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Thursday, July 20, 2023

Never think of the future, and never be entangled with the past.




THE FIRST and the most important thing to remember is: never think of the future, and never be entangled with the past. While I am here, enjoy me. While I am here, don't miss this opportunity.

This is mind playing games. You are not enjoying me. You are not delighted - you are creating a worry for yourself. Now the worry is about the future - who are you to be worried about the future? And how can you manage to control it? - - there is no way. The future will take its own course. We cannot manage the future in a certain way, that it should be so or should not be so. All efforts have always failed.
There is no way to manage it. The only way is to use the present, and leave the future for the future. There will be people; we will not be here - what they are going to do with my words, it is their freedom. If they want to make chains out of them, that is their freedom. If they want to be liberated by these words, that is their freedom. If they want to make a prison out of the temple that we are creating, then it is their freedom! and it is their choice.

Osho The Discipline of Transcendence Volume 3

Difference between perfection and totality.



And there is a tremendous difference between perfection and totality. Perfection is a goal somewhere in the future, totality is an experience herenow. Totality is not a goal, it is a style of life. If you can get into any act with your whole heart, you are total. And totality brings wholeness and totality brings health and totality brings sanity. 

OSHO 
Love to be your prayer 

the mind is your mathematics






Question : I’m a sort of a 
sentimental person. 
The mind says one 
thing and heart says 
something else. Up to 
now I’ve been always 
following the heart and am always at a loss !
 
Answer : One has to be very very alert about one 
thing: there are things 
in which the heart will 
be a failure; never listen to the heart about those 
things.   

There are things in 
which the mind will be 
a failure; don’t listen to the mind about those things. 
  
And a clear-cut 
distinction is needed, 
otherwise one goes mad. 
  
For example, if you 
are trying to succeed 
in the world, don’t 
listen to the heart. 
  
In your business don’t 
listen to the heart, 
just be your mind.  

Because the mind is 
your mathematics; 
the mind simply 
means the part that knows how to do big 
business – nothing else! 
  
The mind is your 
business expert – 
listen to it! When you are ill you don’t go and ask an 
engineer; you go to the doctor. 
  
If when you are ill you 
go to the engineer 
and when you want to 
make your house you 
consult the doctor, 
you will go crazy.   

That’s what you have 
been doing. If you fall 
in love with a woman 
then don’t listen to 
the mind, because 
the mind has nothing 
to say about it. 
 
It is not a question of 
logic or mathematics 
– listen to the heart. 
  
If you are reading 
poetry, listen to the heart. But when you are doing some calculation don’t bring in your heart.  

This is clarity. It is not 
a question of being 
sentimental or not. 
Just clarity is needed 
and a clear-cut 
division of labour. 
  
The mind is yours, the heart  is yours. Both have their functions and  one has to learn what exactly the function of the heart is; 
  
otherwise you will get 
confused and mixed 
up. So just see: if something needs 
logic, mathematics, the mind is needed. What will the heart do there? 
 
Whenever you get 
confused, listen to the 
mind. Because confusion 
means that the mind 
is needed. The heart never gets confused; it simply knows. 
  
Confusion means that 
it is in the area of the 
mind. 

Slowly slowly you will get to the knack. try this: always the first thing to decide is, is this a heart matter or a mind matter? 
  
And in life there are 
almost ninety-nine 
percent mind matters, 
rarely a heart matter. 
 
But that one percent 
is more valuable than 
the ninety-nine percent. 
  
And if there is a question of whether to save the ninety-nine percent or to save the one percent, I will say 'Save the one percent and lose the ninety-nine percent.’ 
  
But ordinarily there is 
no question like that. 
 
Use your mind more, 
continue to meditate, 
and things will become more and more clear. 

~ Osho 
 
Excerpted from : The 99 Names of Nothingness   

They are never inventive.



You will be surprised to know that all that you see has been invented by playful people, not by the serious people. The serious people are too much past-oriented — they go on repeating the past, because they know it works. They are never inventive. 

OSHO 
Love to be your prayer 


Saturday, June 24, 2023

WHY IS IT SO DIFFICULT TO BE IN A STATE OF LET-GO?


BELOVED OSHO,
WHY IS IT SO DIFFICULT TO BE IN A STATE OF LET-GO?

