Love becomes devotion. Love is the first step, only then can devotion flowers. But for us even love is a far away reality. Sex is the only real thing. Love has two possibilities, either it falls into sex and becomes a bodily thing or it rises into devotion and becomes a thing of the spirit.
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Utterly thrilled and blessed I came out of the Woodland Apartment and found the whole of Bombay celebrating…dum dum dum loud drum-beats. People were carrying Lord Ganesha idols and there were processions after processions–very crazy and very colourful.
I found myself dancing with them–I had met the ultimate in human form and my happiness knew no bounds.
“The mind becomes the problem because you have taken thoughts so deeply inside you that you have forgotten completely the distance, that they are visitors, they come and go” Related posts: No related posts.
Whenever our mind starts moving somewhere, bring it back here. When it starts moving to the past, to the future, bring it now. Slowly, slowly you start living in herenow. Osho Happy Ho organizes best Meditation and Tarot classes in Noida and Delhi NCR area in India. Related posts: No related posts.
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The fact that sleep makes us feel better and that going without sleep makes us feel worse only begins to explain why sleep might be necessary.
Be quiet, and loving and fearless. Three things Buddha says: Be quiet—learn to be silent more and more—and loving, because if your silence is not loving it will make you insensitive. Then your silence will be that of a cemetery—dull, dead.
“And when we give each other Christmas gifts in His name, let us remember that He has given us the sun and the moon and the stars, and the earth with its forests and mountains and oceans–and all that lives and move upon them. He has given us all green things and everything that blossoms […]
Why has this happened? Life is not meant to be boredom. Life is not meant to be a suffering. Life is a festival, a celebration, a peak of joy – but that is only in poetry, in dreams, in philosophies. Sometimes a Buddha, a Krishana appears to be in a deep celebration