MY WORDS (BOOKS OR AUDIO OR VIDEO) ARE SIGNIFICANT ONLY IF THEY BRING
YOU CLOSER TO AN ALIVE MASTER.
MY S
ANNYAS IS
REALLY COMING CLOSER TO A LIVING MASTER, HIS PRESENCE REACHING TO YOUR
HEART, HIS EMPTINESS REACHING TO YOUR BEING, FLAME OF HIS BURNING CANDLE
JUMPING TO YOUR UNLIT CANDLE MAKING YOU AFLAME LIKE HIM.
MY LIVING MASTERS ARE MY DISCIPLES WHO ARE EITHER ENLIGHTENED OR RARELY
A DEVOTEE; EACH LIVING MASTER BRINGS A NEW RELIGION, MAKES THE WORLD
RICHER; RELIGION IS NOTHING BUT A LANGUAGE FOR EXPRESSING THE ULTIMATE.
MY DEVOTEE IS ONE WITH ME, HAS NO DISTINCTION AT ALL FROM
ME, AS IF ONE SOUL IN TWO BODIES; DEVOTION IS THE ULTIMATE STAGE , THE
ULTIMATE FLOWERING OF DISCIPLESHIP.
I WOULD LIKE THE WORLD TO HAVE MANY MORE RELIGIONS,
SO MANY THAT EACH INDIVIDUAL HAS HIS OWN RELIGION –
THEN NO PRIEST WILL BE NEEDED.
EACH OF MY SANNYASIN HAS TO REACH GOD IN HIS OWN WAY, AND THAT WAY IS NEVER GOING TO BE TRAVELED BY ANYBODY ELSE AGAIN.
JAYESH HAS BECOME A FANATIC, NO LONGER RELIGIOUS, TO IMPOSE HIS ONE
INTERPRETATION “OSHO GUIDANCE” IN MY PUNE ASHRAM, BANNING &
HARASSING DEVOTION, DEVOTEES, ENLIGHTENED DISCIPLES, MY LOVERS, OTHER
OSHO CENTRES.
JAYESH IS NO SPECIAL DISCIPLE
OVER OTHERS, JUST BEING PURE EGOIST. NO ONE IS SPECIAL, OR, EVERY ONE
IS SPECIAL. NO ONE IS ORDINARY, OR, EVERYONE IS ORDINARY.
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In these few beautiful talks,
Osho shares his understanding that,
His words can only reach to your mind.
Your heart is not available to his words
As you come closer to a living master,
his presence will start reaching to your heart
and his emptiness will start reaching to your being.
Sannyas is really coming closer to a living master.
A living master could be his enlightened disciples,
And rare among the enlightened disciples is his devotee,
His devotee is utterely one with him,
As if one soul in two bodies.
His devotee is the ultimate state of disciple hood
Now once Osho leaves his body,
His presence and his emptiness the real things,
They are available in his devotees and enlightened disciples.
So for a newcomer whose mind is caught by Osho’s words,
The very next step is to find his presence and his emptiness
which is there in his devotees and enlightened disciples.
Osho has worked hard on his disciples till he was alive,
Many have flowered into enlightenment and devoteehood,
Osho wished that they would be there to help newcomers,
When newcomers would be coming to his pune ashram
later on when he would have left his body.
Osho talked on many religions, many scriptures, many sages,
Because to him they were attempts to express the ultimate,
They all provide playful hints for the new comers in inner journey,
These hints shall be helping the newcomer to find his own way to God,
And once the newcomer reaches to god the ultimate,
His expression of the ultimate shall be bringing a new religion,
new helpful hints for those coming after him,
and enriching the heritage of Buddhas before him.
So any newcomer who is impressed with words of Osho,
will be coming to his Pune Ashram with enquiry and curiosity,
When Osho was alive and himself a living master,
He would shower his presence and his emptiness on the newcomer.
But since Osho has left his body,
There is no living master in his Pune Ashram,
To shower his presence and his emptiness on the newcomer.
However since Osho has left his body,
His Pune Ashram has fallen into hands of
Jayesh who is a Canadian guy Michael O Byrne.
This Guy considers himself special over others.
That has made him pure egoist.
This guy does not love richness and variety of religion.
This guy has taken one interpretation of Osho,
named it as “Osho Guidance” and is imposing that
like a fanatic on Pune Ashram.
His “Osho Guidance” is teaching people
that Devotion is blind,
He has banned even photographs, love songs of Osho
for they carry bad odour of devotion.
His “Osho Guidance” does not even approve of
Early talks of Osho in hindi, for they are impure Osho.
His “Osho Guidance” talks of Pure Zen with No Master and Zero devotion,
totally blind that Mahakashyap the founder of zen,
was ultimate peak of devotion for Buddha.
His “Osho Guidance” considers it special over all other religions,
all other sages, all other messages of Osho himself.
Those saying yes to his “Osho Guidance” become special people
belonging to such higher spiritual plane of beyond guru disciple relation,
that they pride themselves to wearing shoes on sacred Buddha Hall.
He consider himself so special doing special task of selling Purest Osho,
That he has banned all the enlightened disciples and devotees of Osho,
for dirtying the Osho with their expression of new religion.
In nutshell, Jayesh is doing what a priest does,
Preserving his own narrow and one interpretation,
And keeping the living masters out by calling them names,
Impersonators, Clones, mad, crazy, conditioned, repressed etc etc.
Buddhists are far intelligent and mature than Jayesh,
When their Dalai lama or Karamapa leave their body,
No unenlightened disciple like Jayesh takes over,
They search for an enlightened being or his incarnation,
To take over their Buddhist church.
Osho Pune Ashram has become a de-facto Church,
The moment Osho left his body,
Jayesh is the de-facto Pope/Head Priest of Osho Church,
Imposing his interpretation as OSHO message,
And expelling those who do not agree.
Osho says
All religious people are rebellious people.
A borrowed truth is a lie
Become a Jesus,
become a Buddha,
become a Mohammed!
Don't be a Mohammedan
and don't be a Buddhist
and don't be a Christian –
explore!
Jayesh says
Be an obedient sannyasin,
Living masters are not needed,
Do not be a Buddha, Jesus, Mohammed, Osho,
That would be impersonation, being a clone.