Puja Kavina, the world needs workaholics. It needs people to be slaves, to be proletariats, to be laborers, and function just like machines; hence all the so-called moralists and Puritans have been teaching people that work has some intrinsic value. It has none.
It has some value but is of the lowest kind. It is a need; because people have stomachs they need bread and butter. They need clothes and a roof over their heads. This natural need has been exploited to the extreme. People are forced to work, but whatever they produce does not come to them; it goes to the people who don't work.
Society has been forever an exploitive society. It has been divided into the haves and the have-nots. The have-nots have to work just to survive, and the haves go on accumulating mountains of money. It is a very ugly situation -- inhuman, primitive, insane. The people who work are poor, hungry, and starving; they don't have time for literature, for music, for painting. They can't even conceive that there are worlds of tremendous beauty, of art. They cannot even imagine that there is something like meditation. It is enough for them to get one meal a day.
Just the other day I was informed that Ethiopia is ready for another famine. Just a year ago millions of people died in Ethiopia and the whole world watched -- not only watched, America destroyed billions of dollars worth of foodstuff, and dumped it in the ocean. But it cannot be given to the poor who are starving. The countries of Europe were destroyed even more because they had so much surplus... mountains of butter. And the new crops were coming so they needed the old crops to be taken out of their warehouses. They were short of warehouses and just nearly one thousand people in Ethiopia were dying every day, just out of hunger.
And the European countries spent two billion dollars just to destroy the surplus foodstuff. It is not known how much the cost of the food that they destroyed in the ocean is; two billion dollars is only the cost of destroying it.
And now, again, Ethiopia is facing another calamity. And the European countries have agreed with Ethiopia that they will give their surplus, but only on one condition... The Man seems to be one of the most useless things in the world. It seems man exists for all kinds of conditions and ideologies, not vice versa. The European countries had a condition, because in Ethiopia there is a Marxist government, and they made a condition: "We will give you food -- we have a surplus, there is no problem -- but you will have to stop your Marxist plans absolutely."
The food was supposed to have reached by now, but it has not even moved from the warehouses in Europe. And the reason the European countries are not giving is, "You are still continuing your Marxist plans."
Can you see the insanity of it? They are more concerned with Marxist plans, which have nothing to do with them. They are not concerned with millions of people again dying. And it is not only a question of other countries -- naturally nobody has the responsibility for other countries -- in the same country...
For example, in America, thirty million people are on the streets without food, without clothes, without shelter. And it is a strange, ironical coincidence that exactly the same number of Americans, thirty million, are dying in hospitals, in nursing homes, because they have stuffed their bodies with too much food, and they cannot stop. They will die because of eating too much, and a similar number of people will die because they don't have anything to eat.
These thirty million people are eating the share of the other thirty million who are on the streets. They are ready to work, but there is no work. And when there is no work, nobody is interested in feeding the poor. The poor are fed only if they are needed for work.
Down through the ages, the majority has been poor, and their survival was dependent on their utility as productive mechanisms. The moment they were not needed they were left to die in hunger and starvation. And they are the real owners of the whole wealth of the world because they are the producers. But the cunning people have managed conspiracies with politicians, with priests, to keep the society divided into two different categories: those who are really human beings -- the people who are rich, super-rich -- and those who are just named human beings but are being used as commodities, as productive mechanisms.
Because of this situation, the vested interests have been teaching down the ages only one thing: that is work, and work hard so that you can produce more, and the rich can become richer.
The value of work is only to produce enough for everybody. Perhaps four or five hours of work a day would have been enough for the whole of humanity to live peacefully and comfortably. But this insane desire to be rich, this insane greed which knows no limits... without any understanding that the more money you have the less is the value of your money.
It is a simple law of economics: the law of diminishing returns. You have one house; it is valuable, you have to live in it, you need it. You have two houses, you have three houses, you have hundreds of houses... the value goes on diminishing as the number of houses goes on growing. There is a small class in the world which has absolutely valueless money.
For example, the richest man in the world is now a Japanese who has twenty-one billion dollars in cash in his banks. What is he going to do with it? Can you eat it? And money attracts more money; just from sheer interest man will go on becoming more and more rich. Beyond a certain limit, money loses all value.
But greed is absolutely mad.
The whole human society has lived under a kind of insanity.
That's why it is so difficult, Kavina, to be in a state of let-go -- because it has been always condemned as laziness. It was against the workaholic society. Let-go means you start living in a saner way. You are no longer madly after money, you don't go on working continuously; you work just for your material needs. But there are spiritual needs too! Work is a necessity for material needs. Let-go is necessary for spiritual needs. But the majority of humanity has been completely boycotted from any spiritual growth.
Let-go is one of the most beautiful spaces. You simply exist, doing nothing, sitting silently, and the grass grows by itself. You simply enjoy the songs of the birds, the greenness of the trees, and the multidimensional, psychedelic colors of the flowers. You don't have to do anything to experience existence; you have to stop doing it. You have to be in an absolutely unoccupied state, with no tensions, with no worries.
In this state of tranquility, you come into a certain tuning with the music that surrounds us. You suddenly become aware of the beauty of the sun. There are millions of people who have never enjoyed a sunset, who have never enjoyed a sunrise. They cannot afford it. They are continuously working and producing -- not for themselves, but for the cunning vested interests: those who are in power, those who are capable of manipulating human beings.
Naturally, they teach you that work is something great -- it is in their interest. And the conditioning has become so deep that even you don't know why you cannot relax.
Even on holidays, people go on doing something or other. They cannot enjoy a holiday, just relaxing on the sea beach and enjoying the ocean and the very fresh and salty air. No, they will do any stupid thing. If they have nothing to do they may just take their refrigerator apart -- which had been functioning perfectly well -- or they may destroy an old grandfather clock, which had been functioning for centuries; they are trying to improve upon it. But basically, they cannot sit silently; that is the problem. They have to do something, they have to go somewhere.
On every holiday people are rushing towards health resorts, sea beaches, not to rest there -- they don't have time to rest, because millions of people are going there. Holidays are the best time to remain at home because the whole city has gone to the sea beach. Bumper to bumper, cars are going... and by the time they reach the beach it is full of people; they cannot even find a small place to lie down. I have seen pictures of sea beaches. Even the ocean must be laughing at the stupidity of these people.
For a few minutes, they will lie down, and then they need ice cream and they need Coca-Cola. And they have brought their portable television sets and everybody is listening to his transistor. And then the time is over because again there is the marathon race back home.
On holidays more accidents happen in the world than on any other day: more people are killed, more cars crash. It is strange! And for five days in the week -- the working days -- people are hoping, waiting with great longing for the holiday. And in those two days which are the weekend, they are simply waiting for their offices and their factories to open.
People have completely forgotten the language of relaxation. They have been made to forget it.
Every child is born with an inner capacity; you don't have to teach the child how to relax. You just watch a child -- he is relaxed, he is in a let-go. But you won't allow him to enjoy this state of paradise. You will soon civilize him.
Every child is primitive and uncivilized. And the parents and the teachers and everybody are after the children to civilize them, to make them part of the society. Nobody bothers that society is absolutely insane. It will be good if the child remains as he is, and is no longer initiated into the society and your so-called civilization.
But with all good wishes, the parents cannot leave the child alone. They have to teach him to work, they have to teach him to be productive, they have to teach him to be competitive. They have to teach him, "Unless you are at the top you have failed us."
So everybody is running to be at the top.
How can you relax?
When, for the first time in India, railway lines were laid down... I have heard a beautiful story: The British engineer who was overseeing the work that was going on was amazed to see that every day a young Indian, a villager, would come and lie down under the shade of a big tree and watch the workers working and the engineers instructing them. The engineer became interested: a strange fellow; every day he comes. He brings his food with him, takes his lunch and rests, and sleeps in the afternoon under the shade of the tree.
Finally, the engineer could not resist the temptation and he asked the villager, "Why don't you start working? You come anyway every day, and you waste your time just lying down watching."
The villager asked, "Working? But for what?"
The engineer said, "You will earn money!"
The villager asked, "But what will I do with the money?"
The engineer said, "You stupid, you don't know what can be done with the money? When you have money you can relax and enjoy!"
The poor villager said, "This is strange because I am already relaxed and enjoying! This is going in such a roundabout way: working hard, earning money, and then enjoying and relaxing. But I am doing it already!"
Children come with the intrinsic, intuitive quality of let-go. They are utterly relaxed. That's why all children are beautiful. Have you ever thought about it? All children, without exception, have tremendous grace, aliveness, and beauty. And these children are going to grow, and all their beauty and their grace will disappear.
It is very difficult to find a grown-up man with the same grace, the same beauty, with the same aliveness. If you can find a man with childlike innocence and relaxation, you have found a sage.
That's how we have defined the sage in the East: he attains his childhood again. After experiencing all the ups and downs in life, finally, he decides, out of experience -- the decision comes by itself -- that what he was in his childhood he has to be again before death comes.
I teach you let go because that's the only thing that can make you a sage. No church will help, no theology, no religion, because none of them teach you to let go. They all insist on work, on the dignity of labor. They use beautiful words to enslave you, to exploit you. They are in conspiracy with the parasites of society.
I am not against work; work has its own utility -- but only utility. It cannot become your life's all and all. It is an absolute necessity that you need food, that you need clothes, that you need a shelter. Work, but don't become addicted to work. The moment you are out of work, you should know how to relax. And it does not need much wisdom to relax; it is a simple art. And it is very simple because you already knew it when you were born; it is already there, it just has to be made active from its dormant position. It has to be provoked.
All methods of meditation are nothing but methods to help you to remember the art of let-go. I say remember because you knew it already. And you know it still, but that knowledge is being repressed by society.
Simple principles have to be remembered: The body should be the beginning. Lying down on your bed -- and you lie down on your bed every day, so nothing special is necessary -- when you lie down on the bed before sleep comes, start watching with closed eyes the energy from your feet. Move from there -- just watch inside: Is there some tension somewhere? in the legs, in the thighs, in the stomach? Is there some strain, some tension? And if you find some tension somewhere, simply try to relax it. And don't move from that point unless you feel the relaxation has come.
Go through the hands -- because your hands are your mind; they are connected with your mind. If your right hand is tense, the left side of your brain will be tense. If your left hand is tense, the right side of your brain will be tense. So first go through the hands -- they are almost the branches of your mind -- and then reach finally to the mind.
When the whole body is relaxed the mind is already ninety percent relaxed, because the body is nothing but extensions of the mind. Then the ten percent tension that is in your mind... simply watch it, and just by watching the clouds will disappear. It will take a few days for you; it is a knack. And it will revive your childhood experience when you were so relaxed.
Have you ever watched it? Children go on falling every day, but they don't get hurt, they don't get fractures. You try it; whenever the child falls you also fall.
One psychoanalyst was trying some experiments. He announced in the newspapers, "I will pay enough money if somebody is ready to come to my house and just follow my child for the whole day. Whatever my child does, you have to do that."
A young wrestler turned up and he said, "I am ready; where is the child?"
But by the middle of the day, the wrestler was flat on his back. He had already got two fractures because of everything that the child was doing he had to. And the child got excited: This is strange! So he would jump unnecessarily, and the wrestler had to jump; he would climb the tree, and the wrestler had to climb; and he would jump from the tree, and the wrestler had to jump. And this continued. The child completely forgot about food, about anything; he was enjoying so much the misery of the wrestler.
By the afternoon the wrestler simply refused. He said to the psychoanalyst, "Keep your money. This child of yours will kill me by the end of the day. I am already ready to go to the hospital. This child is dangerous. Don't do this experiment with anybody else."
Every child has so much energy, and still, he is not tense. Have you watched a child sleeping? Have you watched a child just sucking his own thumb, enjoying it, dreaming beautiful dreams? His whole body is in a deep let-go.
It happens -- it is a known fact -- every day, all over the world, drunkards fall but they don't get fractures. Every morning they are found in some gutter and brought home. But it is a strange fact that they go on falling...
I have heard about a drunkard who was coming home and got hit on the head by an electric pole. He looked at the pole and he saw at least eight poles. He said, "My God, how am I going to reach home?"
He tried this way and that way, but nothing helped. Every time the same electric pole would hit him hard. Finally, he shouted for help. A policeman came and asked, "What is the matter?"
He said, "I am surrounded by electric poles and I cannot get out. And you know my wife! I have to reach home. It has been almost two hours that I have been struggling! Who has made this? -- because in the day I saw that there was only one electric pole!"
The policeman took him out from those imaginary poles. He had been struggling for two hours, but he was not hurt, because a drunkard is relaxed.
I have known accidents in which only drunkards remained unhurt; everybody else was hurt.
Once a train fell from a bridge -- that happens two, three times almost every year in India. Bridges simply collapse, particularly the newly built bridges, because there are so many people to be bribed before you can get the government permission to build the bridge, that finally the constructor, the builder, has to take money out of the bridge -- he has spent so much. You have to bribe almost every person who is concerned.
Naturally, he does not use cement, but only sand. So the first time the train comes on the bridge... with the bridge the whole train goes into the river.
Just near my village, once it happened. I rushed to see: only one man had remained without being hurt, and that was the village drunkard. When I saw him he asked me, "What has happened? In fact, I don't know why I was traveling in this train. Some idiots put me in the train. I resisted, but before I could get out the train moved, and then suddenly I found myself swimming in the river. I don't know what happened in the middle. The middle portion of the story is completely missing!"
I said, "You just come home with me because everybody else has to go to the hospital." A few people were unconscious, a few had died, and a few had many fractures, multiple fractures. Everybody was in a mess except that drunkard, who was asking me, "What has happened?"
I took him back home. He was asking me on the way, again and again..."You can tell me, I will not tell anybody."
I said, "I don't know. You were on the train."
He said, "That I know. I remember a few people had pushed me in the train. And I was absolutely reluctant because I didn't want to go anywhere. I was going to my home! I thought perhaps the train is going towards my home. And then finally I found myself in the river. But in a way, it is good because for at least two, or three months I have not taken a bath. And the cold water in the river has also made my senses come back. I am a little conscious."
The drunkard will not get hurt, because he does not know he is falling, so he does not become tense. He simply falls without becoming tense. It is the tenseness that gives you fractures. If you can fall relaxed you will not be hurt. Drunkards know it, children know it; how did you manage to forget, Kavina?
Start from your bed, every night, and within a few days, you will be able to catch the knack. And once you have known the secret -- nobody can teach it to you, you will have to search within your own body -- then even in the day, at any time, you can relax. And to be a master of relaxation is one of the most beautiful experiences in the world. It is the beginning of a great journey towards spirituality because when you are completely in a let-go, you are no longer a body.
Have you ever observed a simple fact: that you become aware of your body only when there is some tension, some strain, some pain? Have you ever become aware of your head without a headache?
If your whole body is relaxed, you simply forget that you are a body. And in that forgetfulness of the body is the remembering of a new phenomenon that is hidden inside the body: your spiritual being.
Let-go is the way to know that you are not the body, but something eternal, immortal.
There is no need of any other religion in the world. Just the simple art of let-go will turn every human being into a religious person. Religion is not believing in God, religion is not believing in the pope, and religion is not believing in any ideological system.
Religion is knowing that which is eternal within you: satyam shivam sundram -- that which is the truth of your existence, that which is your divinity, and that which is your beauty, your grace, your splendor.
The art of let-go is synonymous with experiencing the immaterial, the immeasurable: your authentic being.
There are a few moments when, without being aware, you are on a let-go. For example, when you are really laughing -- a belly laughter, not just from the head, but from your belly -- you are relaxed without your knowing, you are in a let-go. That's why laughter is so health-giving. There is no other medicine which can help you more in attaining well-being.
But laughter has been stopped by the same conspirators who have stopped your awareness of let-go. The whole of humanity has been turned into a serious, psychologically sick mess.
Have you heard the giggle of a small child? His whole body participates in it. And when you laugh, it is very rare that your whole body laughs -- it is just an intellectual, heady thing.
My own understanding is that laughter is far more important than any prayer because prayer will not relax you. On the contrary, it may make you more tense. In laughter, you suddenly forget all the conditioning, all the training, all seriousness. Suddenly you are out of it, just for a moment. Next time you laugh, be alert about how relaxed you are. And find out other times when you are relaxed.
After making love you are relaxed... although the same company of conspirators does not allow you to be relaxed even after making love. The man simply turns to the other side and pretends to go to sleep, but deep down he is feeling guilty that he has committed a sin again. The woman is crying, because she feels she has been used. And it is absolutely natural to feel so because she gets no nourishment from love. She never gets any orgasmic experience. Just fifty years ago there was not a single woman in the whole world who had experienced orgasm. In India, it is extremely difficult to find a woman who knows what orgasm is.
There cannot be a greater conspiracy against humanity. The man wants to finish the whole thing as quick as possible. Inside him, he is carrying THE BIBLE, the KORAN, SHRIMAD BHAGAVADGITA, and they are all against what he is doing. He is also convinced that he is doing something wrong. So naturally, the quicker it is over the better. And afterward, he feels tremendously bad. How can he relax? He becomes more tense. And because he is so quick the woman never comes to her peak. By the time she starts, he is finished. Naturally, the woman starts believing that man is something more like an animal.
In the churches, in the temples, you will find only women, old women particularly. And when the priest talks about sin, they know! It was absolutely a sin because they had gained no pleasure out of it; they were used like any commodity -- sexual objects. Otherwise, if you are free of guilt, free of all inhibitions, love will give you a tremendous experience of let-go.
So you have to look into your life, where you can find some natural experience of let-go. Listening to me you can experience a let-go. It happens every day, but you are not aware. I can see your faces changing, I can see your silences deepening. I can see when you laugh that your laughter is no longer chained and handcuffed, that your laughter is now your freedom. I can observe every day: you go on becoming more and more relaxed as if you are not listening to a talk, but listening to soft music, not to words but to my silence.
If you cannot experience a let-go in my presence here, it will be very difficult for you to find it anywhere else. But there are moments when you are swimming. If you are really a swimmer you can manage just to float, not to swim, and you will find tremendous let-go -- just going with the river, not even making any movement against the current, becoming part of the current.
You have to gather experiences of let-go from different sources, and soon you will have the whole secret in your hands. And it is one of the most fundamental things, particularly for my people. It will free you from the workaholic conditioning.
It does not mean that you will become lazy; on the contrary, the more relaxed you are, the more powerful you are, and the more energy gathers when you are relaxed. Your work will start having a quality of creativity -- not production. Whatever you will do, you will do with such totality, with such love. And you will have tremendous energy to do it.
So let-go is not against work. In fact, let-go transforms work into a creative experience.

