every enligtened

Osho
Satyam Shivam Sundram
Truth Godliness Beauty

Every enlightened man has all the flavors of truth

When two enlightened masters criticize each other it brings tremendous joy to those who can understand. Its taste is just unbelievable. They are not enemies, their fight is not of the ego. Their fight has a totally different context.

They fight because they know one thing: that the goal is one, but the paths are many. And each master has to defend his path, knowing perfectly well that the other paths are as valid as his. But if he starts saying that all the paths are valid, he will not have the impact, the influence on his people. The journey is long and he needs absolute trust.

I have told you that the man who is enlightened is satyam, shivam, sunderam. He is the very truth itself; he is not working for any other truth. He is godliness himself; he is not working for any other good. And he is beauty himself; he is not trying to lead you towards some beauty. He is present. You can drink out of his well and be absolutely contented, right now, this very moment.

The moment you are enlightened truth blossoms in you with all the flavors together simultaneously. Every enlightened man is complete and perfect in himself. There is nothing missing in him.

From the place you are, don’t be worried about the actions of people who are existing on a totally different plane. If you really want to understand them, reach to the same consciousness and you will understand without fail.

They may have moved through different paths; they have moved. It is almost
like a mountain: you can move from different directions, you can choose different pathways, you will have different experiences on the way. But when you reach to the top it is the same experience, absolutely the same sweetness, the same fragrance.

You should remember only one word, and that is compassion – compassion for you, compassion for all those who are still not centered in their being, who are still far away from themselves, who have to be called back home.

Remember the art of let go

Osho
Satyam Shivam Sundram
Truth Godliness Bea

Remember the art of let go

Let-go is one of the most beautiful spaces. You simply exist, doing nothing, sitting silently, and the grass grows by itself. You simply enjoy the songs of the birds, the greenness of the trees, the multidimensional, psychedelic colors of the flowers. You don’t have to do anything to experience existence; you have to stop doing. You have to be in an absolutely unoccupied state, with no tensions, with no worries.

In this state of tranquility you come into a certain tuning with the music that surrounds us. You suddenly become aware of the beauty of the sun. There are millions of people who have never enjoyed a sunset, who have never enjoyed a sunrise.

All methods of meditation are nothing but methods to help you to remember the art of let-go. I say remember, because you knew it already. And you know it still, but that knowledge is being repressed by the society.

There are a few moments when, without being aware, you are in a let-go. For example, when you are really laughing – a belly laughter, not just from the head, but from your belly – you are relaxed without your knowing, you are in a let-go. That’s why laughter is so health-giving. There is no other medicine which can help you more in attaining well-being.

I can observe every day:
you go on becoming more and more relaxed, as if you are not listening to a talk, but listening to soft music, not to words but to my silences.

If you cannot experience a let-go in my presence here, it will be very difficult for you to find it anywhere else. But there are moments when you are swimming. If you are really a swimmer you can manage just to float, not to swim, and you will find tremendous let-go – just going with the river, not even making any movement against the current, becoming part of the current.

You have to gather experiences of let-go from different sources, and soon you will have the whole secret in your hands. And it is one of the most fundamental things, particularly for my people. It will free you, from the workaholic conditioning.

A quality

Osho
Satyam Shivam Sundram
Truth Godliness Beauty

A quality which is immeasurable

Perfection is intrinsic to a circle and the same is the law about love. You cannot love less, and you cannot love more – because it is not a quantity. It is a quality which is immeasurable.

So the first thing is to make a clear-cut distinction between lust and love. Lust is a blind passion; love is the fragrance of a silent, peaceful, meditative heart. Love has nothing to do with biology or chemistry or hormones. Love is the flight of your consciousness to higher realms, beyond matter and beyond body. The moment you understand love as something transcendental, then love is no
more a fundamental question.

Love is a by-product of a rising consciousness. It is just like a fragrance of a flower. Don’t search for it in the roots; it is not there. Your biology is your roots; your consciousness is your flowering.

As you become more and more an open lotus of consciousness, you will be surprised – taken aback – with a tremendous experience which can only be called love. You are so full of joy, so full of bliss, each fiber of your being is dancing with ecstasy. You are just like a rain cloud that wants to rain and
shower. The moment you are overflowing with bliss, a tremendous longing arises in you, to share it.

