Beyond Enlightenment ~ 25
|date & time||28 Oct 1986 pm|
|location||Sumila, Juhu, Bombay|
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- Reader of the questions: Ma Prem Maneesha.
- Question 1
- Beloved Osho, from time to time a beautiful story you told us more than a year ago comes to my mind.
- It is about a young man who set out to look for truth, and after some failures was given the task of looking after some cows. Starting with just a few of them on the mountains, he was not to come back until he had succeeded in raising one thousand of them. Years went by, until one day the man heard the cows talking to him, saying, "We are one thousand!" Eventually he returned to the valley, where people could hardly distinguish the man from the animals.
- Often, simply by recalling this story, tears come to my eyes. There is so much beauty and freshness in the end of the story, that for a few moments it brings my being to a standstill.
- Osho, I would love to hear you telling this story again and again: "We are one thousand! We are one thousand!"
- Beloved Osho, what is the meaning this small tale is carrying? Why do these few words fill me with awe and tears? Would you kindly comment?
- Question 2
- Beloved Osho, I have the most beautiful master ever -- life has given me so much since I have been with you -- but still, except for moments of beatitude with you or in my meditation, deep down in myself there is always a deep-rooted sadness and a longing for some space that I hardly can remember.
- Can you please comment?
- Question 3
- Beloved Osho, I was born in the mountains, and throughout my childhood and youth I was pulled to explore, climb, or just sit on the peaks, on the steep walls, or by the side of a glacier stream. I lived in the mountains, and they fed me, like a mother, with something very precious.
- Somewhere I read that the mountains, the high, snow-capped peaks are the very essence of Buddha.
- Osho, the beauty that surrounds you, the cool breeze that hovers around you, is like the one coming from the highest, the wildest peak in the world.
- I've been with you for seven years, and in this last period of time I felt that I was passing through the same pastures, the same plains I remember leaving for the heights seven years ago. I see the starting point as completely different now: it is sweet and beautiful, enough unto itself, no longer awful and disgusting as it used to be.
- Beloved Osho, I haven't come to know anything; the thousand suns did not shine in my head. All I've got now is myself, contented, at the same point from where I started my journey seven years ago.
- Have I been dreaming all these years of traveling far away when my feet did not leave the base camp? Or was all this to realize that where I started from is where I belong?
- Osho, please tell me: Sometimes this dream seems to be real, but now my being does not feel as if it is pulled to go anywhere. Have I been cheating myself? Or is this as far as it is allowed for me to go in this life?
- Will you tell me the truth? I'm tired now; be merciless, but please say what is really happening to me.
- Question 4
- Beloved Osho, you described in "The Mustard Seed" how Ramakrishna was addicted to food, and people would never have thought that a liberated man could be addicted to food. Before he died, he said he was clinging to something imperfect in him so he could be here and serve people.
- You say many masters have done this. The moment they feel that something is going to become completely perfect in them, they will cling to some imperfection just to stay here.
- Now Osho, what are you clinging to, or planning to cling onto?
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