A few jokes for you, Kavina, and for you all to have a peal of total laughter. It takes away all tension from your face, from your body, from your stomach, and you feel suddenly a totally different kind of energy within you; otherwise, most people are continuously feeling knots in their stomachs.

Nathan Nussbaum went to consult a world-famous specialist about his medical problem.
"How much do I owe you?" asked Nat.
"My fee is five hundred dollars," replied the doctor.
"Five hundred dollars? That's impossible!" exclaimed Nathan.
"In your case," the specialist replied, "I suppose I could adjust my fee to three hundred dollars."
"Three hundred dollars for one visit? Ridiculous!" cried Nathan.
"Well then," asked the doctor, "can you afford one hundred and fifty dollars?"
"Who has so much money?" Nathan moaned.
"Listen," said the doctor, "just give me fifty dollars and be gone."
"I can give you twenty dollars," said Nathan. "Take it or leave it."
"I don't understand you," said the specialist. "Why did you come to the most expensive doctor in New York?"
"Listen, doctor," explained Nathan, "when it comes to my health, nothing is too expensive."

Paddy's friend, Joe, was taking a night course in adult education. "Who is Ronald Reagan?" he asked Paddy.
"I don't know," Paddy replied.
"He is the president of the United States," said Joe. "Now, do you know who Margaret Thatcher is?"
"No," said Paddy.
"She is the prime minister of Britain," said Joe. "You see, you should go to night school like I do."
"Now I have a question for you," said Paddy. "Do you know who Mick O'Sullivan is?"
"I don't," admitted Joe.
"Well," said Paddy, "he is the guy who is screwing your wife while you are at night school."

Jesus and Moses are out one Sunday afternoon for a round of golf. Moses drives first and the ball goes straight down the fairway. Jesus gets ready and on his first drive slices the ball into some tall grass.
"Holy Moses!" cries Jesus. But Moses, being a good fellow, offers Jesus the chance to place his ball on the fairway with no penalty. But Jesus is stubborn and turns down the offer. Moses then says, "Come on Jesus, you can't take a shot in such tall grass."
"If Arnold Palmer can do it," replies Jesus, "so can I." Jesus then takes a smash and knocks the ball, `Splash!' into a pond. Then Moses hits his second shot straight onto the green and returns to watch Jesus. Jesus is rolling up his jeans.
"Jesus, please!" cries Moses, "I implore you to just place your ball on the fairway. It will take a miracle to make such a shot!"
"If Arnold Palmer can do it," replies Jesus, "so can I," and he strides off across the top of the water. A gardener, who has been watching the scene, approaches Moses and says, "Just who does that guy think he is, Jesus Christ?"
"No such luck," replies Moses. "He thinks he is Arnold Palmer!"

