The Sword and the Lotus ~ 21
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| event type | discourse |
| date & time | 10 Feb 1986 pm |
| location | Oberoi Soaltee Hotel, Kathmandu, Nepal |
| language | English |
| audio | Available, duration 2h 19min. Quality: good. |
| online audio | |
| video | Available, duration 2h 21min. Quality: not good, a constant audio-noise. Video-noise during Osho leaving (under revision). |
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| online text | find the PDF of this discourse |
| shorttitle | SWORD21 |
- notes
- synopsis
- Reader of the questions: unideitified Indian man and a Western woman.
- Question 1
- Beloved master, good evening. Islam has offered it with the Koran, and Christianity with the Bible. What is your offer?
- Question 2
- Beloved master, I am puzzled as to why I have identified myself with this particular body and ego. And if my essence is in the universal consciousness, what keeps me from seeing through the eyes of other beings?
- Question 3
- Beloved master, this question is from a lady who is staying here at the hotel....
- [editor: this question asked again as Question 5 below.]
- Question 4
- Beloved master, can the watcher, the consciousness, ever be judgmental about what he sees, or is it still the ego judging the ego, the mind condemning itself?
- Question 5
- When you spoke to me the other night, you said I was coming closer to a real question. I felt so incredibly excited to hear you speaking to me. This excitement helped me to understand that when I asked about your seemingly insulting remarks, I was asking out of fear. I was afraid you weren't being loving -- that if you don't love Polacks, maybe you also don't love me.
- So I understand that what I wanted to ask was: Do you love me? But whether the answer is yes or no, what does it matter? Isn't the real question: Do I love myself? And that answer is no. And my real fear is that I will never find this love in the deep well from which I should draw nurturing and love for myself. There is only a mud puddle in which I wallow.
- I hear you say I must walk the path alone -- I am so afraid. While traveling this river of existence, I have been battered against huge boulders and am afraid to travel any farther. Sometimes I can feel that this fear is my own creation but it is so strong it stops my breath. I do not want to give up. Is there any help you can give me?
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