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[NOTE: This is an unedited tape transcript of an unpublished darshan diary, which has been copy-typed on to the computer. It is for reference purposes only.]


The lotus represents
The ultimate unfolding of consciousness.
The lotus is the biggest flower in the world
And in the East the most respected flower
For two reasons/
One: it grows in the mud, in the dirty mud.
One cannot conceive that out of such dirty mud
Such a beautiful flower is possible.
Hence it represents something in man.
Man ordinarily is nothing but dirt
Just dirty mud
But hidden in it is the possibility
Of a lotus flower.
So just don't condemn the dirt
And don't condemn ordinary humanity.


Secondly: the lotus grows in water.
Out of dirty mud it rises and floats on the water.
It has a very miraculous quality:
It is so velvety that the water cannot touch it.
It remains in the water
But remains untouched by the water.


That is the quality of a sannyasin.
A sannyasin has to live in the world.
Where else to live?
There is no other world, this is the only world.
One has to live here and yet
One can live like a lotus, untouched, unaffected.
Pleasure comes, pain comes,
One simply watches and everything passes by.
Pleasure passes by, pain also passes by.
Soon you realise that nothing remains
Only you abide.
The consciousness abides, your witnessing abides.
That is your true self,
That is your real being that abides.
Everything else is like a cloud coming and going
You are the sun. Many clouds will come and go
Don't be affected by them.
The day you don't cling to pleasure
And you are not afraid of pain and
You take both as if they are the same...
In fact they are
They are two aspects of the same coin.
When you are absolutely indifferent to both
Whatsoever comes you accept
Whatsoever goes you say good-by to.
When it comes you say hello
When it goes you say goodbye
Then you are a real sannyasin.


Once Picasso was asked the meaning of one
Of gis paintings that he was just finishing.
He remained silent for a few moments
Then he took the hand of the man
Who had asked the question, a great critic,
Took him outside the house in the garden
Pointed to a rose, and said
'What meaning does the rose have?'
Of course the critic said
'There is no meaning in a rose.'
And Picasso said ;If the rose can exist
Without any meaning why can't my paintings
Exist without any meaning at all?
If god can create things with no meaning
Why can't I create things in the same way?'


It is a beautiful anecdote, of tremendous import.
A rose is beautiful, but it has no meaning
In the sense that a commodity has meaning.
It is not a commodity, it has
No utilitarian purpose, it is non-utilitarian.
You can enjoy it.
But it is not bread, it is not butter
You cannot live on it.
It is sheer joy to see it
There is no end to it; it is an end unto itself.
And that's how life is.
It is not a means to anything else
It is an end unto itself.
It exists for no other purpose
It simply exists.


God creates non-purposively
He creates because he cannot help it.
He is creativity, he is overflowing energy.
He is delight, he delights in playing with things.
This whole existence is his leela, his play.
And that's how a sannyasin has to look at life
And at himself too
With the joy af a poet, a painter, a musician
Not with the eyes of a businessman.
Once you can see life
An having no purpose at all,
Just being for its own sake,
You enter into a world of tremendous celebration.
Then it is all dance and all song and all joy.
That's how my sannyasins have to look at life.


