"Love,
One's attitude is everything.
Negative attitude negates life - they are good for dying but not good for living. Life needs positive attitudes; life feeds on them because they make you not only happy but creative also.
Once there live an old woman, but the older she became the younger she felt - because youthfulness has nothing to do with age, it is an attitude, and with age and its richness one can really be younger than the young.
The old woman was so cheerful and creative that everyone wondered at her. But you must have clouds in your life, said a visitor. "Clouds?" She replied. "Why of course: if there were no clouds where would the blessed showers come from?"
In the presence of trouble - and there are troubles in life - the positive mind grows wings but other buy crutches.
Grow wings, and do not buy crutches."
-Osho, A Cupt of Tea
NEVER BORN NEVER DIED,
ONLY VISITED THIS PLANET EARTH
BETWEEN
11 DECEMBER 1931 AND 19 JANUARY 1990
I would like more and more writers, poets, film makers to steal as much as they can, because truth is not my property, I am not its owner. let it reach in any way, in anybody's name, in any form, but let it reach. Beyond Psychology#3 Q#2 : Osho
If you really want to know who I am, you have to be as absolutely empty as I am. Then two mirrors will be facing each other, and only emptiness will be mirrored: two mirrors facing each other. But if you have some idea, then you will see your own idea in me."
"Only that which cannot be taken away by death is real. Everything else is unreal, it is made of the same stuff dreams are made of." ~OSHO♥
Saturday, 13 February 2010
Friday, 12 February 2010
Osho, Have you stopped initiating people into sannyas and creating disciples?
Osho, Have you stopped initiating people into sannyas and creating disciples? Am I to be deprived of becoming your disciple?
“A disciple is not made, one has to become one. When you love someone, do you first ask the person? Do you first take the permission of the person? Love just happens. Love neither obeys any order nor takes any permission, nor does it believe in any modes or methods.
“What is discipleship?
What is the ego? - OSHO
What is the ego? Are we always functioning through the ego or are there moments when we are free of it?
MAN HAS NO CENTER separate from the center of the whole. There is only one center in existence; the ancients used to call it Tao, dhamma, god. Those words have become old now; you can call it truth. There is only one center of existence. There are not many centers, otherwise the universe would not be really a universe, it would become a multiverse. It is a unity, hence it is called the "universe"; it has only one center.
But this is to be meditated upon a little. That one center is my center, your center, everybody's center. That one center does not mean that you are centerless, that one center simply means that you don't have a separate center. Let us say it in different words. You can make many concentric circles on one center, many circles. You can throw a pebble in a silent lake: one center arises from the fall of the pebble and then many concentric circles arise and they go on spreading to the farthest shore -- millions of concentric circles, but they all have one center.
Thursday, 11 February 2010
All That Is Beautiful Is Feminine - Osho
"Hitherto humanity has praised hardness very much, particularly in man. For centuries man has been a male chauvinist pig! He has praised all that is aggressive, cruel, violent, warlike, and he has condemned all that is feminine.
And because of this a great problem has arisen. The problem is: all that is beautiful is feminine, and if you condemn the feminine then the beautiful disappears from the world. And we have struggled hard to destroy the beautiful. The ugly has dominated the beautiful; the hard has been praised against the soft.
Lao Tzu says, "Don't be hard like a rock, but be soft like water." He calls his way of life the watercourse way. And he says, "Ultimately the soft wins over the hard, the rock will disappear one day. Let the water go on falling on it and the rock will be reduced to sand." Of course, right now you cannot see it happening, it will take time, but the rock cannot destroy the water. For that one needs a little deeper insight - a longer vision, a bigger perspective. And we are very shortsighted. We only see so far. Because of this shortsightedness the rock seems to be worth choosing, not water. Those who have seen reality in its true perspective of eternity, they say something totally different. Let softness be the gift."
-Osho
Tuesday, 9 February 2010
Love is not your problem - Osho
"Love is not your problem. Your problem is that you have not been able to accept yourself, to stand on your own feet, to be respectful to yourself, to do something so that you can feel that you have some worth. Your worth should be within you, not donated by somebody else. A borrowed worth is dangerous; the person can take it back. And this goes on happening in so-called love affairs. Only an independent person can love and can be loved. And love will not create any problem for him."