Just believe in special “Osho Guidance” and special Jayesh,
Be an Oshoist Certified by Pune Ashram,
Have resort experience, get drunk,
dance on cheap vulgar songs with shoes on in Buddha Hall,
Shun even a trace of devotion, shun photos of Osho,
And Voila, You are a special individual original of Zen height.
So easy Jayesh makes it for you, and yes please pay the fivestar bill.
When you go to an ashram,
You encounter either a Living Master or Priests,
Osho said I am for living master,
But I am against priests.
Jayesh says No masters are needed,
Masters are outdated, childish games,
Jayesh is far more mature than masters,
Obviously anybody other than Master is Priests.
So Jayesh the priest is taking you for a ride,
When he is pouring his verbal jargon of Zen and No Master,
He is saying you do not deserve a living master,
You deserve third class priests like him staying in Pune Ashram,
And he is misquoting Osho just the way Satan quotes scriptures.
Osho and all living and past masters were for a living master and totaly against priests.
Jayesh and all living and past priests are for themselves and totally against living masters.
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Question 2
BELOVED OSHO,
I OFTEN ASK MYSELF WHAT SANNYAS REALLY MEANS TO ME.
I READ YOUR BOOKS, SOMETIMES I SEE A VIDEO OR HEAR A TAPE OF YOU; AND MOSTLY IT STAYS ONLY ON THE SURFACE,
IS ONLY SOMETHING WHICH TOUCHES MY MIND.
BUT MY WHOLE LIFE IS CHANGING SINCE I HAVE BEEN GOING THE WAY TOWARDS YOU,
AND THIS AFTERNOON I WILL SEE YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME.
OSHO, PLEASE TELL ME SOMETHING ABOUT SANNYAS AND MY NEXT STEP.
The words can only reach to the mind.
Your heart is not available to the words.
And mind is superficial, very superficial;
it is the circumference of your personality, skin deep.
It has no depth.
But you have come here – that much the mind can do,
that is more than it can do.
That is enough.
Be thankful to the mind; it has brought you here.
As you come closer to me,
my presence will start reaching to your heart
and my emptiness will start reaching to your being.
Words will go on playing with your mind
so that the mind does not disturb my presence reaching to your heart, my nothingness reaching to your being.
Your mind is engaged with the words and
underneath, underground, the real work is happening.
Sannyas is really coming closer to a master.
The old definition of sannyas was going away from the world, renouncing the world. To me, that definition has been a calamity.
You can renounce the world, you can escape into the mountains –
but where are you going?
Because you will be with yourself wherever you go, and you are the problem.
The world is not the problem.
The mountains are not the solution.
Because I have seen people living on the mountains;
they have not become Gautam Buddhas.
And I have lived in the world, I have not renounced anything –
because in fact I don’t have anything.
I have come without anything into the world,
I will leave the world without anything.
Just in the interval between coming and going,
I have just to remember that nothing belongs to me.
There is no question of renouncing.
The very idea of renouncing means you believe that you own it,
that you possess it, that it is yours.
We come naked, we go naked.
In the interval we can use things.
If you don’t possess them, there is no harm in using them.
If you don’t become attached to them, there is no harm in using them.
You come by plane or by train here –
you don’t possess the train,
so when you get out of the train
you don’t declare to the whole railway station staff and the passengers,
”I renounce this train now.”
You will be thought just an idiot.
The train never belonged to you; you have used it.
This world is not to be renounced because this world is not yours.
I have not renounced anything for the simple reason
that I don’t have anything.
I have used everything,
and I will go on using everything to the last breath.
And I don’t see any problem in it –
one just has to remember that one is traveling in a train.
But there are fools I have seen –
they will write their name inside the bathroom in a train.
Just idiots are idiots; what to do?
But that does not mean that by writing your name in the bathroom the train
has become yours.
I always enjoy the graffiti in the bathrooms in trains, in airplanes, in railway stations, in airports.
It simply shows what kind of insane humanity we are living in, what kind of insane people, and what trouble they take.
Now in an airport in the bathroom you are writing, wasting your time, wasting
somebody else’s time who will have to clean it and whitewash it again.
The old idea of sannyas was renouncing the world.
The very idea of renouncing is wrong;
it is escaping from the world.
Where are you going to escape?
Nobody ever thought about the fact that
wherever you go you will be in the world.
You cannot escape out of the world.
It is not that old an idea –
three hundred years ago it was believed that the world is like a chappatti,
so you can escape and jump out; there comes a place where it is written: The End.
It is not like a chappatti, it is a globe.
Wherever you go you will be in the world, you cannot fall out of it.
Neither have your saints gone out of the world.
In fact, they are more dependent on the world than you are –
because you have to supply their food, they don’t produce anything.
You have to supply their clothes, they don’t produce anything.
You have to supply everything that they need.
They are simply sucking your blood, they are parasites.
These parasites you have called saints –
and they have not gone anywhere, they are just here.
In Jainism, one of the religions in India,
Mahavira was asked this question:
”Your sannyasins will become a burden to the world
because you don’t allow them to do anything,
because every action in some way involves some kind of violence... ”
You will be surprised that Mahavira is not against sex in the same way as other religions are.
He is against it because sex kills millions of living sperm.
It is a question of violence, not of sex.
If you look at his reasoning, it is not sex that he is against.
He is against making love because you are going to kill millions of sperm.
Once the sperm is out of the male, its life span is only two hours.
In a single ejaculation millions of sperm are released,
and only once in a while will one of the sperm reach the mother’s egg.
The passage seems to be very small to you, but not to the sperm.
Sexologists have measured: if a sperm were the size of an average man,
and the passage to the mother’s womb were enlarged in the same proportion,
it would be two miles.
So each sperm has to travel two miles – a long journey for a little, small soul.
And Mahavira is very compassionate:
”Don’t kill these poor people” –
although he is not aware that they will be killed anyway.
He was against any action, even cultivation.
That’s why Jains don’t cultivate –
because if you cultivate you will have to cut the trees, the plants,
and that will be violence.
You cannot be warriors, you cannot be soldiers.
And brahmins won’t allow you to be brahmins.
A brahmin is only born a brahmin.
You cannot be a brahmin, no matter how learned you are.
Naturally, all the Jainas became businessmen.