Osho 
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
Chapter #5
Chapter title: Remember the art of let go
9 November 1987 am in Gautam the Buddha Auditorium

Friday, June 23, 2023

HOW CAN I LOVE BETTER?


BELOVED OSHO,
HOW CAN I LOVE BETTER?

Indradhanu, love is enough unto itself. It needs no betterment. It is perfect as it is; it is not in any way to be more perfect. The very desire shows a misunderstanding about love and its nature. Can you have a perfect circle? All circles are perfect; if they are not perfect, they are not circles.
Perfection is intrinsic to a circle and the same is the law about love. You cannot love less, and you cannot love more -- because it is not a quantity. It is a quality which is immeasurable.
Your very question shows that you have never tasted what love is, and you are trying to hide your lovelessness in a desire of, "how to love better." No one who knows love can ask this question.
Love has to be understood, not as a biological infatuation -- that is lust, that exists in all animals; there is nothing special about it; it exists even in trees. It is nature's way of reproduction. There is nothing spiritual in it, and nothing especially human.
So the first thing is to make a clear-cut distinction between lust and love. Lust is a blind passion; love is the fragrance of a silent, peaceful, meditative heart. Love has nothing to do with biology or chemistry or hormones. Love is the flight of your consciousness to higher realms, beyond matter, and beyond body. The moment you understand love as something transcendental, then love is no more a fundamental question.
The fundamental question is, how to transcend the body, how to know something within you which is beyond -- beyond all that is measurable. That is the meaning of the word `matter.' It comes from a Sanskrit root, matra, which means measurement; it means that which can be measured. The French word `meter' comes from the same root.
The fundamental question is, how to get away from the measurable and how to enter into the immeasurable. In other words, how to go beyond matter and open your eyes towards more consciousness; there is no limit to consciousness, the more you become conscious, the more you realize how much more is possible ahead. As you reach one peak, another peak arises in front of you. It is an eternal pilgrimage.
Love is a by-product of rising consciousness. It is just like a fragrance of a flower. Don't search for it in the roots; it is not there. Your biology is your roots; your consciousness is your flowering.
As you become more and more an open lotus of consciousness, you will be surprised -- taken aback -- with a tremendous experience which can only be called love. You are so full of joy, so full of bliss, each fiber of your being is dancing with ecstasy. You are just like a rain cloud that wants to rain and shower. The moment you are overflowing with bliss, a tremendous longing arises in you, to share it.
That sharing is love.
Love is not something which you can have from someone who has not attained blissfulness. And this is the misery of the whole world: everybody is asking to be loved, and pretending to love. You cannot love because you don't know what consciousness is. You don't know the Satyam, the Shivam, the Sundaram.
You don't know the truth, you don't know the experience of the divine, and you don't know the fragrance of beauty. What have you got to give? You are so empty, you are so hollow.... Nothing grows in your being, nothing is green. There are no flowers within you. Your spring has not come yet.
Love is a by-product... when the spring comes and you suddenly start flowering, blossoming, and you release your potential fragrance. Sharing that fragrance, sharing that grace, sharing that beautitude is love.
And there is no question of making it better. It is already perfect; it is always perfect. If it is, it is perfect. If it is not perfect, it is not there. Perfection and love cannot be separated.
If you had asked me, Indradhanu, "What is love?" it would have been more truthful, honest, sincere, and authentic. But you are asking me, "How can I love better?" You have already accepted as a fact that you know what love is -- not only that, your question implies that you already love. Now the question is how to better it.
I don't want to hurt you, but I am helpless, I have to say the truth to you. You don't know what love is. You can't know because you have not yet gone deeper in your consciousness. You have not experienced yourself. You know nothing of who you are. In this blindness, in this ignorance, in this unconsciousness, love does not grow. This is a desert in which you are living. In this darkness, in this desert, there is no possibility of love blossoming.
First, you have to be full of light, and full of delight -- so full that you start overflowing. That overflowing energy is love. Then love is known as the greatest perfection in the world. It is never less, and never more.
But our very upbringing is so neurotic, so psychologically sick that it destroys all possibilities of inner growth. You are being taught from the very beginning to be a perfectionist, and then naturally you go on applying your perfectionist ideas to everything, even to love.
Just the other day I came across a statement:
A perfectionist is a person who takes great pains and gives even greater pain to others.
And the outcome is just a miserable world.
Everybody is trying to be perfect. And the moment somebody starts trying to be perfect, he starts expecting everybody else to be perfect. He becomes a condemnor. He starts humiliating people. That's what all your so-called saints have been doing down the ages. That's what your religions have done to you -- poisoned your being with an idea of perfection.
Because you cannot be perfect, you start feeling guilty, and you lose respect for yourself. And the man who has lost respect for himself has lost all the dignity of being human. Your pride has been crushed, and your humanity has been destroyed by beautiful words like perfection.
Man cannot be perfect.
Yes, there is something which man can experience, but which is beyond the ordinary conception of man. Unless man also experiences something of the divine, he cannot know perfection.
Perfection is not something like a discipline; it is not something that you can practice. It is not something for which you have to go through rehearsals. But that is what is being taught to everybody, and the result is a world full of hypocrites, who know perfectly well that they are hollow and empty, but they go on pretending all kinds of qualities which are nothing but empty words.
When you say to someone, "I love you," have you ever thought what you mean? Is it just biological infatuation between the two sexes? Then once you have satisfied your animal appetite all so-called love will disappear. It was just a hunger and you have fulfilled your hunger and you are finished. The same woman who was looking the most beautiful in the world, the same man who was looking like Alexander the Great -- you start thinking about how to get rid of this fellow.
It will be very enlightening for you, Indradhanu, to understand this letter written by Paddy to his beloved Maureen:
My darling Maureen,
I met you last night but you did not show up. Next time I will meet you again whether you show up or not. If I am there first, I will write my name on the gatepost to let you know. And if it is you that is first, rub out my name and nobody will be any the wiser.
Darling Maureen, I would climb the highest mountain for your sake, and swim the wildest sea. I would endure any hardships to spend a moment by your side.
Your ever-loving, Paddy.
on Friday night if it is not raining.

