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No other work exists apart from his.

You just live in God, that’s all,

and the rest happens by itself.

Jesus said: First seek ye the Kingdom of God,

then all else will be added unto you.

I say the same.

But the mind of man seeks all else first,

so what is bound to happen, happens –

nothing else is gained,

and he even loses whatever he had.

99. Love.

The fragrance of sannyas

has to be spread around the world.

Religions, like gaols,

have imprisoned the flower of sannyas too

within their great walls.

Hence the sannyasin has to say now:

I belong to no religion – all religions are mine.

It was a terrible mistake

to tear sannyas away from the world.

It has become bloodless.

And the world without sannyas has lost its life.

A new bridge has to be built between the two.

Sannyas has to be given back its blood,

and the world, its soul.

Sannyas has to be returned to sansara,

fearless and unattached:

in the world yet not of it,

in the crowds, yet alone!

And the world has to be brought to sannyas too,

fearless and unattached.

Then sannyas will be a real sannyas

and not an escape from the world.

It will be sannyas and in the world.

Only then can that bridge of gold be built

joining the seen with the unseen,

the form with the formless.

Commit yourself to this great work,

join in the building of this great bridge!

100. Love.

Even the impossible is not impossible if resolution is there,

and even the possible becomes impossible

if one lacks will.

The world we live in is our own creation.

The time gap between sowing

and reaping creates confusion.

Because cause and effect are so separated the mind fails to understand

what would otherwise be obvious.

Nothing is fragmented or disconnected.

The missing links are always there if you look deeply.

Understanding the life process opens the door to peace.

The light lies close by, waiting for the seeker.

101. Love.

I am glad to receive your letter.

You have the strength within

but you don’t know about it.

To find it you need a catalyst.

The day you realize all this you will laugh,

but until then I am prepared to be your catalyst.

I am already laughing and just waiting

for the day you can join

in this cosmic laughter.

See! Krishna is laughing! Buddha is laughing!

Listen! The earth and heaven are laughing!

But man is weeping for he doesn’t know what he is.

What a joke! What a game!

Emperors go on begging

and fish in the ocean are thirsty!

102. Love.

Existence is a play of sun and shade

of hope and despair,

of happiness and sorrow,

of life and death.

So existence is duality –

a tension of opposite poles,

a music of contrary notes.

To know it,

to recognize it,

to experience it as such,

is to go beyond it.

This transcendence is the real sadhana,

the real achievement.

The key to this transcendence

is the witness state.

Bid good-bye to the doer,

live in the witness state.

Watch the drama.

Don’t drown in it,

rather be drowned in observing.

Then happiness and sorrow,

birth and death,

remain just a play;

they do not affect you,

they cannot affect you.

All error, all ignorance, comes from identification.

103. Love.

I received your letter.

It is good to know that your mother’s death

has made you consider your own.

One has to go through the awareness of death

to reach deathlessness.

The thrust of death goes deep

but the mind cunningly goes on evading it.

Don’t evade it,

don’t console yourself –

any kind of consolation is a suicide.

Let yourself feel the wound of death completely:

wake up and live with it!

This will be hard

but revolution always is.

Death is,

it is there always,

but we forget about it.

Every day death is there,

every moment.

104. Love.

I received your letter.

So many questions!

To answer them I would have to write a book

bigger than the Mahabharata!

But even then you would not get your answers

because some questions others can never answer –

your answers lie deep within your own life.

And some questions have no answers

because they are wrong questions

for which no answers can be found.

As the search continues

these questions always gradually drop away.

Then there are some questions which are right questions

but have no answers at all.

They have to be experienced deep within oneself.

105. Love.

Do not desire bliss

because that desire gets in the way.

Live life unchained to desire

and without an eye on a goal.

Live free!

Live from moment to moment!

And don’t be afraid, be free of fear

because there is nothing to lose –

and nothing to gain

– and the moment you realize this

the totality of life is attained.

But never approach the gates of life as a beggar,

never go begging,

for those gates never open to beggars!

106. Love.

It brings me happiness to bear witness to your new birth.

You have worked for it over many lives

and now the boat flows rightly,

I can rest assured about you.

Once I made you a promise

and this is now fulfilled.

It is your turn to fulfill your part of the promise;

make sure you don’t miss the chance.

Time is short

and I may not be able to be with you again.

Muster your whole will,

take the oars in your hands

and begin the journey that is infinite.

You have wasted much time sitting on the banks;

now the winds are favorable.

This I know,

and that’s why I am pushing you off

the banks so earnestly.

God’s grace is showering –

be open to it and let it in.

Dance it and drink it in!

With such nectar at hand will you still stay thirsty?

107. Love.

What is sought totally is always attained.

Thoughts, when concentrated,

become things.

As the river finds the ocean,

thirsty souls find the temple of God.

But the thirst must be intense

and the work tireless

and the waiting without end

and the calling with the whole heart.

And all this thirst, work, waiting, calling –

are contained in one small word

and that word is prayer.

But praying cannot be performed,

it is not an act,

you can only be in it.

It is a feeling,

it is the soul,

it is a surrender of oneself

without words or demands.

Leave yourself to the unknown

and accept whatever comes.

Whatever God makes of you – accept it,

and if he breaks you, accept that too.

108. Love.

My blessings on your new birth

– sannyas is a new birth,

in oneself, by oneself, of oneself.