That sharing is love.

Love is a by-product... when the spring comes and you suddenly start flowering, blossoming, and you release your potential fragrance. Sharing that fragrance, sharing that grace, sharing that beautitude is love.

First you have to be full of light, and full of delight – so full that you start overflowing. That overflowing energy is love. Then love is known as the greatest perfection in the world. It is never less, and never more.

Learn the art

Osho

Satyam Shivam Sundram
Truth Godliness Beauty

Learn the art of living with the eternal

To go on remembering that you are ignorant is to go on remembering that the night is not over and your morning has not yet come – that you have to go a long way still before the darkness will disappear and you will see the first signs on the horizon of the sun rising with all its colors and all its beauty and all its blessings.

The curious is interested only in information.
The disciple is interested in knowledge.
The devotee is interested in transformation.
He is not contented to know the truth; he will be contented only when he becomes the truth.

And in fact it is just poverty of language that I have to use the word ‘becoming’. No one ever becomes the truth, because everyone is already the truth. Truth is your very being, not your becoming. It is not a process, it is not a path that has to be traveled, it is not some faraway goal that you have to reach.

Truth is something in your innermost being that has always been there from eternity to eternity whether you know it or not. Whether you realize it or not, whether you recognize it or not, it does not matter; it is there.

The devotee does not become the truth, he discovers that he is the truth. And this discovery is the greatest discovery possible for human consciousness.

The most glorious moment on the path comes when your whole interest and passion becomes concentrated on a single point of discovering yourself, of discovering that you have always been, you are, even in this moment, and irrespective of whether you understand or not, you will remain always your authentic, your essential, your existential being. It contains all:
Satyam, shivam, sundram.

The truth, the godliness and the tremendous beauty that arises from the recognition of your being truth, of your being part of a divine existence. Your every gesture becomes a dance, your every silence becomes a song, your words become aflame with a new fire, with a new light – your whole life becomes a source of a magnetic force.

Somthing more and all

Osho

Satyam Shivam Sundram

Truth Godliness Beauty

My words say something.
My silences say more.
My presence says all.

If you can be in tune with my presence, if my heartbeats can become your heartbeats, only then you will understand my words and the transcendental meaning that surrounds them but becomes visible only to those who drink from my well. Otherwise, to the outsider, it remains invisible.

You have to become an insider. You have to taste the presence of a master, of a mystic. Only then you know that man is not just what you see in the world; man contains worlds beyond worlds, skies beyond skies.

A mystic is a window into the ultimate, a finger pointing to the moon.

Truth Good Beauty

Osho
Satyam Shivam Sundram
Truth Godliness Beauty

Satyam Shivam Sundram
satyam, the truth; shivam, the good, the divine; and sundram, the beauty.

Truth is the experience, shivam is the action that comes out of the experience, and beauty is the flowering of consciousness of the man who has experienced truth.

The mystic is a lover, not a knower. His path is of love, not of knowledge. Love is his God, not logic. Through his love he has come to realize three things: satyam, shivam, sundram – the truth, the godliness of existence and the tremendous beauty... the unbelievable poetry, the song of the silence, the music without songs.


These three words. They are the most beautiful words ever uttered by anyone,
and they reveal the very essence of the ultimate reality – satyam, shivam, sundram.

Un Copo de Nieve

Un copo de nieve disolviendose en el aire puro

Bassui, un maestro zen, escribió la siguiente carta a uno de sus
discípulos que estaba agonizando:

"La esencia de tu mente es nonata, por lo que nunca morirá.

No es una existencia, que es perecedera. No es un vacuidad, que es un mero vacío. Carece de color y forma. No disfruta de placeres ni sufre dolores.

"Sé que estás muy enfermo. Como buen estudiante zen, te enfrentas a la enfermedad cara a cara. Puede que no sepas exactamente quién está sufriendo, pero pregúntate a ti mismo: ¿Cuál es la esencia de esta mente? piensa únicamente en eso. No necesitas más. No desees nada.

Tu fin, que es infinito, es un copo de nieve disolviéndose en el aire puro."