- Osho
- Osho
Sunday, 7 February 2010
I have no hobby - Osho :->
BELOVED MASTER, WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY?
Anando, I have none. I don't need any. A hobby is needed to keep you occupied. When you are tired of your ordinary occupation -- and naturally one gets tired of earning bread and butter -- when you are tired of your ordinary occupation there are only two alternatives. Either be unoccupied...which creates great fear in you, because to be unoccupied means to be with oneself, to be utterly alone with oneself. It is to face one's own abysmal depth -- it frightens, it scares. It means to face one's life and one's death, it means to face one's own interiority -- which is infinite, so vast you cannot comprehend it. And the very vastness frightens. A great trembling arises in you.
The one alternative is: meditate when you are unoccupied with your ordinary business. The other alternative is: get occupied again in some foolish activity, and call it a hobby.
A few people collect postage stamps -- now, see the stupidity of it -- and they call it a hobby. And all hobbies are like that. These are ways and means to keep escaping from yourself.
I am utterly blissful with myself. To be alone, to be, without doing anything, is such a profound experience that if once you have tasted it you will drop all these stupid activities called hobbies. Hobbies are pseudo occupations. When real occupations are not there, you get into pseudo occupations. Now, see the foolishness of it. Six days of the week you are waiting for Sunday -- so that you can relax, so that you can rest, so that you can be with yourself. You are tired of the world; the world is too much with you. You are tired of people, you are tired of everything. And you are hoping Sunday will come soon, and when Sunday comes you are again occupied -- now it is your hobby. You cannot remain unoccupied; that is your problem.
And it often happens that a person is more tired after Sunday than after any other day, because of so many hobbies, and going for a picnic, and driving, and doing a thousand and one things for which you have been waiting for six days. And you were thinking you were going to rest?
You cannot rest! You don't know how to rest. You cannot relax -- you don't know how to relax. Even in the name of relaxation you will get into some work, some kind of work; even in the name of rest you will start some kind of work. Simply because you are not paid for it, does it become rest? You will play cards or chess. You are not paid for it, that's true, but that doesn't make much difference; it is only unpaid work.
Rather than searching for hobbies, use the opportunities. Whenever you are capable of having a time empty, utterly unoccupied, with yourself, remain...remain in it, don't move out of it. Don't start collecting stamps.
Two old Jewish men were sitting on a park bench. "Well, what do you do now that you are retired?" asked one.
"I have a hobby: I raise pigeons," replied the other.
"Pigeons? Where do you keep them? You live in a condominium!"
"I keep them in a closet."
"In your closet? Don't they shit on your shoes and on your clothes?"
"No," said the man. "I keep them in a box."
"In a box? How do they breathe?"
"Breathe? They don't breathe," said the man, "they are dead."
"Dead?" exclaimed the friend, shocked. "You keep dead pigeons?"
"What the hell, it is only a hobby!"
OSHO
Anando, I have none. I don't need any. A hobby is needed to keep you occupied. When you are tired of your ordinary occupation -- and naturally one gets tired of earning bread and butter -- when you are tired of your ordinary occupation there are only two alternatives. Either be unoccupied...which creates great fear in you, because to be unoccupied means to be with oneself, to be utterly alone with oneself. It is to face one's own abysmal depth -- it frightens, it scares. It means to face one's life and one's death, it means to face one's own interiority -- which is infinite, so vast you cannot comprehend it. And the very vastness frightens. A great trembling arises in you.
The one alternative is: meditate when you are unoccupied with your ordinary business. The other alternative is: get occupied again in some foolish activity, and call it a hobby.
A few people collect postage stamps -- now, see the stupidity of it -- and they call it a hobby. And all hobbies are like that. These are ways and means to keep escaping from yourself.
I am utterly blissful with myself. To be alone, to be, without doing anything, is such a profound experience that if once you have tasted it you will drop all these stupid activities called hobbies. Hobbies are pseudo occupations. When real occupations are not there, you get into pseudo occupations. Now, see the foolishness of it. Six days of the week you are waiting for Sunday -- so that you can relax, so that you can rest, so that you can be with yourself. You are tired of the world; the world is too much with you. You are tired of people, you are tired of everything. And you are hoping Sunday will come soon, and when Sunday comes you are again occupied -- now it is your hobby. You cannot remain unoccupied; that is your problem.