It is also a death,

not an ordinary death but the great death.

It is the death of all that you were up until yesterday.

And what you are now –

that too must keep dying every moment

so that the new can be born and born and born again.

Now you will not remain you even for a moment.

You have to die and be reborn every moment –

this is the only sadhana.

Live like a river, not like a pond.

The pond is a householder;

the river, a sannyasin.

109. Love.

The temple of God is open only

to a dancing, singing, happy heart.

A sad heart cannot enter there

so avoid sadness.

Fill your heart with color

as vivid as a peacock –

and for no reason.

He who has reason to be happy is not really happy.

Dance and sing –

not for others,

not for a reason,

just dance for dancing’s sake;

sing for singing’s sake;

then one’s whole life becomes divine

and only then becomes prayer.

To live so is to be free.

110. Love.

I am glad to get your letter.

The moment of the inward revolution is near

but first you have to go through the birth pangs.

Nothing hurts more than this giving birth to oneself

but what comes after it is life’s greatest bliss.

So, longing, waiting, prayer –

take these for your sadhana.

Everything else is fine.

My regards to all.

111. Love.

As the birds sing each morning at sunrise,

the heart fills with song at the dawn of meditation.

As flowers bloom in spring,

the soul is drenched in fragrance

as meditation is born.

As everything glistens green beneath the rain,

consciousness shines with many colors

as meditation showers.

All this and much more takes place,

and this is only the beginning.

Ultimately everything goes;

fragrance, color, light, music –

everything disappears.

And an inner space, like the sky, appears –

empty, formless, without quality.

Wait for that. Long for that.

The signs are good, so do not waste even a moment.

Go on! I am always with you.

112. Love.

Thirst is good,

longing is good, an aching heart is good,

because he comes through the vale of tears.

Weep so much

that only the tears remain, not you.

If the tears alone remain

and he who weeps vanishes

then God comes by himself.

That is why I let you go, not stopping you.

I knew you would regret it –

but this regret is good.

I knew you would weep

but these tears have their usefulness –

can there be a profounder prayer than tears?

113. Love.

What is truth?

This much at least can be said:

It cannot be defined.

So forget about all definitions,

drop all evaluations and interpretations –

these are all mind games,

all creatures of thought.

What is, is beyond the mind.

Thoughts are as unaware of reality

as the waves are of the peace of the lake.

With waves

the lake loses its tranquillity;

when the lake is calm

then the waves cannot exist.

One has to know that-which-is.

Its interpretation is very different from knowing it.

Interpretations take one astray –

they are as illusory as scarecrows.

The seeker of truth has to be wary of words.

Words are not the truth,

truth cannot be words.

Truth is an experience,

truth is reality,

and the path to it is neti, neti –

neither this nor that.

Drop explanations,

drop definitions,

drop scriptures and doctrines,

remember neti, neti – not this, not that!

Then drop I and thou

and say neti, neti.

What is left manifest in the emptiness –

that is truth,

and that alone is.

All else is dream.

114. Love.

The decision to take sannyas is propitious –

and sadhana follows decision like a shadow.

Seeds have to be sown in the mind as well;

there too – as we sow we reap.

The way has to be carved out of the mind too.

The temple of God is close

but the mind is like a dense forest

we have to hack our way through to reach it.

The first steps have to be taken from where you are.

Even for a long journey

the first steps have to be taken just close by,

and in every journey,

not only that towards truth,

the beginning is not different from the end –

they are two ends of the same span,

two poles of the same entity.

Yet often you cannot guess from the first step

where you will end up;

those first steps may seem quite unrelated to the last!

Charles Catering recollects this interesting incident:

Once I bet a friend

that if I bought him a birdcage to hang in his sitting-room

he would have to buy a bird.

The friend laughed and said

he could keep a cage without a bird –

there was nothing to it!

He accepted the bet

and I bought him a beautiful cage from Switzerland

which he hung in his sitting-room.

Naturally, the inevitable happened –

life has its own logic.

Whosoever saw the cage

immediately sympathized with him,

asking:

When did your bird die?

He would answer: I never had a bird.

Then they would say: So why the empty cage?

Finally he got sick and tired of explaining

and went and bought a bird.

When I asked him about it he said:

It was easier to buy the bird and lose the bet

than to explain things to each and everyone

from morn till night.

And also,

seeing this empty cage hanging there

day in and day out, my mind kept repeating:

The bird! The bird! The bird!

So, if you hang commitment like a cage in the mind

it won’t be long before the bird of sadhana comes!

115. Love.

Man lives not in reality but in dreams.

Each mind creates a world of its own which exists nowhere.

During the day as well as the night

the mind is swamped in dreams.

When the dreams become too much, too intense,

insanity results.

To be clear and healthy is to be without dreams.

Once, the president of a country went

to inspect the nation’s largest lunatic asylum.

The director took him to a room and told him:

In this room, the inmates suffer from car-phobia.

The president, curious, looked through the window.

But there is nobody there, he said.

They are all there, sir – under the beds repairing cars,

the director replied.

Everyone is lying under their dreams in the same way.

If this president had looked within, what would he have found?

Is not every capital a great madhouse?

But one cannot see one’s own madness – this is a sure trait of madness.

When someone starts doubting himself, seeing his madness,

know well that the time has come for his insanity to go.