Everything being and becoming is a celebration of the spirit of love.
Where even their most morbid thinking, thoughts of death, not one thing would erase this great memory, this lone desire for that loving face.
That single face! The one which holds alone pure kindness and surrender! Perhaps no body member despite the heart can lift itself in such delight and grace
To open fully, innocent, to feel better and let go, let your mind go to the happiness you know; join us, in this great cosmic kiss perhaps no body member despite the heart can lift itself in such delight and grace
One approach to the grief of self-betrayal is to dramatize it, to make it into a dance, a song, or a play, glorifying the sadness and the pain. Another common way is to deny the grief, to push it down out of sight, to numb or deaden ourselves. It doesn't matter which we choose, the grief remains. The loss of being true to ourselves is still present.
We spend much time and energy accumulating powers, objects, and knowledge in order to avoid experiencing this core grief. Perhaps this avoidance is the real genesis of human suffering.
This dance is one of suffering, misery, and frantic absurdity. If you are at least somewhat exhausted from it, it is a good sign. In your willingness to keep dancing, to keep going and going, you lose the ability to stop and rest. To stop and rest means to turn and face what has been avoided by the dancing: the grief of turning away from the awakened innocent heart of your own being!
Judgment is ugly — it hurts people. On the one hand you go on hurting them, and wounding them, and on the other hand you want their love, their respect. It is impossible. You love them, respect them, and perhaps your love and respect may help them to change many of their weaknesses, many of their failures — because love will give them new energy, a new meaning, a new strength. - Osho
Except for man, nobody lies. A rosebush cannot lie. It has to produce roses; it cannot produce marigolds — it cannot deceive. It is not possible for it to be otherwise than it is. Except for man, the whole existence lives in truth. Truth is the religion of the whole existence — except for man.
And the moment a man also decides to become part of existence, truth becomes his religion. – Osho