The moment you say to someone "I love you," you don't know what you are saying. You don't know that it is just lusting hiding behind a beautiful word, love. It will disappear. It is very momentary.
Love is something eternal. It is the experience of the Buddhas, not the unconscious people of whom the whole world is full. Only very few people have known what love is, and these same people are the most awakened, the most enlightened, and at the highest peaks of human consciousness.
If you really want to know love, forget about love and remember meditation. If you want to bring roses into your garden, forget about roses, and take care of the rose bush. Give nourishment to it, water it, and take care that it gets the right amount of sun and water. If everything is taken care of, at the right time the roses are destined to come. You cannot bring them earlier, you cannot force them to open up sooner, and you cannot ask a rose flower to be more perfect.
Have you ever seen a rose flower which is not perfect? What more do you want? Every roseflower in its uniqueness is perfect. Dancing in the wind, in the rain, in the sun... can't you see the tremendous beauty, the absolute joy? A small ordinary roseflower radiates the hidden splendor of existence.
Love is a rose flower in your being. But prepare your being; dispel the darkness and the unconsciousness. Become more and more alert and aware and love will come on its own accord, in its own time. You need not worry about it. And whenever it comes it is always perfect.
Love is a spiritual experience -- nothing to do with sexes and nothing to do with bodies, but something to do with the innermost being.
But you have not even entered into your own temple. You don't know at all who you are, and you are asking about love. First, be thyself; first, know thyself, and love will come as a reward. It is a reward from the beyond. It showers on you like flowers... fills your being. And it goes on showering on you, and it brings with it a tremendous longing to share.
In human language that sharing can only be indicated as `love'. It does not say much, but it indicates the right direction. Love is a shadow of alertness, of consciousness.
I teach you to be more conscious, and love will come as you become more conscious. It is a guest that comes, that comes inevitably to those who are ready and prepared to receive it. You are not even ready to recognize it...If love comes to your door, you will not recognize it. If love knocks on your doors, you may find a thousand and one excuses; you may think perhaps it is some strong wind or some other excuse. You will not open the doors. And even if you open the doors you will not recognize love because you have never seen love before; how can you recognize it?
You can recognize only something which you know. When love comes for the first time and fills your being you are absolutely overwhelmed and mystified. You don't know what is happening. You know your heart is dancing, you know you are surrounded by celestial music, and you know fragrances that you have never known before. But it takes a little time to put all these experiences together and to remember that perhaps this is what love is. Slowly, slowly it sinks into your being.
Love is not to be found in poetry. My own experience is that the people who write poetry about love are the people who do not know love. I am personally acquainted with great poets who have written beautiful poetry about love, and I know they have never experienced love. In fact, their poems are just substitutes, consolations. By writing about love they are deceiving themselves and others that they know love.
Only mystics know love. Other than mystics there is no category of human beings which has ever experienced love. Love is absolutely the monopoly of the mystic. If you want to know love you will have to enter into the world of the mystic.
Jesus says "God is love." He has been part of a mystery school, the Essenes, an ancient school of mystics. But perhaps he did not graduate from the mystery school, because what he is saying is just not right. God is not love, love is God -- and the difference is tremendous; it is not just a change of words.
The moment you say God is love you are simply saying that love is only an attribute of God. He is also wisdom, he is also compassionate, he is also forgiveness. He can be millions of things besides love; love is only one of the attributes of God. And in fact, even to make it a small attribute of God is very irrational and illogical, because if God is love then he cannot be just; if God is love then he cannot be cruel enough to throw sinners into eternal hell. If God is love then God cannot be the law.
One great Sufi mystic, Omar Khayyam, shows more understanding than Jesus when he says, "I will go on just being myself. I am not going to take any notice of the priests and the preachers because I trust that God's love is great enough; I cannot commit a sin that can be greater than his love. So why be worried? -- our hands are small and our sins are small. Our reach is small; how can we commit sins which God's love cannot forgive? If God is love then he cannot be present on the last judgment day to sort out the saints and throw the remaining millions and millions of people into hell for eternity."
The teachings of the Essenes were just the opposite; Jesus quotes them wrongly. Perhaps he was not very deeply rooted in their teachings. Their teaching was "Love is God." That is such a tremendous difference. Now God becomes only an attribute of love; now God becomes only a quality of the tremendous experience of love. Now God is no more a person but only an experience of those who have known love. Now God becomes secondary to love. And I say unto you, the Essenes were right.
Love is the ultimate value, the final flowering.
There is nothing beyond it.
Hence, you cannot perfect it.
In fact, before you attain to it you will have to disappear. When love will be there you will not be there.
A great Eastern mystic, Kabir, has a very significant statement -- a statement that can be made only by one who has experienced, who has realized, who has entered into the inner sanctum of ultimate reality. The statement is, "I had been searching for truth, but it is strange to say that as long as the searcher was there, the truth was not found. And when the truth was found, I looked all around... I was absent. When the truth was found, the seeker was no more; and when the seeker was, the truth was nowhere."
Truth and the seeker cannot exist together.
You and love cannot exist together.
There is no coexistence possible: Either you or love, Indradhanu, you can choose. If you are ready to disappear, melt and merge, leaving only a pure consciousness behind, love will blossom. You cannot perfect it because you will not be present. And it does not need perfection in the first place. It comes always as perfect. But love is one of those words which everybody uses and nobody understands. Parents are telling their children, "We love you" -- and they are the people who destroy their children. They are the people who give their children all kinds of prejudices, all kinds of dead superstitions. They are the people who burden their children with the whole load of rubbish that generations have been carrying and each generation goes on transferring it to another generation. The madness goes on... becoming mountainous.
Yet all parents think they love their children. If they really loved their children, they would not like their children to be their images, because they are just miserable and nothing else. What is their experience of life? Pure misery, suffering... life has been not a blessing to them, but a curse. And still, they want their children to be just like themselves.
I was a guest in a family. I was sitting in their garden in the evening. The sun was setting and it was a beautiful, silent evening. The birds were returning back to the trees, and the small child of the family was sitting by my side. I just asked him, "Do you know who you are?"
And children are more clear, more perceptive than grownups because grownups are already spoiled, corrupted, and polluted, with all kinds of ideologies, and religions. That small child looked at me and he said, "You are asking me a very difficult question."
I said, "What is the difficulty in it?"
He said, "The difficulty is that I am the only child of my parents, and as long as I can remember, whenever some guests come, somebody says my eyes look like my father's, somebody says my nose looks like my mother's, somebody says my face looks like my uncle's, so I don't know who I am because nobody says anything looks like me."
I said, "This is really difficult."
But this is what is being done to every child. You don't leave the child alone to experience himself, and you don't leave the child to become himself. You go on loading on the child your own unfulfilled ambitions.
My personal physician is Dr. Amrito. His father was also a well-known physician. His father has left in his will a strange condition; Amrito will be able to get his heritage if he fulfills the condition. The condition is that the day he is accepted by the Royal College of Physicians as a fellow of the society, he will be able to get the money from the bank. If he never becomes a fellow, if he is not accepted by the Royal College of Physicians, which is the most significant fellowship in the whole world as far as physicians are concerned...
When I came to know about it, I could see the incomplete ambition of the poor father. He would have longed his whole life to become a fellow of this royal society. Now he is burdening his son with his ambition. He will be gone, but still, he wants his ambition to be fulfilled. And if the son cannot fulfill the condition he will be left as a beggar on the streets, he will not be able to inherit his father's lifelong savings. And he is the only son... the money will rot in the bank, but he cannot get it.
Fortunately, he managed and managed far better than the father would ever have dreamt of. He became -- he was accepted as a Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians, the youngest in their whole history. People are accepted when they become old, experienced when they have written many books and papers and done many types of research and contributed much. Amrito did everything very quickly. He was the youngest fellow of the royal society.
Every parent is wanting that his child should be his image. But a child has a destiny of his own; if he becomes your image he will never become himself. And without becoming yourself, you will never feel contentment, you will never feel at ease with existence. You will always be in the condition of missing something.
Your parents love you, and they also tell you that you have to love them because they are your fathers, they are your mothers. It is a strange phenomenon and nobody seems to be aware of it: just because you are a mother does not mean that the child has to love you. You have to be lovable; your being a mother is not enough. You may be a father, but that does not mean that automatically you become lovable. Just because you are a father does not create a tremendous feeling of love in the child.
But it is expected... and the poor child does not know what to do. He starts pretending; that's the only possible way. He starts smiling when there is no smile in his heart; he starts showing love, respect, and gratitude -- and all are just false. He becomes an actor, a hypocrite from the very beginning, and a politician. We are all living in this world where parents, teachers, priests -- everybody has corrupted you, displaced you, has taken away from yourself.
My effort here, Indradhanu, is to give your center back to you. I call this centering, meditation. I want you to be yourself, with great self-respect, with the dignity of knowing that existence needed you -- and then you can start searching for yourself. First, come to the center, and then start searching for who you are.
Knowing one's original face is the beginning of a life of love, of a life of celebration. You will be able to give so much love because it is not something that is exhaustible -- because it is immeasurable, it cannot be exhausted. And the more you give it, the more you become capable of giving it.
The greatest experience in life is when you simply give without any conditions, without any expectations of even a simple "Thank you." On the contrary, real, authentic love feels obliged to the person who has accepted his love. He could have rejected it.
When you start giving love with a deep sense of gratitude to all those who accept it, you will be surprised that you have become an emperor -- no longer a beggar asking for love with a begging bowl, knocking on every door. And those people on whose doors you are knocking cannot give you love; they are themselves, beggars.
I have heard about two great astrologers...
Every morning they used to meet on a particular crossroads. From there their paths separated; they practiced in different parts of the city. But it was almost a daily ritual, meeting on the crossroad before departing towards their sections of the city. They used to show their hands to each other asking "What is my destiny today?"
They were great astrologers -- they were telling people their destinies, and they did not know their own destinies, for which they had to consult another astrologer, who was consulting them! They each read the lines of the other and predicted.
Beggars are asking each other for love, and feel frustrated, and angry because the love is not coming. But this is bound to happen. Love belongs to the world of emperors, not of beggars. And a man is an emperor when he is so full of love that he can give it without any conditions.
Then comes an even greater surprise: when you start giving your love to anybody, even to strangers -- the question is not to whom you are giving it, just the very joy of giving is so much that who cares who is on the receiving end? When this space comes into your being, you go on giving to each and everybody -- not only to human beings but to animals, to the trees, to the faraway stars -- because love is something that can be transferred even to the farthest star just by your loving look. Just by your touch, love can be transferred to a tree. Without saying a single word... it can be conveyed in absolute silence.
And when I am saying it, I am not only saying it. I am a living example of whatever I am saying to you. Can't you feel my love?... although I have never said it to you. It need not be said, it declares itself. It has its own ways of reaching into the very depths, into your being.
Indradhanu, first be full of love, then the sharing happens. And then the great surprise... that as you give, you start receiving from unknown sources, from unknown corners, from unknown people, from trees, from rivers, from mountains. From all nooks and corners of existence, love starts showering on you. The more you give, the more you get. Life becomes a sheer dance of love.
To me, this is the state of enlightenment, pure love. And except pure love, there is no God.