There was nothing else left; that seemed to be the least violent way.
In fact it is not so.
Because they became the richest people in the country –
That means they sucked more blood than anybody else,
they exploited people more than anybody else.
It seems that because their violence was not allowed in any other way,
their whole violence was focused on the poor customer.
Mahavira was asked again and again, ”Your sannyasins will be a burden... ”
So he said,
”My sannyasins should not stay for more than three days in one place.”
In Bombay, the Jaina monks... once they enter Bombay they never leave.
I was puzzled when I came for the first time in 1960.
I inquired, ”What is the matter? These people should leave in three days.”
They said,
”They leave; they go from one suburb to another suburb, from Dadar to Matunga, from Matunga to Marine Drive.
Their whole life they go on changing places in Bombay.
But they don’t leave Bombay, because no other place is so comfortable.”
Man’s mind is such... it will find a loophole in anything.
So Mahavira thought that he had managed
so that his sannyasins would not be a burden.
He was wrong – he can come to Bombay and see.
In fact, if he comes to Bombay he will never go anywhere else again.
He will start moving on the same route.
These people never left the world,
so the idea that they escaped from the world is absolutely nonsense.
They lived in the world; it is just that they became parasites.
My definition of sannyas is coming closer to a master,
coming closer to a light.
Your candle is unlit.
You bring your candle closer to a candle that is burning bright.
Come closer...
there is a certain moment when,
from the burning candle, the flame jumps to the unlit candle
and suddenly you are enlightened.
And the beauty is,
the burning candle loses nothing
and the unlit candle gains everything –
the whole universe.
Sannyas is a journey from darkness towards light,
from death towards immortality,
from ignorance towards an explosion of knowing.
The books or any other medium are just a net
thrown into the sea
with the hope that somebody will be caught in it.
People are caught,
and as they come closer to the master,
their life starts changing.
They may not understand what is happening,
they may not be able to explain what is happening,
but their life goes through a thousand and one transformations.
It has to be remembered that words –
either through books or radio or television or video –
are significant only if the master is alive;
otherwise they will be simply burdening your mind with more knowledge.
So if you are fortunate enough
to be caught in the net of a master in the right time,
then don’t hesitate, come closer.
There is fear in coming closer
because you have lived in darkness for so many lives
that now to be in light,
your eyes feel uncomfortable.
You have lived in death again and again,
so that the very idea of immortality
has become inconceivable to you.
Your whole life is surrounded by lies –
to come close to a master means
dropping all those lies
because they are the barriers between you and the master.
Before you can realize the truth
the lies have to be dropped, however valuable you think they are, and however ancient you think they are.
Hence, I always say:
This is the way of the gambler.
Now you are here.
Don’t be a businessman.
Remember you have come here to lose yourself,
not to gain something.
If that remembrance continues in you,
you may find a shortcut
and be aflame with
a new light, a new life, with a new joy.
Osho
The Osho Upanishad
CHAPTER 34. NOT TO BE, THE GREATEST ECSTASY
Question 2
BELOVED OSHO,
THE OTHER DAY WHEN YOU SAID SOMETHING LIKE,
THE MORE DEVOTED ONE IS THE MORE ONE CAN ABSORB YOU,
I GOT SCARED.
I DON’T KNOW WHAT DEVOTION IS.
IN FACT, I KNOW IT LESS NOW THAN I DID FIVE YEARS AGO.
OSHO, AM I MISSING?
Whatever you thought you knew five years before
was not knowing.
That’s what I was just saying – it was knowledge.
You have heard words,
you have read the words,
you have accumulated information.
It was not your experience.
That’s why as you have come more close to me,
those words,
that information has disappeared.
To be close to me means to be innocent,
as innocent as you were when you were born.
Only from there is a real new beginning possible.
You are asking, ”What is devotion?”
Devotion is the ultimate stage of disciplehood.
A man ordinarily comes to a master as a student,
curious,
wanting to know more.
If by chance it happens
that the master is not only a teacher...
Because a teacher is one who deals in information;
with a teacher, you become taught.
With a master you are caught.
It is no longer a question of giving you more information;
on the contrary,
the master starts cleaning you of all the information
that you have collected before.
A master really washes your brain;
it is a dry cleaning process.
It brings you into a state of tabula rasa,
nothing is written on you –
a pure consciousness which knows nothing.
But as knowledge disappears,
a strange phenomenon starts happening:
you start feeling yourself more.
You know less,
but you are more.
You start growing roots,
you start growing wings,
your being starts expanding.
I am reminded of a beautiful story.
A master had a monastery.
There were two wings of the monastery
and just in the middle was the master’s home.
He had a beautiful cat, and all the disciples loved the cat.
One day the master had gone out.
When he came back,
both wings of the monastery were fighting over the cat:
to which wing does the cat belong when the master is out,
to the right wing or to the left wing?
The master was amazed, seeing this stupidity.
He pulled out his sword and told the disciples,
”Anybody from either wing should come out
and give me an authentic answer
that comes from the being, not from the mind.
Then only can you save the cat;
otherwise I am going to cut it in two
and give half to the right wing and half to the left wing,
because I don’t want any kind of struggle here.”
The disciples were very much shocked.
Nobody wanted the cat to be killed –
but they knew their master.
And nobody could manage to find an answer
that was coming from the being;
many answers were coming,
but they were all from the head.
And they knew that if they came with those answers,
instead of the cat their heads would be cut!
So everybody remained silent.
The cat was cut and given to both wings.
Sad and crying,
they went back to their rooms, cottages, utterly shocked –
not only that the cat was killed...
but five hundred disciples,
and not a single one could come out with some authentic answer.
And then one disciple,
who had gone out with the master
and had stayed behind to so some work in the market, came back.
He heard the story.
He went to the master and slapped him as hard as he could.
The master said,
”Good! If you had been here, the poor cat would have been saved.
But now nothing can be done; the cat is dead.”
The whole monastery was agog with this new situation –
that the disciple slapped the master,
and the master had laughed and said,
”It is unfortunate that you were not here;
otherwise, the cat would have been saved.”
This was the right answer.
What a foolish thing the master was doing –
cutting the cat, who had done no harm,
who was not responsible at all for the quarrel that was going on.
The master needed a good slap!
