Swami’s Pal- Lama Wangdu Calls on Evil Ghosts; Alleged to Steal Virginity – Must Be First

Imagine a religion that believes in ghosts! Hinduism sure is ridiculous.

As a Catholic kid I was instructed how to pray to the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.

These days I think the Holy Trinity is called the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. What are spirits? Ghosts.

I gave up believing in this stuff about the same time I stopped believing in the Easter Bunny.

Christians believe the most ridiculous stuff. It amazes me. Rational, educated people who believe in a virgin birth and a god who let himself get nailed to a post, died and came back to life like some kind of friendly zombie. He watches everything you do too, so you better not wank off or he’ll send you to burn in Hell for all eternity. Because he loves you. And one day soon he’s coming back! Christians have been waiting over 2,000 years and we haven’t seen hide nor hair of this invisible god but just keep believing!

This is what’s known as “mainstream religion” in the modern Western world.

Is it really surprising that people join cults, when they’ve been raised on such superstitious nonsense?

https://www.amazon.com/Fallout-Recovering-Abuse-Tibetan-Buddhism-ebook/dp/B07SBJ8J4B/ref=tmm_kin_title_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr=

When eight students wrote a letter accusing Sogyal Rinpoche, author of the best-selling Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, of decades of physical, emotional and sexual abuse, Tahlia Newland set up an online support group for abuse victims and students of his Tibetan Buddhist community, Rigpa. Appalled by the lack of ethics, the group undertook a journey of discovery during which they uncovered the depth of the trauma suffered by victims, and the fundamentalism and cult behaviour at the heart of Rigpa. They learned about destructive cults, trauma and recovery, narcissistic abuse, co-dependency, institutional betrayal, and the methods of mind control used by Rigpa, who had covered up and enabled the abuse for decades.

Fallout, Tahlia's memoir of this time, reveals the consequences of spiritual abuse for an ordinary member of an abusive, high-demand religious group and the psychological processing required for healing and cult recovery. Fallout is a cautionary tale for students and potential students of any guru-centred spiritual group. For Buddhist teachers and scholars, it also provides valuable insight into areas of the teachings which can easily be misunderstood and misused. For psychotherapists and counsellors, it's an important case study for anyone working with cult survivors, particularly in a Buddhist context.

https://beyondthetemple.com/

Taken from the public page of: https://leavingsiddhayoga.net/

Two Currents of Lies and Abuse, Shoemaker and Wangdu arose from “lineages” or traditions of harm from Muktananda to Shoemaker, from Tibetan Lamas to Wangdu, medieval rituals based in misogonistic practices.

MY STORY

The Dalai Lama advises seekers to check a teacher’s qualifications

carefully: “The best thing is” the Dalai Lama said in an interview last

February, “whenever exploitation, sexual abuse or money abuse happen, make

them public.”

It is time for me to bring the light of truth to facts that have

been buried too long.

I was on Muktananda’s staff for 8 years, beginning in 1974. I

was 21 years old when I joined the tour. The events that I am going to

recount occurred after about 5 years on tour with Baba. So I was around 26;

Muktananda was around 73.

The tour stopped In Miami where I went in advance to set up the

bookstore. I was surprised to find that I had been put in a room on the

top floor near Muktananda’s penthouse quarters

All the young girls were in the rooms closest to Muktananda and

the older girls were further away. We would meditate in our rooms every

morning and listen to Muktananda walking up and down the hall. I personally

witnessed young girls coming and going from Muktananda’s quarters.

A few months into our stay I was alone in my room when

Muktananda came in, closed the door and grabbed me and gave me a big kiss on

the mouth. I was both thrilled and confused – I didn’t know what to think.

Shortly after, I was given an invitation by Malti to come to the Boston

Ashram with a small entourage. This was a privilege – I was thrilled to be

included.

In Boston, Baba would roam the halls at night. I would run into

him in the dark on the way to the bathroom. He continued to hug and kiss

me. I didn’t understand, but told myself that Baba was God, so it must be

very special; it must be a good thing.

On return to South Fallsburg, I was back at my usual bookstore

seva without any special privileges or contact with Muktananda.

Then one evening I was returning from the bookstore with my cash

box. That day, I had prayed to Muktananda to help me understand my true

path – whether I was meant to have children or become a Swami. Muktananda

appeared in the lobby and pulled me behind a long curtain in front of his

house door. The curtain ran the length of the lobby and had holes in it

that people said had been made at Muktananda’s request. The holes allowed

Muktananda to watch people without them knowing.

When he got me back there, he began to speak to me, mostly Hindi

with some English short phrases, “Chota, chota” which means something like

“little ones”, as he pointed to my stomach. I was happy with this

direction.

Then he shocked and startled me: he grabbed my breasts and

twisted them tightly and reached under my dress and felt my vagina. I didn’

t know what to think or do – I was stunned. He sent me away with my head

spinning about how to explain to myself the Guru’s actions. After all, this

was the Guru, the same as God, so why was he doing this? He told us to be

celibate, so how could this be sexual? I had no answers.

The following night again he appeared and motioned me to come.

I again did not question his directions since I was surrendered to

Muktananda as my Guru (surrender to the Guru was a principal part of the

Siddha Yoga chants and teachings that I ascribed to).

Muktananda took me back to his quarters this night and had me

lay down on a large ottoman. This time he inspected my vagina. He said

“Good yoni.”

Muktananda brought me to his quarters again the next night. All

the while he told me “Don’t tell anyone” and “Don’t tell your husband.”

