Послания любви. 365 писем Ошо - Бхагаван Шри Раджниш (Ошо) Путь мистика

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through one, the end is all.

      The love that unites you with everything,

      with nothing excluded, I call religion,

      and the love that stops anywhere I call sin.

      32. Love.

      I received your letter;

      I have been waiting for it ever since I returned.

      But how sweet it is to wait!

      Life itself is a waiting!

      Seeds wait to sprout,

      rivers to reach the ocean.

      What does man wait for?

      He too is the seed for some tree,

      a river for some ocean.

      Whoever looks deep inside

      finds that a longing for the endless and boundless

      is his very being.

      And whoever recognizes this

      begins his journey towards God

      because who can be thirsty and not look for water?

      This has never happened and never will!

      Where there is longing,

      there is thirst for attainment.

      I want to make everyone aware of this thirst.

      I want to convert everyone’s life into a waiting.

      The life that has turned into a waiting for God

      is the true life.

      All other ways of life are just a waste, a disaster.

      33. Love.

      I received your letter.

      Its poetry filled my heart.

      It is said that poetry is born out of love.

      In your letter I saw this happen.

      Where there is love

      the whole existence becomes a poem;

      the flowers of life bloom under the light of love.

      It is strange that you ask

      why my heart holds so much love for you.

      Can love ever be caused?

      If it is,

      can it be called love?

      Oh, my mad friend! love is always uncaused!

      This is its mystery,

      and its purity.

      Love is divine

      and belongs to the kingdom of God

      because it is uncaused.

      As for me

      l am filled with love

      as a lamp is filled with light.

      To see this light one needs eyes.

      You have those eyes so you saw the light.

      The credit is yours, not mine.

      34. Love.

      I never imagined that you would write

      such a loving letter!

      And you say that you are uneducated!

      There is no knowledge greater than love,

      and those who lack love – these are the true illiterates,

      because the heart is the real thing in life,

      not the intellect.

      Bliss and light spring from the heart,

      not from the mind, and you have so much heart – that is enough!

      Can there be a better witness of this than me?

      I am surprised that you write asking me

      to point out any mistakes you have made.

      So far on earth, love has not made one mistake.

      All mistakes happen through lack of love,

      in fact this for me is the only mistake in life.

      Writing to you: May God make you envious of me

      was no mistake.

      I would like the bliss that has arisen in my heart

      to make you thirst for it more and more.

      Queen of Mewal!

      there is no reason for you to worry about it!

      35. Love.

      It was just this time of night, two days ago

      that I left you at Chittor.

      I can see now

      the love and bliss filling your eyes.

      The secret of all prayer and worship

      is hidden in the overflow of those tears.

      They are sacred.

      God fills the heart of those he blesses

      with tears of love,

      and what to say about the calamity of those

      whose hearts are filled instead with thorns of hate?

      Tears flowing in love

      are offerings of flowers at the feet of God

      and the eyes from which they flow

      are blessed with divine vision.

      Only eyes filled with love can see God.

      Love is the only energy

      that transcends the inertia of nature

      and takes one to the shores of ultimate awareness.

      I think that by the time this letter reaches you

      you will already have left for Kashidham.

      I don’t know how your journey was

      but I hope it passed in song and laughter.

      Give my kind respects to everyone there.

      I am waiting for your promised letters.

      1966

      36. Love.

      I was very happy to meet you the other day.

      I felt the stirrings of your heart and the longing of your soul.

      You have not yet flowered as you were born to:

      the seed is ready to sprout and the soil is right.

      You will not have long to wait.

      But now you have to work with great determination.

      It is only a matter of starting the journey,

      God’s gravitational pull does the rest.

      37. Love.

      It is good that you are forgetting the past –

      it will open up an altogether new dimension of life.

      To live completely in the present is freedom.

      The past does not exist apart from memory

      and nor does the future apart from castles in the air.

      What is, is always present,

      and if you start living unreservedly in the present

      you live in God.

      Once you are free of past and future

      the mind turns empty and peaceful,

      its waves die down

      and what is left is limitless, endless.

      This is the ocean of truth –

      and may your river reach it!

      P.S. I shall probably go to Ahmedabad in January,

      can

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