Bela is another flower, one of the most fragrant. It is an eastern flower. It happens only in a hot climate. The hotter the climate, the more fragrant are the flowers. The colder the climate, the less fragrant are the flowers. In fact, many western flowers have no perfume. The cold does not allow their perfume to be released. A certain heat is needed. And the same is true about man. A certain effort that creates heat in you is needed to release your perfume, your fragrance.
It is not just accidental that many more Buddhas happen in the East than in the West. It is the same law. It is just as flowers are more fragrant in the East than in the West. The sun is hotter, it releases the energies of the flowers. In a cold country, in a cold climate, people are bound to become materialistic because they have to protect their bodies, otherwise the cold will kill them. They have to remain so concerned about the body that they become body-oriented. In a hotter climate people need not worry about the body too much; they can live naked. Now, one cannot conceive of a Mahavira happening in the West -- he lived naked. It is possible in India. In fact, to wear clothes in India is uncomfortable, to be naked is far more luxurious.
The East became more and more concerned about something more inner than the body, because the body was not a problem and life was very secure and safe. The climate was such and the soil was so fertile that just a little effort was needed. India is poor today for the simple reason, that the population has grown beyond its capacities. In Buddha's time there were only two crore people in India; now there are seventy-crore -- almost fifty times more, and the earth is the same. So people were very easily happy with their physical life, there was no problem about it. Even just fifty years ago it was the routine thing that only one man in the whole family would earn and the whole family would live without earning. It was enough. People were satisfied with small comforts, their needs were not many, hence their whole consciousness turned inwards. They started making efforts to reach their innermost core.
Bela is an eastern flower just as religion is an eastern flower. Science is a western flower. Science can happen only in a cold climate where people have to struggle with nature, fight with nature. In the East nature was very very co-operative. There was no problem to fight; the idea has never existed. Books like The Conquest of Nature  have never been written in India. The very idea was thought to be absurd. It is not a question of conquering . Nature was already giving so much that people were thankful. But in a cold climate you have to fight, struggle. And the struggle is so long, that it makes your whole consciousness focussed on the poverty. But now it is possible that the East and West can meet. That's what is happening here. Now for the first time it is possible that the earth can become one. Now religion can even grow in the West and science can grow in the East. Remember Bela as representative of the eastern fragrance, the fragrance of Buddha, Mahavira, Krishna, Kabira. The message is to make a total effort to awaken yourself. That very effort creates the heat, the right heat, the right temperature in which the fragrance is released.


Just one Champak flower is enough
To make the whole house full of fragrance.
Just one flower in the garden
And the whole garden will be perfumed.
And it is a small flower.
Appearance-wise it is not beautiful at all
Appearance-wise it is very ordinary.
But don't be deceived by appearances.


It is said that Jesus was not a beautiful man
In fact he was an ugly man.
Many people simply laughed at his ugliness.
They missed the point, they could not see deeper.
If you come across the champak flower
You will see a very ordinary flower
Not worth looking at twice.
But it is the most precious of flowers.
It contains the greatest perfume possible.


So always remember: the appearance
Is not the real determining factor in life.
The container is of no importance
But the content is.
The body may be ordinary, homely, and yet
It may have a soul which is beyond comprehension.
The body may be very beautiful
And bay be utterly empty, with no soul at all.
This will happen many times in your life
You will come across beautiful people
Who have no souls at all
And you will come across people who are very homely
But have tremendous qualities.
Never be deceived by appearances.
Always look deeper, search deeper.
Look at the centre, not at the circumferences.
And the same is true about yourself too:
Don't be too concerned
About the circumference and its decorations.
Think of the centre
Of whether there is a centre or not.
If there is not then create it
Because to live without a centre
Is not to live at all.
Life begins only when a centre has arisen.
And not everybody has got a centre, remember.
A centre has to be created by tremendous effort.


That's what sannyas is all about.


Man is not mortal, he only appears to be.
The appearance is because of the body.
The body is born and one day dies.
Whatsoever begins ends
But there is something within you
Which never begins and never ends.
That's your reality, that's your being.
It is immortal.
There is no way for it to die.
It can't commit suicide.
Death does not exist for it
Just as darkness does not exist for light.
The moment you know yourself
You know that there is no death.
And in knowing it one is freed from all fear
One is freed from all agony, anguish, anxiety.
Knowing this one knows 'I am part of god.'
And that is the ultimate realisation.
Without it there is no fulfilment, no flowering.
Life remains empty.


Be as wide as god himself.
Believe in no limitations, in no boundaries
In no adjectives:
Christian, Hindu, Mohammedan
Jewish, Indian, Chinese, Japanese.
Drop all limitations.
Feel more and more just a pure consciousness
And your horizons will become wider and wider.
A moment comes when you are as big as god himself
Because you are pure consciousness.
Pure consciousness is another name for god.