But to slap the master,
one needs a disciple who has come to the point of devotion;
otherwise it will be insulting.
Anybody else hitting the master would have been an insult;
in fact, nobody could even conceive of it.
Devotion is the ultimate flowering of discipleship.
When love is so deep,
the respect is so immense
that everything is forgiven,
the disciple can slap the master
and yet the master simply laughs –
because he knows his devotion.
He knows that this slap has not come from a logical mind,
it has come from a loving heart.
It is as if with his own hand he has slapped himself –
no distinctions are there anymore.
Even to say that the devotee is close to the master is not right,
because closeness is still a distance.
The devotee is one with the master.
His oneness is something not of this world.
I will tell you another story –
because there is no other way to explain it.
A master is staying in a temple.
The night is cold.
And in Japan the statues of Buddha are made of wood.
There are many statues in the temple,
so he finds one big statue,
starts a fire with it,
and sits by the side of it enjoying the warmth of it,
the crackling sound of the wood.
The priest of the temple suddenly hears the noise, and the light...
he runs from his room to see what is happening.
And what he sees he cannot believe.
He has allowed this wandering master to stay just for the night
and what has he done?
The most beautiful statue of the temple...
he is very angry.
The master says,
”What is the problem?
Why are you getting so angry?
Just sit down. It is so cold,
and here it is so warm;
and Buddha is always helpful.
Just come here.”
The priest said,
”I am not going to listen to this nonsense.
You have burned the statue of our lord, of our god.”
He said, ”Is it so?”
He took his staff and started poking in the ashes of the burned statue.
The priest said, ”What are you doing?”
He said, ”I am looking for the bones.”
The priest said, ”You must be mad.
This is a wooden statue, there are no bones in it.”
He said, ”That settles the matter.
You have so many statues,
the night is long... just one more;
just bring one more.”
The priest said,
”You simply get out of the temple!
I will not allow you inside.
I don’t want to stay awake the whole night and watch you,
because you are dangerous, you can burn other buddhas.
You just get out.”
”But,” he said,
”it has been proved that it was not a buddha.
There are no bones in it.”
But the priest simply pushed him out of the temple and closed the door.
The master said,
”Listen, it is too cold, and you have too many buddhas.
It does not matter.
In fact, you will have to worship less,
and nobody is going to cut your salary.
You are simply a priest,
You don’t understand anything.”
But the priest would not open the doors.
He said, ”You simply get lost.”
In the morning the priest opened the door,
and could not believe...
That master, that crazy old man who had burned the statue
and was asking for another,
was sitting by the side of the milestone.
He had found some wildflowers
and he had put those wildflowers on the milestone
and he was worshipping:
buddham sharanam gachchhami.
The priest came close.
He said, ”What are you doing?”
He said, ”Just my morning prayer.”
The priest said, ”You seem to be really crazy!
This is a milestone.”
He said, ”It doesn’t matter.
When you can make wood into a buddha,
why can’t I make a milestone into a buddha?
It is only a question of putting a few flowers on top of it.
And you don’t see my devotion?
I could burn the buddha because I love him and I know him;
I know that the statue is just wood.
And I can worship this milestone
because I am not worshipping the milestone –
it is just an excuse, a stand for my flowers.
And anyway I have to worship Buddha in the morning,
and this milestone was so handy...
just a sculptor is needed
and he could make this milestone into a statue of Buddha,
and then idiots like you would start worshipping it.
”I can see the Buddha hiding in the milestone.
You will see it only when a sculptor cuts the stone
and brings out the buddha who is encased inside the stone.
I love him.
And I knew that it was just wood,
and the night was so cold...
I have to take care of my inner buddha too.
And when it is a question of taking care of my inner buddha,
I can burn all the outer buddhas without any difficulty,
because that is his teaching:
appa deepo bhava –
be a light unto yourself.
My buddha was shivering,
and those wooden idiots were sitting – no cold, no hot, they don’t feel it at all.
And you threw me out, a living buddha,
because I burned a wooden buddha.”
This is devotion.
Devotion has its own strange ways.
It is not something rational, logical,
something that can be explained to you.
But it is something,
if you go on growing from a student into a disciple,
from a disciple into a devotee,
and you come so close to the master
that there is no distinction at all...
A third story which will help you:
Mahakashyap, one of Buddha’s great devotees,
had come to such a point
that if Buddha had a headache
Mahakashyap would have a headache.
And before Buddha
had said anything about his headache,
Mahakashyap would call the physician:
”Buddha must have a headache, because I have a headache.”
And the physician said,
”But if you have a headache
that does not mean that Buddha should have a headache.”
He said,
”It does mean... ”
and he was always found to be right.
Just one day before the day he died,
Buddha was saying to somebody,
”Soon I will be coming to your city, Vaishali” –
one of the greatest cities of those days,
and one of the cities where most of Buddha’s lovers lived.
In forty years’ time Buddha passed almost twenty times through Vaishali.
To Varanasi he went only once.
Asked why, he said,
”Varanasi is so full of knowledge –
nobody is interested in being.
It is a city of scholars and pundits;
it is a sheer wastage of time.”
He never went back there again.
And to this man he was saying,
”In a few days’ time I will be coming to Vaishali.”
Mahakashyap was sitting there.
He said, ”Don’t believe him.
He is not going to live long.
As far as I am concerned,
he is going to die within two days.”
Such empathy... it is not sympathy.
In empathy you start feeling the same,
exactly the same –
as if one soul in two bodies.
Buddha looked at Mahakashyap and said,
”This is not right.
You should not say such things.”
Mahakashyap said,
”But why unnecessarily give a promise that you are not going to fulfill?”
The man from Vaishali said,
”Strange...
Buddha is saying, ‘I am coming’
and you are saying that he will not come.
And you start arguing with each other!”
Mahakashyap said,
”He is going to die the day after tomorrow,
and if you don’t believe me,
remain here.
It is just a question of a few hours.”
And Buddha died at exactly the time Mahakashyap had said.
The man from Vaishali had asked Buddha,
”Why were you telling Mahakashyap not to say it?”
Buddha said,
”I know I am going to die, he also knows –
but he is so one with me, it makes no difference to him whether I am
alive or dead. But to you, my death will make your journey home
unnecessarily miserable.
