Archive for June, 2009

the same period

June 9, 2009

nullA man was sitting in a waiting room on a railway station, and the train was late — as trains always are. In India they say the timetable exists so that you can know how much the train is late. Otherwise how you will know how much it is late? Late it is GOING to be! And in India they say a ticket is valid for twenty-four hours. It is valid for twenty-four hours because nobody knows when the train will come. If it comes in twenty-four hours, that too is a miracle! So he was waiting, sitting in his chair, and the other people in the waiting room were a little bit getting puzzled. Finally one person became so curious he could not contain his curiosity. He said, “Sir, I should not interfere, but what is going on?” — because the man was sitting there with closed eyes; his lips were moving. Sometimes he will giggle and sometimes he will frown; sometimes he will laugh loudly and sometimes he will make a gesture of his hands as if he is throwing something away. What was going on? The man asked, “What you are doing? It is none of our business and we should not interfere, and it is absolutely private what you are doing, but excuse me… if you can enlighten me a little bit?” The man said, “There is nothing private about it — I am telling jokes to myself!” The man said, “That’s… that I can understand. Sometimes you giggle and you laugh loudly — you must be having fun. But sometimes you frown and you make such ugly face. and you throw something, push away something by your hands.” He said, “Yes, when I hear a joke which I have heard before!” He is telling jokes to himself!
What has happened in these last three thousand years is not true culture, it is a deviation, it is ugly. That has made mankind poor, that has kept mankind slaves for twenty-two centuries; that has made most people so starved, unhealthy, unhygienic, for the simple reason if you teach people that life is not good to live — it is only worth renouncing, it has no value, the only value it has is to renounce it, the only virtue is to be anti-life — naturally life is going to suffer. Upanishads and Buddha are divided by twenty-five centuries; between Osho and Buddha again twenty-five centuries had passed. Osho had to sharpen his sword even more, because Buddha has also failed.
Meditation simply means becoming attuned to the unmanifest. The body is there, you can see it; the mind is there, you can see it too. If you close your eyes you will see the mind with all its activity, with all its working. Thoughts are passing, desires are arising, memories surfacing, and the whole activity of the mind will be there; you can watch it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VP23yD-f-9s

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You can’t be tired yet — it is too early

June 9, 2009

You can’t be tired yet — it is too early. Rather than condemning your problems, go into them. Each problem has a message to deliver. A problem does not exist without roots. No problem is irrelevant. Howsoever silly and absurd it appears it has some roots in your being; otherwise it wouldn’t be there. How can it be there? There must be some cause behind it. Just make it a play. There is no need to drop anything. I am not in favour of any renunciation. Nothing has to be dropped, but everything has to be transformed. Dropping a thing is escaping, it doesn’t help, and you don’t change by dropping it; you remain the same. You will do something else and that will become work, because it is not a question of what you do: it is a question of your attitude and approach. The same thing can be done as work and the same thing can be done as play. So the question is not there, in what you are doing; the question is how you are doing it, with what attitude and approach. That has to be changed. Or think of the future — some plan, some fantasy, something that you want to do tomorrow — and the flower fades, bows out further and further. The more deep in thought you go, the farther the flower recedes. Come out of the thought and the sky is clear, the clouds have separated and again the sunshine and again the presence of the flower; you can again smell it. While you were thinking of the past and the future the smell was still knocking at the doors of your nose, but you were not available. The colour of the flower was still coming to your eyes but you were not there. It was as if you were looking through a dark glass; things became unclear, hazy, a mist surrounded you. It is just that if you have a very very intelligent mind, with intelligent people that is the problem: they cannot enjoy; everything seems below them. Everything is dirt and useless. Intelligent people become very very clever in condemning things; they cannot appreciate anything. If you tell them ‘Look at the moon’, they will say ‘So what? What is there?’ And they have destroyed it! It is very easy to criticise, and there is no way to prove that the moon has beauty. If you are not willing to see it, there is simply no way to prove that there is any beauty. Just those two words ‘So what?’ are enough to destroy the whole beauty. All the poets are cancelled just those two words ‘So what?’ You have cancelled so easily all the great efforts that man has made. To create is very difficult, to criticise is very simple. Even to write two lines of poetry is difficult. But one can see Shakespeare or Milton or Tennyson and can say ‘What is that? What is there? I don’t see any poetry.’ And there is no way to show it. This has to be understood.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/education/2009/feb/17/bible-religion-andrew-motion

mit seinen Gedanken war er immer weiter

June 1, 2009

Eine chassidische Geschichte:
Ohne seinem Lehrer irgendetwas von dem zu erzählen, was er da tat, hatte ein Schüler von Rabbi Baruch über die Natur Gottes geforscht, und mit seinen Gedanken war er immer weiter vorgestoßen, bis er sich in Zweifeln verstrickt hatte und was bis zu diesem Punkt noch sicher gewesen war, war nun ungewiss. Als Rabbi Baruch bemerkte, dass der junge Mann nicht mehr wie gewöhnlich zu ihm kam, ging er in die Stadt, wo er lebte, betrat unerwartet sein Zimmer und sagte zu ihm: „Ich weiß, was in deinem Herzen verborgen ist. Du bist durch die fünfzig Tore der Vernunft hindurchgeschritten. Du beginnst mit einer Frage und denkst und erdenkst dir eine Antwort… und das erste Tor öffnet sich. Und es eröffnet eine neue Frage, und wieder stürzt du ab, findest dann die Lösung, stößt die zweite Türe auf, und schaust in eine neue Frage. Und so geht es immer weiter, tiefer und tiefer, bis du die Öffnung des fünfzigsten Tores erzwungen hast. Dort starrst du dann auf eine Frage, deren Antwort kein Mensch jemals gefunden hat – denn wenn es einen gäbe, der sie wüsste, dann würde es keine Wahlfreiheit mehr geben. Aber wenn du es wagen solltest, trotzdem immer noch weiter nachzubohren, dann wirst du in den Abgrund stürzen.“ „Sollte ich also den ganzen Weg zurückgehen, bis ganz zum Anfang?“, schrie der Schüler. „Wenn du dich umdrehst, wirst du nicht mehr zurückgehen“, sagte der Rabbi. „Du wirst da stehen bleiben, jenseits des letzten Tores. Du wirst im Vertrauen stehen.“
Das ist Weisheit. Glauben kommt von anderen, Vertrauen gehört zu dir. Lass dich nicht von Wörterbüchern täuschen: Die Wörterbücher sagen, Vertrauen bedeutet Glauben, Glauben ist ein Vertrauen. Das ist nicht ihre Bedeutung. Sie sind nicht synonym; in Wirklichkeit sind sie einander entgegengesetzt, antagonistisch. Glauben ist bloß ein Vertrauen in den Anschein, aber in dir bleibt der Zweifel, denn du hast es nicht selbst erfahren.

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