The Osho Upanishad ~ 19

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event type discourse
date & time 6 Sep 1986 pm
location Sumila, Juhu, Bombay
language English
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shorttitle UPAN19
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Reader of the questions: Ma Prem Maneesha.
Question 1
Beloved Osho, as I see it, the situation is as follows: you are, and we are not, or to be more precise, you aren't, and we still are.
It seems that the master-disciple relationship is really a kindness on your part to describe, in flattering terms, what is essentially our failure to hear what you have said -- more often, more clearly, and more lovingly than any disciples in history could have possibly been blessed with.
If, in some way, there is a problem with the process, that problem can only be ours -- irrefutably, undeniably and totally ours.
Osho, isn't taking this responsibility unto ourselves, rather than projecting our expectations on you, the very first step?
Question 2
Beloved Osho, to be in your energy again is so beautiful. When I hear and read what you have gone through and endured in order to do your work and be there for us, I am awed.
How can we be worthy of you?
Question 3
Beloved Osho, if a disciple does not agree with some of what the master says, is he a disciple?
Question 4
Beloved Osho, in December last year they discovered a cancer of my uterus. For me it was like deciding to die and go on suffering, or come out of it. I let you come in totally, and became drowned in your love: the cancer disappeared.
The last six months, even when it was not possible to see you, I felt you very close to me. Some friends of mine are sannyasins, and when I tell them this, they say I am running away from reality. Sometimes I think, and have doubts about what I feel.
Are they right? What is reality?
Question 5 from Sarjano
Beloved Osho, sitting silently, doing nothing, the grass grows by itself... and I fall asleep.
Somehow I always feel envy for those people who can sit silently for hours, but I really can't manage it, and I have been trying hard. I'm only good at fighting, at creating troubles, at dancing with creativity, at shouting from the rooftops, at singing loudly. So does that mean that there is no hope for me?


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