Just out of compassion I was preventing him,
but he won’t listen to anybody.
And because he is right, I cannot insist too much.”
Buddha died in the morning –
and within just fifteen minutes,
Mahakashyap died.
That is devotion.
Those hearts were beating together so much
that it was impossible to carry on with only one heart;
and the soul was gone,
only the body had remained.
There were great disciples of Buddha,
but nobody has the distinction of being a devotee except Mahakashyap.
His death proved it –
while everybody was just preparing the funeral pyre,
people were weeping and crying,
Mahakashyap closed his eyes
and was gone.
Devotion is the ultimate state of disciplehood –
when you become one with the master,
when the dewdrop slips into the ocean
and becomes one with it.
Osho
The Osho Upanishad 406
CHAPTER 33. MEDITATION IN THE MARKET PLACE, NOT MARKET PLACE MEDITATION
Question 3
BELOVED OSHO,
THE LONGER I AM WITH YOU,
THE LESS I AM ABLE TO DEFINE ANYTHING OR ANYBODY,
INCLUDING MYSELF,
OR EVEN MASTER AND DISCIPLE.
I USED TO THINK
THAT I KNEW WHAT THESE WORDS MEANT,
BUT NOW I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF I AM WHAT YOU CALL A DISCIPLE.
WOULD YOU PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT IS HAPPENING?
I have just answered you:
you are coming closer and closer;
perhaps you may become a devotee.
But no need to die with me!
Osho
The Osho Upanishad 406
CHAPTER 33. MEDITATION IN THE MARKET PLACE, NOT MARKET PLACE MEDITATION
The second question:
Question 2
BELOVED MASTER,
WHY ARE THERE SO MANY RELIGIONS IN THE WORLD,
AND WHY DO THESE RELIGIONS CONTINUOUSLY QUARREL WITH EACH OTHER?
Geetam, it is natural that there should be so many religions.
In fact, more are needed.
As I see it, each individual should have his own religion;
there should be as many religions as there are people.
The number is not so much: there are only three hundred religions -- and how many people on the earth?
Each individual should have his own religion,
because each individual is so unique,
so different from anybody else.
How can two persons have one religion?
It is impossible.
But we have been asking the impossible.
Each individual has to reach God in his own way,
and that way is never going to be traveled by anybody else again.
Hence, buddhas can only indicate, can only give you hints.
They cannot provide you with certain, absolutely certain maps -- just hints, a few hints.
And those hints have not to be taken very seriously -- very playfully.
You are not to become a fanatic.
If you become a fanatic you are no longer religious.
A religious person is humble,
available to all kinds of hints;
he is a seeker, a searcher, an explorer,
and he will learn from every possible source.
He will learn from the Bible,
and he will learn from the Vedas,
and he will learn from THE DHAMMAPADA.
He will listen to Buddha,
to Jesus,
to Zarathustra.
He will learn from all possible sources,
but still he will remain himself.
He will not become an imitation,
he will not become a carbon copy.
He will retain his authenticity.
He will be humble, sincere, authentic;
he will not become pseudo.
He will not be a follower,
he will be a lover.
He will love the buddha,
but he will not follow him;
he will not follow him in the details.
How can you follow a buddha in the details?
He is a totally different kind of person.
You have never been before,
nobody like you has ever been before,
and nobody who is exactly like you will ever be there again.
Hence your religion has to be your religion,
your truth has to be your truth.
And that is the beauty of truth,
that it always comes in such a unique form that you can say,
"This is a special gift from God to me."
Hence there are so many religions.
And it is beautiful! –
there should be many more.
Many people have been trying to make one religion;
that is utter stupidity.
You cannot create one religion.
You can enforce one religion on people,
but that will destroy their spirit, their freedom;
that will cripple their being and paralyze their growth.
Just as there are so many languages,
there are so many religions.
The variety is beautiful,
the variety makes it possible for you
to choose according to your type.
Religion is not and cannot be decided by birth,
and those who decide their religion by their birth are utter fools.
You cannot be born a Hindu
and you cannot be born a Christian;
birth has nothing to do with your religion.
Religion is an inquiry.
You may be born to Hindu parents –
that is one thing –
but if your parents really love you
they will not convert you into a Hindu.
Of course they will tell you all they have known and experienced,
but they will leave you free.
And they will tell you,
"Become more alert, watchful, mature,
and when you are mature enough
and you want to decide,
choose your own religion."
Go to the mosque,
go to the church,
go to the temple,
go to the gurudwara.
Listen to all kinds of things,
see all kinds of flowers:
the garden of God is so full of variety,
is so rich because of variety.
There are roses and lotuses
and a thousand and one other flowers.
Go and choose your own perfume, your own fragrance,
because unless you yourself choose
you will not be dedicated to it,
you will not be surrendered to it.
The world is not religious
because religion is imposed upon us.
The parents are in a hurry to impose;
the church, the state, the country –
everybody is in a hurry to impose a certain religion on the child.
How foolish! How stupid!
Religion needs maturity, great understanding, before one can choose.
Nobody is born a Hindu or a Mohammedan or a Parsi.
Everybody is born clean, innocent, a TABULA RASA,
and then everyone has to seek and search.
This is the beauty of life because life is an inquiry.
And don't be settled too early; there is no need.
It is possible that no existing religion may satisfy you.
But that is good;
that means a new religion is born in you.
The world becomes richer:
one more religion,
one more flower,
one more tree -- a new phenomenon.
Buddha brings a new religion into the world;
the world was poorer before Buddha
because it was missing Buddhism.
Buddha could have followed the religion of his parents;
then the world would have been still poor.
The world would have missed something immensely valuable,
a new door to God.
Buddha opened a new door, a new vision, a new insight.
He was not convinced by his parents' religion;
otherwise, he would have remained a Hindu.
He rebelled.
All religious people are rebellious people.
He went on an individual search –
all religious people are explorers,
all religious people are adventurers.
It would have been easy and convenient and comfortable
to believe in the religion that had been believed in by the parents
and the parents' parents, and for centuries.
It would have been more convenient because you need not inquire,
you need not go through the whole effort of finding the truth.
It has been found by some seer in the past –
you can simply borrow it.
But a borrowed truth is not a truth at all.
A borrowed truth is a lie.
Buddha went on a search;
arduous was the inquiry.