Osho 
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
Chapter #4
Chapter title: A quality which is immeasurable
8 November 1987 pm in Gautam the Buddha Auditorium

Thursday, June 22, 2023

WHY DO I ALWAYS HAVE TO CRY, WHEN I AM TOUCHED BY LOVE?



WHY DO I ALWAYS HAVE TO CRY, WHEN I AM TOUCHED BY LOVE?

Anand Mumuksha, you are fortunate. If love cannot bring tears to your eyes, then that love is dead.
It is a great misfortune that tears have become associated with sadness, with sorrow; that is only one dimension of their being. But their more significant manifestation is in love, gratitude, prayer, silence, in peace. When you are feeling so full, tears are just the overflow of your contentment, of your joy.
Tears have to be given a new meaning, a new poetry and a totally new dimension -- which they have lost because humanity has lived in misery and tears have become part of that misery.
Secondly, because humanity has been dominated by the man he has made it a point of his ego and pride that he will not cry. It is feminine to cry, it is womanish to have tears. It is not true. It is an ugly, male chauvinist idea -- not only ugly but unnatural and untrue because man's eyes have as many tear glands as women's eyes have. Nature has not made any difference in tear glands.
It is obvious that the intention of nature is not to discriminate between man and woman, but man for centuries has been very egoistic and he feels that tears are a kind of weakness. He has stopped his tears, but he is not aware of what the consequence of it has been. He has also stopped his love -- and he has created situations for himself which are dangerous.
More men go mad than women, for the simple reason that man goes on controlling. A moment comes that the repression becomes too much and there is a breakdown. The woman does not control herself; when she feels like crying, she cries. She is more natural than man. That has given her a few more experiences that man has missed. The woman is healthier; she lives longer, five years more than the man. She is more calm and quiet. Less women go crazy, less women commit suicide, although they talk about it. Sometimes they even try it, but very half-heartedly.
But man goes on accumulating, and a point comes where he is no more in control. Either he commits suicide or he commits murder or he goes mad.
Just here is sitting one of my attorneys in America, Swami Prem Niren. He came into deeper and deeper contact with me when I was for those twelve days in American jails. He followed me from jail to jail, and he was the only person who was seeing me all those days, almost every day. His eyes were always full of tears, and I could see how much he loves me and how helpless he felts. He was doing everything that it was possible to do.
All the other attorneys were paid; naturally, they were simply doing their job. He was the only attorney who was not a servant, who was a lover; who was not being paid. He was one of my sannyasins; my life was at risk, and it was natural for him to fight with totality and intensity. On the last day, when I was released from jail, we were sitting in the hotel. We had our own hotel, our own disco, and our own restaurant in Portland, in Oregon, America.
In our own hotel, he was sitting by my side with another of my sannyasins, Isabel, and he was crying like a child. And just the other day he was sitting on this side of me and then I again saw tears. Two years before I had left him in America with tears, and yesterday I found him again with tears.
But perhaps he is not even aware about his tears. When he came here just a few days ago, he talked to one of my secretaries, Anando: "Why does Osho go on saying this, that `my attorneys had tears in their eyes'?"
When I heard this, I could not believe it -- and just yesterday he was sitting here with tears.... Perhaps thousands of years of conditioning have blocked his awareness of his own tears, of his own love, of his own feminineness.
A better world, better humanity, and more people will enjoy tears. They are such a blessing.
You are asking, "Why do I always have to cry when I am touched by love?"
What do you want? What more do you want? Certainly, you are thinking that those tears are something wrong. Crying when touched by love is something wrong? -- you are carrying a wrong conditioning. It is absolutely right. When touched by love, what can you do? Words won't help; only tears can convey what is happening deep down in your heart.
Tears are the most valuable treasure that you have.
But man has been distorted everywhere, man's nature has been pruned according to the ideas of the vested interests. Nations need armies and they do not want man to be at all touched by love. Their tears have to be dried up and their love has to be blocked; otherwise, they will not be able to kill and murder and massacre people -- people who are just like you, and people who have not done anything wrong to you, and people whose wives, whose children, whose old parents may be waiting for them just as your parents, your wife, your children are waiting for you.
But to create the soldier, man has to be destroyed completely. He has to be made into a robot -- and robots don't cry, robots are not touched by love. Because armies were needed, the man was distorted. Because women were not needed in the armies, they were left by the side. It was good for women because they remained more natural.
Never be ashamed of your tears. Be proud that you are still natural. Be proud that you can express the inexpressible through your tears. Those tears are your songs, unuttered. Those tears are your heart which cannot use words. Never feel ashamed of your tears. Eyes which have lost their tears have lost their most beautiful, their most glorious treasure.
I would like my people particularly to be absolutely natural, to be utterly innocent, uninhibited. And when tears are flowing, rejoice: you are still alive... because don't you know dead people cannot cry, dead people cannot have tears? And the people who think they are alive and cannot cry and cannot have tears, are living in a fallacy. They have died long before. The day their tears died, they also died, because their love died.
Except for love, you don't have any soul.
Okay, Maneesha?
Yes, Osho.

Osho 
Satyam Shivam Sundaram
Chapter #2
Chapter title: My presence says all
7 November 1987 pm in Gautam the Buddha Auditorium

Sunday, June 18, 2023

Never believe me; do not believe me at all. Be alert.


BELOVED OSHO,
YOU SAID THAT SOMETIMES YOU LIE AND OFFER CONDOLENCES FOR OUR FRUSTRATIONS. THEN WHEN ARE WE TO BELIEVE YOU AND HOW ARE WE TO KNOW IF YOU ARE TALKING TO US IN TRUTH OR IN TRICK?
Never believe me; do not believe me at all. Be alert. Whatsoever I say may all be lies; it may all be just a trick to give you consolation -- just to help you to take a step ahead. Do not believe me! And it is difficult for you to decide when I am speaking the truth and when I am speaking a lie. That is why I say wholesale: Do not believe me -- because how can you decide? You do not know what the truth is; hence, how can you decide?
If you know the truth already, then there is no meaning for me, no use, in telling you any lies. But because you do not know and you cannot understand the language of truth, it will be absurd for you -- you can understand only the language of lies.
But lies are of two types: there are lies which can lead you to further lies and lies which can lead you beyond them. For example, we are sitting here. If you have not known the outside ever, you do not know that flowers are there, trees are there, and the moon is in the sky. And if I tell you to come out -- that the moon has come out and it is a full-moon night, so come out -- you will not believe me. You will say, "What is night? What is the moon? What is the full moon?"
And there is nothing in this room by which I can show you that it is like this. And I have known the moon, and I have known the flowers and the open sky, and I want to share my bliss with you. I want that you should also come out, so I create a device, I use a lie: I say the house is on fire; you can understand that. You become afraid, and you start trembling. And I create such a conviction in you that the house is on fire, that you start escaping from the room.
Of course, outside you will understand me. You will not say that I lied. You will be grateful; you will laugh. You will say, "There is no fire but now we can understand." Only fire could have brought you out -- nothing else -- because of that language you can understand. Suffering you can understand, bliss you cannot understand.
Hence, buddhas go on saying life is misery. It is not! They go on saying it is DUKKHA -- misery, suffering, anguish. They are saying that the house of life is on fire, so escape from it. And they convince you because they have that freshness which comes to persons who have come out of the house. They have that perfume that comes to persons who have come out into the open sky; they bring that flavor. You become convinced because you see that what they say must be true: they have attained something and that attainment creates conviction. And when they say the house -- the life -- is on fire, you try to escape out of this house.
When you get out, you know it is a full-moon night and life was not suffering. Life appeared to be suffering because you had become imprisoned in a cage.
Life is vast, so you cannot know when I am lying or when I am saying the truth. And if you ask me to tell you when I am lying or when I am saying the truth, then the whole point will be lost. And even if I say that this is a lie and this is a truth, how can you believe me, whether I am still lying or not?
So it will be easier for you, if you can believe me, to believe TOTALLY. Or if you cannot believe me, then do not believe me at all. This will be easy: either think that whatsoever I am saying is true or whatsoever I am saying is a lie. These are the only two possibilities. Both ways you will be helped. I say that both ways you will be helped. You will not be in confusion.
If you believe me totally, that "whatsoever this man says is true," this will help you. Not that whatsoever I say will be true, but ultimately you will find that it was the only thing that could have been helpful to you. But that you will come to know only afterward.
If you do not believe me at all, that will also be good. That too is not easy. The easier course is to believe some things and not to believe other things. If you believe me totally or not at all, in either case, you become total. In one case you are surrendered to me and you say, "Whether you lie or not, that is your business: I believe." Then you become total; you are not divided. Or if you say, "Whether you say a truth or a lie, I do not believe you -- you are a liar," then too you are total, and totality helps.
But the easier course is to believe in some things and not to believe in other things. Why is it easier? It is easier because with whatsoever you want to believe you will think, "He is true," and with whatsoever you do not want to believe you will think, "He is lying." That will not be of much help; it is of NO help really. So do not choose. My advice is: do not believe at all -- but if you think that the other will be good then believe totally.
Osho 
The Supreme Doctrine
Chapter #11
Chapter title: Truth or Trick?
13 July 1973 pm in Mt Abu Meditation Camp

The science of hypnosis


"HYPNOSIS"




WAS HYPNOSIS ONCE A RESPECTED FORM OF HEALING? HOW DID IT EVOLVE, AND HOW DID IT FALL INTO DISREPUTE?