And it often happens that a person is more tired after Sunday than after any other day, because of so many hobbies, and going for a picnic, and driving, and doing a thousand and one things for which you have been waiting for six days. And you were thinking you were going to rest?
You cannot rest! You don't know how to rest. You cannot relax -- you don't know how to relax. Even in the name of relaxation you will get into some work, some kind of work; even in the name of rest you will start some kind of work. Simply because you are not paid for it, does it become rest? You will play cards or chess. You are not paid for it, that's true, but that doesn't make much difference; it is only unpaid work.
Rather than searching for hobbies, use the opportunities. Whenever you are capable of having a time empty, utterly unoccupied, with yourself, remain...remain in it, don't move out of it. Don't start collecting stamps.
Two old Jewish men were sitting on a park bench. "Well, what do you do now that you are retired?" asked one.
"I have a hobby: I raise pigeons," replied the other.
"Pigeons? Where do you keep them? You live in a condominium!"
"I keep them in a closet."
"In your closet? Don't they shit on your shoes and on your clothes?"
"No," said the man. "I keep them in a box."
"In a box? How do they breathe?"
"Breathe? They don't breathe," said the man, "they are dead."
"Dead?" exclaimed the friend, shocked. "You keep dead pigeons?"
"What the hell, it is only a hobby!"
OSHO
Lao Tzu And His Political Donkey - Osho
Osho narrates a short story regarding the greatness of Lao Tzu in "Come Follow To You, Vol. 3"
Lao Tzu was never taken seriously for his crazy remarks and his eccentric behaviour. He lived alone but led a pure life.
There is a beautiful story about his deep awareness and his independent nature that reflected his simplicity yet powered with majesty.
Once a messenger from the king conveyed the emperor's intention of having Lao Tzu as a part of his court, for his wisdom.
Lao Tzu treated the messenger in a courteous manner, but denied the offer saying, “I am grateful. Please do thank the emperor on my behalf. But do tell him that it is not possible for me to accept his offer”
When the messenger left, Lao Tzu washed his ears as well as his donkey's .
An onlooker enquired, “Sir, what are you doing?”
“I am washing my ears, as even an ordinary messenger from the political world are infectious,” replied LaoTzu
“But why are you washing the ears of your donkey?,” the puzzled onlooker asked.
Lao Tzu replied, “Well donkeys tend to be political! The very sight of the messenger and his words has made the animal egoistic that there is a change in the way it walks.”
Lao Tzu continued, “My donkey understands the words of the court clearly, but I do not. He understands the court's language as there are similar species as him in the court!”
The onlooker burst out laughing and it is believed that the king also laughed on hearing the words of Lao Tzu, which was full of wisdom.
The words of the wise are to be noted carefully as there lies hidden in their ordinariness, the pearls of wisdom.
Lao Tzu was never taken seriously for his crazy remarks and his eccentric behaviour. He lived alone but led a pure life.
There is a beautiful story about his deep awareness and his independent nature that reflected his simplicity yet powered with majesty.
Once a messenger from the king conveyed the emperor's intention of having Lao Tzu as a part of his court, for his wisdom.
Lao Tzu treated the messenger in a courteous manner, but denied the offer saying, “I am grateful. Please do thank the emperor on my behalf. But do tell him that it is not possible for me to accept his offer”
When the messenger left, Lao Tzu washed his ears as well as his donkey's .
An onlooker enquired, “Sir, what are you doing?”
“I am washing my ears, as even an ordinary messenger from the political world are infectious,” replied LaoTzu
“But why are you washing the ears of your donkey?,” the puzzled onlooker asked.
Lao Tzu replied, “Well donkeys tend to be political! The very sight of the messenger and his words has made the animal egoistic that there is a change in the way it walks.”
Lao Tzu continued, “My donkey understands the words of the court clearly, but I do not. He understands the court's language as there are similar species as him in the court!”
The onlooker burst out laughing and it is believed that the king also laughed on hearing the words of Lao Tzu, which was full of wisdom.
The words of the wise are to be noted carefully as there lies hidden in their ordinariness, the pearls of wisdom.
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