He risked all -- his kingdom, his life.
But when you risk so much,
life showers new treasures on you.
A new religion, a new insight, a new vision, was born into the world.
Mohammed could have followed his parents' religion.
Jesus could have followed Judaism.
Become a Jesus,
become a Buddha,
become a Mohammed!
Don't be a Mohammedan
and don't be a Buddhist
and don't be a Christian –
explore!
Don't waste life in imitating,
because then you will remain pseudo.
And a pseudo person cannot be religious.
Great authenticity, sincerity is needed.
So, Geetam,
it is good that there are three hundred religions –
there should be more!
I am always for variety.
I want the world richer in every possible way.
Would you like the whole world to have only one kind of flower –
just roses, or just lotuses?
Will it not be an impoverished world,
very poor?
Would you like the world to have only one language?
Then the different nuances of the different languages will disappear.
There are things which can be said only in Arabic
and cannot be said in any other language;
and there are things which can be said only in Hebrew
and cannot be said in any other language.
There are things which can be said only in Chinese
and cannot be said in any other language.
If the world has only one language,
many many beautiful things will remain unsaid.
Lao Tzu can speak only Chinese.
You may not have pondered over the problem:
just think of Lao Tzu writing his TAO TEH CHING in English...
and the book will be totally different.
It will miss something of immense value;
it will have something different,
a totally different color to it,
but it will miss the flavor that it has in Chinese.
Now, Chinese has no alphabet;
it is written in symbols.
Because there is no alphabet,
symbols can be interpreted in a thousand and one ways;
symbols are more fluid, less fixed, more poetic, less prosaic.
One symbol can mean many things.
It is not scientific;
it is very difficult to write scientific treatises in Chinese.
For that, English is a far more adequate language.
But what Lao Tzu has given to the world
would not have been possible without Chinese.
Each symbol has many meanings, a multiplicity of meanings.
You can choose your meaning according to your state of mind.
Each symbol has many layers of meaning.
As you grow in your understanding,
the meaning of the symbols changes.
Hence, in the East a totally different kind of reading has existed
which is nonexistent in the West.
You would not like to read the same Bernard Shaw book
again and again and again, or would you?
Unless you are insane you would not like to read it
again and again and again. What is the point?
Once you have read it, it is finished!
That's why the paperback has come into existence:
read it and throw it.
But in the East a different kind of reading exists:
the same book is read again and again the whole life long.
The TAO TEH CHING is not a book which can be published in paperback –
they are doing that now.
It should not be published in paperback –
it cannot be, because it is a totally different kind of book.
It has layers and layers of meaning.
When for the first time you read it,
it is one book because you know only one meaning, the superficial.
After meditating for a few months you read it again;
another meaning reveals itself;
after meditating a few months more you read it again...
a third meaning.
It has to go on, it has to become a life's study.
And you will go on finding the meanings –
they are inexhaustible.
Aes dhammo sanantano:
the ultimate is eternal and inexhaustible.
It is not a fiction;
you cannot just read it and be finished with it.
One reading is not going to help you at all;
it simply introduces you,
it does not give you the core of it.
It takes a whole life to come to the core of it.
Now we need all kinds of languages.
English is needed for its definiteness, for its certainty.
Each word has a definition.
Science cannot develop without such a language.
Science could not be born in India because of the language;
Sanskrit is a poetic language.
You can sing it -- it has that quality -- you can chant it,
but you cannot make much of a syllogism out of it.
Many songs, certainly,
but it is not argumentative;
expressive but nonargumentative.
Arabic has a very haunting quality.
If you chant it, it will become a haunting in your heart.
Stop chanting it and the chanting continues in the heart.
Arabic has that quality in it because it is a desert language;
desert languages have a haunting quality.
When you are calling somebody in a desert, far away,
you have to call in a certain way –
and in a desert you can call people who are very far away;
if you call them in a rhythmic way your sound will reach them.
Hence the beauty of the Koran.
It is not a book to be read –
those who read the Koran will miss its meaning –
it is a book to be sung.
It is not a book to be studied:
it is a book to be danced,
only then will you reach its inner spirit.
It is beautiful that there are many languages
because there are many things to be said, expressed, communicated.
And as the world grows,
many more languages are needed,
because as the world grows,
many more things people are feeling,
people are going through, people are reaching.
Religion is nothing
but a language for expressing the ultimate.
Geetam,
there is nothing wrong in there being many religions.
Of course, there is certainly something wrong
in their constant quarreling with each other.
That shows that the so-called religions
have lost their religious quality,
they have become political;
that these so-called religions no longer have alive masters in them
but only dead, dull, mediocre priests.
They go on quarreling,
they go on trying to convert,
because numbers create power.
If there are more Christians
then Christianity has more power
and the pope in the Vatican becomes more powerful.
If Hindus are more in number,
of course they are more in power.
Numbers give power.
So Christianity wants everybody to be a Christian,
and Mohammedans would like everybody to be a Mohammedan,
Their ways and means may differ,
but the effort and the desire is the same, a very deep political desire –
it is power politics.
Then naturally quarreling will arise.
Politics is quarreling; it has nothing to do with religion.
Religions should be as many as possible.
And there is no question of any conflict:
it is a question of like and dislike.
If I like roses,
you don't try to come and convince me that I should like marigolds –
you simply accept my liking.
And if you like marigolds, it's perfectly okay;
there is no question of arguing, quarreling.
We need not fight with each other -- actually or intellectually.
I can leave you to your choice,
and I don't feel offended
because you like marigolds and I don't like them.
Likes and dislikes are individual affairs.
One may like the Bhagavadgita,
another may like the Koran,
somebody else may like THE DHAMMAPADA –
it's perfectly okay,
absolutely okay.
We should share our likings with each other,
but we should not try to convert the other,
to force the other into our fold.
Yes, share by all means,
because sharing shows your love.
If you have found a source, share!
But the sharing should be out of love,
not for power politics.
It is not to convince the other
and to drag him into your fold.
Religions have been doing such ugly things.
People have been converted at the point of the bayonet;
people are being converted by money, by bribing them...
by any means, right or wrong.
Become a Christian!
Become a Mohammedan!
Become a Hindu!
Grab more and more people so you become more powerful,
and don't allow anybody else to leave your fold.