Muktananda put me on a high table, pulled my legs back to expose my vagina

and pulled out his flaccid penis. He placed his penis as far up inside me

as he could and remained in that position a very long time.

During this time he said phrases such as “Baba urevetta” (semen

goes upward); “Baba Yogi”. He kept repeating, “No sex, tantra”, No sex,

tantra”, “long time”. ( ” he seemed to be telling me he did this tantra a

long time,although I wondered what was so special about just standing there

a long time)

I felt he was trying to convince me and coerce to believe that

this was not sex. I felt doubt and distress that I have buried for many

years. I had to keep telling myself that, of course, Baba is doing the

right thing, he is God. I must be very special and important. I decided I

should be loyal to Baba. And so for all these years I have kept this

secret. I have stayed quiet, confused and silent.

Now I am 50 years old and ready to face and share the truth of my experience

with Muktananda. I want to be finally released from these events so that I

can move forward with my life without the burden of them.

In 1986, I tried to talk about my experience with people I

thought might help me understand it. One woman and I acknowledged our

mutual experience but she was not able to fully talk about it. I also

bought books on tantra and read articles. But I couldn’t find anything that

described anything resembling my experience with Muktananda (in fact, I

learned that true tantra is something entirely different from what I

experienced).

In 1994, long after Muktananda died, I shared my experience with

a close friend who had guessed the truth of it. Shortly after I did that,

an old friend that I did seva with, now Gurumayi’s assistant, called me at

my home in Atlanta. She interrogated me on what I said to my friend about

the experience and had me give her a detailed account. This was

embarrassing, but I felt I was going to finally get to talk about it with

someone close to Gurumayi. When I finished, she scolded me saying “Didn’t

Baba always tell you ‘top secret?'” That was the end of the conversation-

no help, no explanation, just the strong message to keep quiet.

In 2001, I planned a pilgrimage to India. (this was an intervention by the Divine,but this is another story) Before leaving, I

made a bold attempt to communicate with Gurumayi about my experience with

Baba by writing her a long heartfelt letter. It took weeks to compose,

telling her about my trip and asking about my experience with Muktananda,

hoping for some communication in return. I was clearly asking for help. I

sent the letter through one of Gurumayi’s close assistants whom I knew well

and included a large check. I never heard anything from Gurumayi or anyone

else. My check was cashed.

Finally, at age 50, through my own exploration, experience and

insight, I can no longer deny that what happened to me with Baba was wrong.

This understanding was heightened through my therapy with a gifted

professional who is profoundly spiritual both in practice and training. I

finally got the courage to share what had happened to me with her. After I

described all of Baba’s actions, she asked me whether, knowing what I have

been through, I would take my daughter by the hand and send her through the

door to experience the same thing. The answer was emphatically no –

absolutely not. At that moment, I clearly understood that Baba had sexually

abused me.

I am immensely grateful for the clarity that I have finally

received, after so many years of denial, confusion and heartache. It has

been important for me to acknowledge this abuse and move on. This has been

the healing process, but I know that there are many others that are younger

than I who have not been able to look at what happened to them. My hope is

that by telling my story and finally lifting the veil of secrecy that

others, too, may find the way to heal and move on with their lives. For

this reason I no longer remain anonymous. Because of fear, no one before

has put a name to their story of sexual abuse by Swami Muktananda. But I

will so that it can no longer be said these are made up stories. I invite

comments and questions and will try to answer and help anyone that needs it.

I also invite anyone that needs to talk off site to e-mail me privately.

Thank you. May we all find the Truth that we seek. God Bless.

Joan Radha Bridges

Post Number 2800

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According to Buddha there are only holy places and no holy people, only holy moments, only moments of wisdom.

Hey Ginzo!

Stop posting articles about this stupid lowlife goddamn Tsinker and start posting what’s important, *PATRIOT GOD’S ARTCILES*!!!!!!

Get moving!

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I was also refeared to Wangdo ( in Nepal), by a Tibetan in Denmark. My impression of…was horrifying. Tibetan Buddhism. All of it is a cult.

Lama Wangdu sounds like an std.

I don't know anything about the swami.. But the moron who wrote clearly has no comprehension of Buddhism, let alone any kindergarten knowledge of Vajrayana….

I am always suspicious of articles that are completely based upon accusations without providing any evidence to support their damnation… so, I have to take this as mostly BS regarding Lama Wangdu

I got out. You can get out. You are not alone. https://www.rainn.org/

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An amended Oregon law that took effect Jan. 1, 2019 to increase the crime of strangulation during domestic violence to a felony. The crime of strangulation is generally a misdemeanor in Oregon and is only a felony under specific circumstances.

Clackamas County’s leaders, lawmakers and advocates see this change as long overdue.

“Domestic violence involving strangulation is always life-threatening and when a victim survives forever life-altering,” said Clackamas County Commissioner Sonya Fischer. “This important law change elevates strangulation to dangerous assault against those whose physical and emotional health are forever affected by someone they live with and once trusted.”

Physical evidence. Do you have this? A hospital report? Something that saId you had certain drugs in your system? Hospital report with a rape kit? You have nothing without rape kit and drug report. He said/she said. No one in law enforcement cares about that.

I practiced Chod for a year or two after taking empowerments online from him and being instructed by one of his students. I never had any of these experiences, but the practice alone nearly killed me. It was horrific and I finally stopped myself and got rid of everything, even smashing the head of the Buddha statue. It's more than cultish behavior, sexual abuse, and fleecing people for money – it's pure fucking evil.