at Red Sitting Man at this incredible Darshan occasion (sighting of the Guru) at The Mountain Of Attention Sanctuary, Northern California. I was manager of the Celebration, responsible for so many things it was beyond intense. In the midst of the overwhelming seva (service) demand I had to fight to

Fuck You (Adi Da Samrajashram, my second retreat in Fiji – 1995)

  1995 I was on retreat on Sri Loveanandashram, Fiji with my Guru, Adi Da Samraj. Many days He Sat with us in Darshan (a Sanskrit word referring to the sacred devotional sighting of the Guru or of images of the Divine (http://adidaupclose.org/glossary/index.html) for about an hour or so in an exquisite Fijian bure-style Temple,

His Bliss-Filled Eyes Met Ours – 1988 Mountain of Attention

                        An old diary entry from my first spiritual retreat at The Mountain of Attention Sanctuary in 1988 – a few of us were doing some Guru Seva (service to the Guru)- sweeping and moving crates around – at one of the buildings ˜Huge

You Lifted Me Up Gently

I was the broken man I’d split myself in two One half wasn’t right The other wasn’t true I came to You in need I saw You had no fear I felt a Love so powerful I ventured to come near You lifted me up gently You placed me in Your Heart You told me

All Worlds Disappeared

Artist: Simon Pritchard. I raged in the storm Of a world I could not see I cut it with a sword And watched it injure me I tossed it in the air It fell me to the ground I buried it in bones Of old, dead worlds I found I sang the world my sweetest,

Verily It Is The Horse Of The Dawn

Painting by Simon Pritchard: ‘A Horse In The Wild Is Always Already The Case’   (title-Adi Da)   I was walking in the world And I drank the Sun And the world unfurled And the rays were gone And the mind dissolved And the cage was freed And the lion escaped And the people fleed To

Shine A Light

                                Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: The Light Owl   Lost at sea Sinking fast Holes on board Broken mast Mind fragments World a mess My heart flares Keen distress Sends a signal Through the sky Scream for help Helpless cry

My Heart Uncaged

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: The Sayer Of Truth The door was locked. The world was shut. The fist was tight. The finger cut The sun was hid. The flood was high. The wing was broken couldn’t fly Then Guru comes He has the key He shows me what I couldn’t see He took my hand

Lord I Was Lost

Lord I was lost and lost in the sea and i saw that the waves will not wait for me so i looked at the Sun and I saw your Bright Form The One Who Is Love Eternal Unborn And you reached for me there as I flailed in the sea with arms flailing wildly

I Die For Love

I die for love Love dies for me ‘I’ falls apart Not easily The suffering is raw and wild And loneliness My only child Until You break through the shield And plant me in Your Brightest Field Of tender roses Piercing thorns Where we bleed Through many dawns And waver in the windy night Still

Falling

Artist: Simon Pritchard I fall from the world I fall to Your Heart I fall like a wind And drop like a dart You throw me off centre And steady my aim I throw high and wild ‘Til you make my heart tame You draw me in close To Your Love To Your Light And

Everywhere Is You

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: Shaman I’m dying every day and every day is wide I’m dying in my mind I’m nowhere more inside You throw me in the hedge where brambles scratch the pain and plough my heart a field where seeds call out Your Name I’m living every day and every day is thin

So I Came To Your Door

Artist: Simon Pritchard. Painting: The Divine Emergence Watch Video