Mulla Nasruddin's son was asking him,
"Papa, when a Christian becomes a Mohammedan, what do you call him?"
Nasruddin smiled and said,
"He has come to his senses, he is a man of understanding, wisdom.
He has understood what is false as false and what is truth as truth."
The boy asks again,
"And Papa, if a Mohammedan becomes a Christian what do you call him?"
Nasruddin was very angry and said,
"He is a traitor! He has betrayed. He is stupid!"
Now, if a Christian becomes a Mohammedan,
he is a man of intelligence, a wise man;
and if a Mohammedan becomes a Christian he is a traitor, stupid.
And the same is the situation if you ask the Christian.
A Hindu became a Christian.
All the Hindus were against him, naturally –
he had betrayed them!
But Christians made him a saint.
Sadhu Sunder Singh was his name.
They almost worshipped him as if he was an incarnation of Jesus,
because he proved the truth of Christianity.
And Hindus? –
they were so angry with the man that they wanted to kill him.
And there is every possibility that they did kill him,
because one day he suddenly disappeared
and his body has not been found since then.
It is still a mystery what happened to Sadhu Sunder Singh.
I know a man who was a Hindu and became a Jaina.
Hindus were very much against him, naturally, obviously.
They tried in every way to destroy the man,
but he became the most famous Jaina saint.
Ganesh Varni was his name.
He defeated all other Jaina saints;
he reached the highest pinnacle.
What was his real quality?
Why did he reach the highest pinnacle?
Because basically he was a Hindu and became a Jaina.
"He proved that Jainism is far higher than Hinduism;
otherwise, why has this man, such a wise man, come to our fold?"
Geetam,
these religions quarrel because they are not religious;
they have become more and more political.
And when you quarrel, then everything is right –
in love and war everything is right.
A Catholic is trying to convert a Jew
and tells him that if he becomes a Catholic
his prayers will certainly be answered –
because the priest will give them to the bishop,
who will give them to the cardinal,
who will give them to the pope,
who will shove them up into heaven
through a hole at the top of the Vatican,
which just matches a hole in the floor of heaven,
where Saint Peter will take them to the Virgin Mary,
who will intercede on their behalf with Jesus,
who will say a good word for them to God.
The Jew repeats this whole itinerary with an astonished air, ending,
"You know it must be true,
because I have always wondered
what they do with all the shit in heaven.
They must throw it down that little hole in the Vatican,
where the pope gives it to the cardinal,
who gives it to the bishop,
who gives it to the priest,
who gives it to you – and you are trying to hand it to me?"
Religions are good -- many more are needed –
but quarreling religions are not religions.
The very quarreling attitude makes them political.
And the priest and the politician have been in a very subtle conspiracy down the ages –
because the politician can dominate the people through the priest very easily.
The priest possesses the souls of the people
and the politician possesses the bodies of the people.
Both are oppressors, exploiters.
Both are in the same business, both are partners.
Both can help each other.
The politician can help the priest because he has temporal power,
and the priest can help the politician
because people listen to him, worship him, take his word as divine.
Do you know,
Buddhism did not become a great religion because of Buddha;
it became a great religion because of the emperor Ashoka.
It was not because of Buddha
that millions of people became Buddhists, no.
While Buddha was alive,
only a few, a few chosen people were courageous enough
to walk with him in his light, to commune with him.
And they were courageous –
because they had to suffer,
they had to suffer much ridicule, opposition,
because the established Hindu church was against this man Buddha.
Buddhism became a world religion not because of Buddha
but because of the emperor Ashoka.
When the Buddhist priests joined hands with the emperor Ashoka,
then the religion became a world religion.
The whole of Asia was converted.
Now the priests would help Ashoka to retain his power,
and Ashoka would help the priests become more and more powerful.
Christianity became a world religion not because of Jesus.
Jesus was very alone –
only a few disciples,
twelve disciples,
and a few hundred sympathizers,
that's all.
And even those disciples disappeared
when Jesus was being crucified,
and the sympathizers simply forgot about him;
they stopped talking about the man
because it was dangerous even to show sympathy.
It is said that the people who had sympathized with Jesus
came to spit on his face
while he was dying to show the people,
"We are against, we are not for him."
To prove to the people...
because this man is dying –
now they will be in trouble.
They have to live, they still have to live.
They have to give some proof that they are against this man.
They denied Jesus while he was dying.
They threw mud, stones,
they spat on his face,
just to show the crowds,
"See, isn't this enough proof that the rumors
that you have heard
that we are sympathizers are absolutely wrong, unfounded?
We are against him as much as you are –
in fact, we are more against him than you are."
The enemies were not spitting on him but the friends.
Jesus became a world force not because of himself
but only when the Roman emperors and Christian priests joined hands.
Now, this is an irony.
Jesus was crucified by a Roman emperor –
see how history moves!
Pontius Pilate was just a representative of the Roman power,
of the Roman emperor;
he simply followed the orders from Rome.
Who would ever have thought
that Rome would become the central place of Christianity?
Who would ever have thought while Jesus was being crucified
that Rome would be the residence of the pope?
But that's how it happened.
When priests joined hands with Emperor Constantine and other Roman emperors,
Christianity became a world force.
Christianity, Buddhism, Hinduism, Jainism –
they have all depended on politics.
They are not true religions anymore
but political games being played in the name of religion.
I would like the world to have many more religions,
so many that each individual has his own religion –
then no priest will be needed.
That is the only way to drop the priests.
If you have your own religion, no priest is needed –
you are the priest
and you are the follower
and you are everything.
You have to listen to your inner voice.
Buddha says:
Follow your own nature;
there is no need for anybody
to intercede on your behalf.
But I am not in favor of creating one religion;
enough of that nonsense!
In the past we have been trying to do that:
make one religion so that quarreling can stop.
But it is not possible.
Even if you can enforce one religion,
if the whole world becomes Christian,
then again there will be Protestants and Catholics
and a thousand and one sects.
And the same game will start again:
people will start quarreling –
because their needs are different,
their understandings are different.
I have heard:
A beautiful young woman came home from London.
She belonged to a small village,
was from a Catholic family.
After three or four years of living in London
she had become very rich;
she came back to see her parents.
The mother could not believe her eyes.