The science of hypnosis -- and remember, I am calling it a science of hypnosis, not the art of hypnosis -- is one of the most ancient sciences.
It was practiced in the lost continent of Atlantis. Its literature was saved in Alexandria in Egypt.
Pythagoras, a great seeker and searcher from Greece, visited the library in Alexandria and he refers to great literature on the science of hypnosis that has come from the lost continent of Atlantis, which sank into the Atlantic Ocean in some natural calamity.
The name `Atlantic' comes from `Atlantis'.
Perhaps Atlantis had the greatest and the most ancient civilization. And Egypt tried to learn as much from the teachers and the universities of Atlantis as possible because the pharaohs -- the kings of Egypt -- were tremendously interested in collecting all possible sources of knowledge.
The Library of Alexandria was perhaps the greatest library that has ever existed. Even the library of the British Museum is just a small library in comparison to the Library of Alexandria.
The library of the British Museum is a big library. If we put books on the ground just as we put them on the shelf, they would make three rounds of the earth -- that many books are in the British Museum library. But the library of Alexandria was many many times bigger than the British Museum library.
It was burned by Mohammedans, by Khalif Omar. It took six months to put the fire out. That can give you an idea of the bigness and the vastness of the collection.
And why did the Mohammedans burn it?
I am mentioning it knowingly because it refers to your question.
The library contained many things side by side with the science of hypnosis. If they had remained, Mohammedanism would not have survived.
Christianity burned living women in thousands, calling them witches.
The word `witch' is not a bad word; it simply means a wise woman. But Christianity converted the word, gave it a wrong connotation, created courts all over Europe, and a great investigation to destroy witches because witches are directly connected with the devil. This was the strategy to destroy those wise women.
The real fact was that if those women had remained alive, Christianity would have looked very poor as a religion. They knew far deeper truths than Christianity, far more refined religious flights, methods of hypnosis and meditation -- which always go together.
By destroying the witches, Christianity was trying to destroy hypnosis and meditation both. It was a question of survival.
Mohammedans destroyed the library in Egypt which contained literature of immense value, and Christianity destroyed living human women. And the courts tortured those women and forced them to confess before the court that yes, they had a sexual relationship with the devil.
There is no devil anywhere. After those witches, the devil has not approached any woman. And strangely enough, it was only in Christian countries that the devil was having sexual relationships with women -- in no other country.
And they tortured them so much that they had to confess -- knowing perfectly well that once they had confessed then they would be burned. Before confession there was torture, and once they confessed before the court then the court would declare that this woman was a witch and she should be burned in the central place in the town so the whole village can see what happens if you are in a sexual relationship with the devil.
Thousands of women were burned. Their only fault was that they were still carrying the science of hypnosis and the science of meditation.
And they were teaching in small, hidden schools.
It was a great danger to Christianity because Christianity has nothing comparable to hypnosis or to meditation. Christianity, Judaism, Mohammedanism -- these three religions are very poor. They don't deserve even the name of `religion'. They don't have anything of what you will find in Lao Tzu, Chuang Tzu, Gautam Buddha, Bodhidharma, Nagarjuna, and Shankara. You will not find anything of any fundamental value in them.
The science of hypnosis and the science of meditation are two sides of one coin.
Meditation you have to do it alone -- because there are two types of people, just as there are men and women. The science of meditation is more suitable for men, and the science of hypnosis is more suitable for women; hence the witches -- they were all deeply into the science of hypnosis.
Hypnosis needs somebody else to take you into your inner center.
The meditator goes alone. He goes to the same center, but he goes alone. That is something... part of the man's psychology.
Hypnosis also takes you to the same place, but it needs a hypnotizer. A woman going alone feels afraid. That is against feminine nature. She needs someone she loves and trusts; she needs someone to be with her on the deepest journey to herself.
The hypnotist was a master or a great friend or a great lover, someone with whom the woman was able to relax without holding anything, with no fear, knowing that she is protected by someone better than she can protect herself. 
This is a general division, but there are men who may have a more feminine nature, the qualities of a woman -- for them, hypnosis will be more helpful than meditation. And there may be a few women who have characteristics of men -- like Joan of Arc or the queen of Jhansi, Laxmibhai, women who can fight with a sword in a war -- for them, meditation will be easier than hypnosis.
But both are exactly the same processes.
In meditation, you simply relax. It is an auto-suggestion.
In hypnosis, it is hetero-suggestion -- it is the suggestion by somebody else who is sitting by your side. And just his closeness -- if you love, if you trust -- is enough for you to relax.
And if meditation and hypnosis can both be joined together... And that is my effort, that's what I have been doing. If they both can be joined together... Just as my effort is that men and women should not remain separate because they are halves of one whole, they should come closer and become one. Love should be nothing but a deep merger with your other part, so deep that there are two bodies but only one soul.
Meditation and hypnosis also can be together, one. In fact, they are halves of one whole.
And the moment you try the whole process -- either beginning with hypnosis or beginning with meditation, that is simply your preference -- you are moving into the same space from two doors towards one center.
That center is your being.
And all the religions have been trying to prevent you from reaching your center because that is the only way to keep you miserable and to keep you enslaved, to exploit you, and not give you any chance of revolt.
This mystery school will try its best to bring all opposites together as complementaries. And if they can be made complementaries, progress happens in leaps and bounds. Then you are not moving with only one leg, you are not flying with only one wing. You have both wings, you have both legs; you have a totality.
Osho 
Sermons in Stones
Chapter #1
Chapter title: I belong to my own category
5 November 1986 pm

Meditation Is Such a Mystery


BELOVED OSHO,
I HAVE HEARD MEDITATION SOMETIMES DESCRIBED AS A SCIENCE, AND OTHER TIMES AS AN ART; ON OCCASION YOU HAVE EVEN CALLED IT A KNACK. PLEASE EXPLAIN.

