Meditation plus love is the path.
280. Love.
Truth is never secondhand,
it cannot be transferred.
One has to know it and be it oneself.
That is why all tradition falsifies it,
and all scriptures,
and all words,
and in the end it is nothing
but the soup of Mulla Nasruddin…
But first I must tell you the story.
A relative from the country
came to see Nasruddin and brought a duck.
Nasruddin was grateful,
had the bird cooked, and shared it with the guest.
Presently another visitor arrived.
I am a friend, he said, of the man who gave you the duck.
Nasruddin fed him as well.
This happened several times.
Nasruddin's house had become like a restaurant
for out-of-town visitors.
Everyone was a friend of the friend
of the original donor of the duck.
Finally Nasruddin was exasperated.
One day there was a knock at the door and
a stranger appeared.
I am the friend of the friend of the friend of the man
who brought you the duck from the country, he said.
Come in, said Nasruddin.
They seated themselves at the table
and Nasruddin asked his wife to bring the soup.
When the guest tasted it
it seemed to be nothing more than warm water.
What sort of soup is this? he asked the Mulla.
That, said Nasruddin,
is the soup of the soup of the soup of the soup
of the duck.
281. Love.
Man is not a rational animal,
but only a rationalizing one;
and that is more dangerous than just being irrational.
Give me a shot of bourbon and a shot of water –
said the obviously heavy drinker to the bartender.
When the order was placed before him on the bar
the lush pulled a worm from his pocket
and dropped it into the glass of water.
After watching it swim around for a few seconds
the man drew the worm from the water
and dropped it into the whisky.
It wriggled briefly, then curled up and died.
You see that? said the lush to the bartender.
It proves that if you keep on drinking whisky
you will never have worms.
282. Love.
Life is a sermon;
existence preaches in its own way,
but always indirectly –
and that is the beauty of it.
The harmony in nature teaches,
without any intention,
the lesson of balance in life.
Look at a bird on the wing –
and effortlessly you will go into meditation.
Or listen to its song –
and for no reason your heart will move with it.
And when there is no effort on your part
the meditation goes deep and suddenly transforms you;
and when there is no motivation and you move –
the movement is in the divine.
283. Love.
I know your inner condition
more than you know it yourself
because now your inner is not my outer.
Things that are happening to you unconsciously
and even against your conscious will
because nothing divine can happen to you with your will,
rather, your will is the only barrier.
Say wholeheartedly:
And feel it
and live it.
Come home soon,
I am waiting for you,
and much is waiting to happen to you also.
I know you are skeptical.
That is not bad
but a good beginning to start with.
Wherever there is mind there is skepticism.
Mind
and therefore conflict.
That is the way of the mind
and its nature.
Please do not fight with it
nor be identified with it.
These are the obvious alternatives,
but both are false,
and aspects of the same coin.
You will have to walk in between.
Come and be with me, and you will understand.
284. Dear Mukta.
Love.
Yes, you were related to Yoga Vivek in one of your past lives.
Now many things will be remembered by you soon
because the key is in your hands.
But do not think about them at all,
otherwise your imagination will get mixed up with the memories
and then it will be difficult to know
what is real and what is not.
So always be aware from now on
that you do not think about past lives:
let the memories come up by themselves.
No conscious effort on your part is needed;
on the contrary it will be a great hindrance.
Let the unconscious do the work,
you be just a witness,
and as the meditation goes deeper
many locked doors will be opened to you.
But always remember to wait for the mysteries to reveal themselves.
The seed is broken – and much is to follow.
You need only wait and be a witness.
285. Love.
Just drop yourself into the divine and be purified!
Surrender and be reborn.
Do not resist.
Let go!
286. Love.
See: this is a white paper –
it contains words.
You can look at it as white paper or as words.
Or, listen to the silence which contains a sonata;
you can be aware of the silence or of the sonata.
Or, think of the space which contains a building;
you can be aware of the space or of the building.
Or, imagine an empty house;
you can conceive of it as the walls or as an emptiness.
If you see the words, the building, the sonata and the walls
you are in the mind,
but if you see the white paper or the silence or the space
or the emptiness
then you are in meditation.
287. Love.
From sound to soundlessness is the path.
Intone a sound like A-U-M,
slowly, and as sound enters
soundlessness so do you.
Or: remain in the gap between any two sounds
and you yourself will become soundlessness.
Or: bathe in the continuous sound of a waterfall,
or any other.