She asked, "How did you manage?
You have become so rich –
such beautiful clothes, a diamond ring, a beautiful car!"
And the girl said, "Mother, I have become a prostitute."
Just hearing this the mother fainted, became unconscious.
When she came back she asked again, "What did you say?"
The girl said, "Mother, I said I have become a prostitute."
And the mother started laughing and she said,
"I misunderstood you –
I thought you said you had become a Protestant."
To be a prostitute is okay, but to become a Protestant...?
The same quarreling will start.
Even small religions -- for example, Jainism,
one of the smallest religions in the world –
have so many sects, sects within sects.
In fact, we have not yet become aware of the great necessity
that each individual needs his own version of God,
and each individual has his own way of approaching God.
A man picked up by a prostitute in a bar
is amazed by the college pennants and diplomas
ornamenting the walls of her room.
"Are these your diplomas?" he asks.
"Sure," she says airily.
"I have my Master of Arts from Columbia,
and took my Ph.D. in Shakespeare at Oxford."
The man is incredulous.
"But how did a girl like you get into a profession like this?"
"I don't know," she says. "Just lucky, I guess."
People have different understandings,
different ways of looking at things,
different interpretations.
And they have to be allowed this freedom.
Osho
Dhammapada Vol 1 Chapter 4
The fourth question:
Question 4
BELOVED MASTER,
I FEEL THAT I AM A VERY SPECIAL PERSON.
I AM SO SPECIAL THAT I WANT JUST TO BE ORDINARY.
PLEASE CAN YOU SAY SOMETHING ABOUT THIS?
Anand Sangito,
everybody here thinks exactly the same.
And not only here, but everywhere else.
Everyone deep in their heart knows that he is special.
This is a joke God plays on people.
When he makes a new man and pushes him down towards the earth,
he whispers in his ear,
"You are special. You are incomparable, you are just unique!"
But this he goes on doing to everybody
and everybody goes on carrying it deep in the heart,
although people don't say it as loudly as you are doing,
because they are afraid others may feel offended.
And nobody is going to be convinced,
so what is the point of saying it?
If you tell somebody, "I am special,"
you cannot convince him
because he himself knows that he is special.
How can you convince anybody?
Yes, maybe sometimes somebody may be convinced,
at least pretend to be convinced.
If he has some work with you, as a bribe he may say,
"Yes, you are special, you are great."
But deep down he knows business is business.
A braggart is telling his friend about his three cars, etcetera,
etcetera. When he also mentions that he has two kept mistresses in New
York,
but that he has made his ravishingly beautiful and terribly passionate private secretary pregnant,
and must therefore take his gorgeous blond stenographer with him on his business trip to Rio de Janeiro to see the carnival,
the listener suddenly begins to pant, grabs at his own necktie, and has a heart attack.
The braggart interrupts his tale, gets water,
pats the victim on the back, etcetera, etcetera,
and he asks solicitously what the matter is.
"Can I help it?"
the man gasps. "I am allergic to bullshit."
It is better to keep such bullshit hidden deep down inside yourself,
because people are allergic.
But in a way it is good that you exposed your mind.
If you think you are special
then you are bound to create misery for yourself.
If you think that you are higher than others,
wiser than others,
then you will attain to a very strong ego.
And the ego is poison, pure poison.
And the more egoistic you become,
the more it hurts,
because it is a wound.
The more egoistic you become,
the more you become unbridged from life.
You fall separate from life;
you are no longer in the flow of existence,
you have become a rock in the river.
You have become ice-cold,
you have lost all warmth, all love.
A special person cannot love,
because where are you going to find another special person?
I have heard about a man who remained unmarried his whole life,
and when he was dying, ninety years old,
somebody asked him,
"You have remained unmarried your whole life,
but you have never said what the reason was.
Now you are dying, at least quench our curiosity.
If there is any secret, now you can tell it, because you are dying;
you will be gone.
Even if the secret is known, it can't harm you."
The man said,
"Yes, there is a secret.
It is not that I am against marriage,
but I was searching for a perfect woman.
I searched and searched, and my whole life slipped by."
The inquirer asked,
"But upon this big earth, so many millions of people,
half of them women, couldn't you find one perfect woman?"
A tear rolled down from the eye of the dying man.
He said, "Yes, I did find one."
The inquirer was absolutely shocked.
He said, "Then what happened? Why didn't you get married?"
And the old man said,
"But the woman was searching for a perfect husband."
Your life will become very difficult if you live with such ideas.
And yes, the ego is so tricky, so cunning,
it can give you, Sangito, this new project:
"You are so special, become just ordinary."
But in your ordinariness you will know
you are the most extraordinarily ordinary man.
Nobody is more ordinary than you!
It will be the same game, camouflaged.
That's what so-called humble people go on doing.
They say,
"I am the most humble man.
I am just the dust on your feet."
But they don't mean it!
Don't say, "Yes, I know you are,"
otherwise they will never be able to forgive you.
They are waiting for you to say,
"You are the most humble man I have ever seen,
you are the most pious man I have ever seen."
Then they will be satisfied, contented.
It is ego hiding behind humbleness.
You cannot drop the ego in this way.
You ask, "I feel that I am a very very special person.
I am so special that I want just to be ordinary.
Please can you say something about this?"
No one is special, or, everyone is special.
No one is ordinary, or everyone is ordinary.
Whatsoever you think about yourself,
please think the same about everyone else,
and the problem will be solved.
You can choose.
If you want the word 'special',
you can think you are special –
but then everybody is special.
Not only people, but trees, birds, animals, rocks –
the whole existence is special,
because you come out of this existence
and you will dissolve into this existence.
But if you love the word 'ordinary' –
which is a beautiful word, more relaxed –
then know that everybody is ordinary.
Then the whole existence is ordinary.
One thing to be remembered:
whatsoever you think about yourself,
think the same for everybody else
and the ego will disappear.
The ego is the illusion
that is created by thinking about yourself
in one way
and thinking about others in another.
It is double thinking.
If you drop the double thinking,
ego dies of its own accord.
Osho
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my books
http://www.amazon.ca/s/ref=nb_sb_noss/180-0191351-1760005?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=jagadeesh%20krishnan
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https://www.peecho.com/dashboard/applications/publications?applicationId=3105.