Meditation is such a mystery that it can be called a science, an art, or a knack, without any contradiction.
From one point of view, it is a science because there is a clear-cut technique that has to be done. There are no exceptions to it, it is almost like a scientific law.
But from a different point of view, it can also be said to be an art.
Science is an extension of the mind -- it is mathematics, it is logic, it is rational.
Meditation belongs to the heart, not to the mind -- it is not logic; it is closer to love.
It is not like other scientific activities, but more like music, poetry, painting, and dancing; hence, it can be called an art.
But meditation is such a great mystery that calling it `science' and `art' does not exhaust it.
It is a knack -- either you get it or you don't get it. A knack is not a science, it cannot be taught. A knack is not an art. A knack is the most mysterious thing in human understanding.
For example, you may have come across people... Somebody has the knack of becoming a friend immediately; just meeting him in the bus for a few moments and you suddenly feel as if you have known each other forever, perhaps for many lives. And you cannot pinpoint what is going on, because you have just seen the man for the first time.
I have a friend. He is a doctor in philosophy. He has never earned a single cent in his life, but he lives like a king. He has a certain knack that anybody becomes his friend; he just has to look at you and you are his friend -- and you feel as if you have been his friend forever. He has lived on borrowed money -- which he never returns because he cannot, there is no way to return it, but nobody feels hurt about it. Even though he has borrowed money from you and he has never returned it, he has the nerve to ask you again -- and you will give it! The man is so lovely, so beautiful, that to ask money from him simply doesn't seem right. And he never feels embarrassed, he never avoids people he owes money to.
I have asked him many times, "How long will you continue in this way?"
He said, "How long? The population goes on growing -- even if I live a million years, I will always have people to give me money."
And the beauty is that you give him money and you feel honored that he asked you, not anybody else. Now what will you call it? -- art? science? It is simply a knack.
He travels without a ticket, he has never purchased a ticket. I have been traveling with him many times. And he will say, "Why are you wasting money on tickets? Let the ticket checker come; after all, he is a human being." And once the ticket checker comes, he is caught into this man's net. He offers him a cigarette, and they are chit-chatting, and they start playing cards, and the ticket checker completely forgets why he has come. And now it is too late to ask for the ticket -- they have become so friendly to each other that the ticket checker asks him, "Can I help you in any way?"
He says, "You have to -- because I have lost my ticket!"
He said, "Don't be worried. I will be there at the gate."
He lives in friends' houses. He has no house of his own. He moves from one city to another city, but he knows all kinds of tricks with playing cards, chess, tennis, and all kinds of nonsense things in which people are interested. And he is a genius. In chess, you cannot win against him, in cards you cannot win.
And he is such a happy person that people like for him to come to them even if he is going to take their money, even if he is going to take their car and never return -- still people like him because he is simply likable. It is not on any condition that he is liked, it is just his whole personality.
Once he was staying with me. And just next door used to live another professor who was Indian, married to an American woman. The American woman was also a professor at the university. I spent the day at the university, so he started making friendships in the neighborhood. The American woman got into his net, and her husband also became very friendly.
Things came to such a point that the professor's wife wanted to leave with my friend. But he said, "It will be very difficult. I have no house, no shelter anywhere. I don't know where I will be tomorrow morning. You will be in difficulty with me, and I love you so much that I will not create such a difficulty for you. And I love your husband too; I cannot disturb his life."
But the professor was so enchanted by him that he said, "If you want, you can take my wife."
I told him, "Don't be stupid. You can take cars, that is okay; you can take people's tape recorders, that is okay; you can take their cameras, that is okay. But if you start taking people's wives, you will be in great trouble. So make it a point this is the limit. Don't go beyond this limit."
He said, "You are right. Rationally I also think that this is right. But isn't it worth trying once? When the husband is ready...."
I said, "Any husband will be ready! You are an idiot. It is not because of your charm, every husband will be ready. How many wives can you manage? You don't have any money. And remember, you cannot bring any woman into my house."
He said, "That's not right, because that's what I was thinking -- I will leave this woman here. Another woman ... I will get caught and I will leave her here. You can have disciples!"
I said, "I -- these kinds of disciples are of no use to me."
A knack is something mysterious, just a few people can do it.
I know a man who can make his ear lobes move. I have not found another who can move his ear lobes. Now what do you call it? -- science or what? Because I have asked doctors, "What do you say about ear lobes?"
They say, "It is impossible."
But I brought my friend to one doctor and, I told him, "Show this doctor...."
And the doctor said, "My God! He moves his ear lobes very easily, without any trouble."
In fact, ear lobes have no biological possibility of movement, you have no control over them -- you try. You don't have any control. They are your ear lobes, but you don't have any control. But I know one man who manages. And I asked him, "How do you manage?" He said, "I don't know. Just from the very beginning, I have been doing it."
It is absolutely impossible, physically impossible -- because to move those lobes you need a certain nervous system to control them, and the nerve system is not there. The lobe is just flesh.      Meditation, in the last resort, is a knack too.
That's why for thousands of years people have been meditating, and teaching, but very few people have achieved heights in meditation, and very few people have even tried.
And the vast majority of humanity has not even bothered to think about it. It is something ... a seed you are born with.
If you don't have the seed, a master can go on showering all his bliss on you, still nothing will happen in you.
And if the seed is there, just the presence of the master, just the way he looks into your eyes, and something of tremendous importance happens in you -- a revolution that you cannot explain to anybody.
It is one of the difficulties for all meditators that they cannot explain to their friends, their families, what they are doing. Because the majority of humanity is not interested in it at all. And those who are not interested in it at all simply think about people who are interested, that something is loose in their heads, something is wrong.
Sitting silently, doing nothing, the spring comes and the grass grows by itself -- but in the first place, why should you bother about the grass? Basho's beautiful haiku will look absurd to them. The grass is going to grow by itself whether you sit silently or not, why waste your time? -- the grass is going to grow by itself. Let the spring come -- spring comes by itself, and the grass grows by itself. Why are you wasting your time? -- do something else meanwhile.
If a man has not something in his heart already -- a small seed -- then it is impossible for him.
He can learn the technique, he can learn the art.
But if the knack is missing he is not going to succeed.
So thousands of people start meditation, but very few -- so few that they can be counted on ten fingers -- ever achieve enlightenment. And unless meditation becomes enlightenment, you have simply wasted your time.
Osho 
Sermons in Stones
Chapter #4
Chapter title: The Mystery of the Knack
8 November 1986 pm

Wednesday, November 16, 2022

We are all a connected"



 "We are all a connected"


Life is an organic unity. If there is only giving and no receiving, to whom are you going to give?


If there are only receivers, and no givers, from whom are they going to receive? Life is a balance between giving and receiving. Roots receive from the earth, and fruits and flowers go on giving back to the earth. It is a circle.


Man, in his ignorance, has broken that circle in many places. That’s why there is a great ecological crisis. We go on taking from the earth, but we don’t return anything. The earth slowly, slowly becomes barren, dead. And if the earth is dying, something of us is dying also, because we are part of it.


You think that the trees depend on the earth because they have roots, and they suck the juice of the earth. You also depend on the earth, because those fruits, those flowers, ultimately come to you. And you must share – you are trees who can walk. There are trees in Africa which walk. For walking, on solid earth is difficult – the roots are not in a position to move. But there are places in Africa where the earth is not so solid, and there, trees move. If the water is more towards the north, the trees start moving towards the north; and when the water is finished, then the trees start dispersing to other directions.


We are also trees, we are also connected with existence in many ways. Every second you are breathing in and out. Just try not breathing out – because that is sharing – and you will be dead. Sharing is life. These trees are also breathing. And life is such a beautiful unity that you breathe oxygen and exhale carbon dioxide and the trees breathe carbon dioxide and exhale oxygen: there is a kind of brotherhood. Without trees you cannot live; without you, trees cannot live.


There is a constant giving, and receiving – the sun goes on giving you life, and vitamins; the moon goes on giving you something that is very mysterious. Except for Mahavira, all the mystics have become enlightened on the full-moon night. On the full-moon night, more people go mad – the number is double – than on any other day. More people commit suicide – again the number is double – than on any other day. More people commit murders – the number is double – than any other day. The full-moon night has something to do with it.


From enlightenment to murder… the full-moon night somehow stirs you. If you are going deeper into meditation, it takes you deeper into meditation. If you are hankering to kill somebody, and you are not able to gather courage, it gives you courage. So what was not possible before becomes possible on the full-moon night.


For centuries, more people have gone mad on full-moon nights – so much so that in every language, for madness or mad people, a word exists which connects madness with the moon. In English, it is ‘lunatic’. It comes from luna. Luna means ‘the moon. In Hindi, it is Chandra, ‘killed by the moon.


George Gurdjieff had a great insight that it cannot be one-sided: just as with the trees we receive and give, we must be giving to the sun and receiving, giving to the moon and receiving. It has to be balanced. We have not yet been able to decipher exactly what we give to the sun, and what we give to the moon – but we must be giving because what we receive we know; sooner or later it will be discovered that just as we cannot live without the sun…. If one day the sun does not arise, you will not wake up, not even for your morning tea in bed; you are finished. Your life is coming from that faraway star, the sun.


But I always think – and I agree with Gurdjieff, although there is no evidence and no proof – that if every man on the earth, every animal, every tree dies… for which people like Ronald Reagan are making every effort… if everything alive on the earth dies, the sun will not rise the next day. It is impossible that we are just receivers and not givers. If we are receiving life in some way from the sun, we must be giving life in some way to the sun.


We are all a connected whole, interrelated, one organism. Hence it can be said, as conclusion: Become richer in every dimension. Be creative, be loving, be meditative, and share. And the more you share, the more existence will shower on you flowers of blissfulness and ecstasy.


The only good is to be in a position of oneness so that you are not in a constant conflict within yourself – because that conflict destroys you, and leaves no energy to be shared. When you are one, the energy becomes so much that you become almost like a rain cloud, so full of rain that it wants to shower somewhere or other.


Sharing is the most precious religious experience.


Osho, 

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