But we cling to narrow limits
We cling to our prison cells.
We think that these walls that surround us
Are very secure.
Outside the walls there seems to be insecurity
So we don't go out, we remain in our black holes.
Small black holes...
That's what our life has become.
And we go on crawling and fighting
And quarrelling with each other for small things
While the infinite waits to receive us.
God waits to welcome us.
He is ready to take you into his very heart.
But you don't listen to the message of the vast
Of the oceanic
You remain with your small holes
Clinging out of fear
Afraid of insecurity and safety
And believing that these are not prison cells
That these are beautiful palaces.
And you have decorated the walls.
You have painted the walls
You have made it a little bit comfortable there.


But howsoever comfortable it is
A prison is a prison.
It may even be luxurious
But a prison is a prison.


One has to know the unlimited sky
Only then does one know what truth is.


Everybody is born only semi-precious.
But by becoming a sannyasin
You are moving towards becoming really precious!
Just a few things which have gathered
Around the real jewel will have to be dropped.
They are clinging to the real jewel
And we think that they are part of it.
They are not part of it; they may be just mud.
They may have been with the jewel for centuries
They have become almost a part of it.


My work here is to make you aware
Of what is real in you and what is unreal in you
What is essential in you
And what is accidental in you.
Once you are aware
Of the essential and the non-essential
Then the non-essential can be dropped easily.
There is no problem.
In fact the moment you know
That it is non-essential
It drops of its own accord.
The very seeing becomes a transformation.
The very understanding brings its own revolution.
There is no revolution apart from understanding.
Everybody comes here as a semi-precious jewel
And we start hammering and cutting.
The work is hard in the beginning.
It hurts too, it is painful.
But if you are ready to go through the process
One day only that which is real
That which is eternal will be left
And all else will disappear.
That day you have discovered yourself.
And the whole life
Is nothing but a pilgrimage to self-discovery.
In discovering oneself one discovers bliss
One discovers truth, one discovers beauty.
One discovers all the splendours
And  the glories of existence.
And ultimately one discovers god.


Nobody is born noble.
The whole idea of aristocracy is sheer nonsense.
One hat to achieve it, one is not born with it.
It is an art to be learned.
One has to be reborn
Only then does one become noble.
One has to become full of light, awareness, love
Then is one noble.
Ordinarily people are so full of poisons
All kinds of poisons
How can they be noble?
Whether they are born in a poor family
Or a very famous family
It doesn't matter -- they are all unconscious
The poor as well as the rich
The anonymous as well as the royal ones.
But one can become noble.


Sannyas is an effort to bring
A new life to you
A release of new energy
Which is potentially there but dormant.
It has to be made dynamic.
It is almost frozen; it has to be heated up
Through love and warmth so that it can melt.
People are ordinarily ice-cold in their being.
Their smiles are pretensions.
Deep down they are dead, deadly cold.
Unless your being starts warming up
You are not noble.
And the moment your being warms up
You are full of prayer
Full of love for the whole.
You are full of gratitude to god.
That warmth brings thousands of rewards.
It is the true beginning
The beginning of a real, authentic life.


A humble heart
Is the very essence of religiousness.
But beware of one thing:
That is false humility.
There are thousands of people
Who are deceived by  it.
It is better not to be humble
Than to be humble in a pseudo way
Because the person who is not mumble
Sooner or later will have to recognize
That all his suffering is coming from his ego
And for how long can you cling to something
Which goes on giving you suffering? For how long?
The more intelligent you are
The sooner you will drop out of it.


The pseudo humbleness can recreate trouble
For you because it hides the ego
It covers up the ego.
It is like covering your wound with a rose flower
So you don't see the pus
And the stink of the wound
You see the flower
The beauty and the fragrance of the flower.
And meanwhile the wound goes on deepening
Meanwhile the wound is turning into a cancer.
The pseudo-humbleness is created, cultivated.
It is ego standing on its head, upside down.
That's what is being taught
By all the organised religions:
Be humble, try to be humble
Learn manners, etiquette that help you to be humble.
But this is all from the outside.


My effort here is that your heart should open up.
You should not cultivate
The quality of humbleness.
It should be a by-product when your heart opens up.
It comes of its own accord.
A cultivated humbleness is not humbleness at all;
It is just its opposite.
It is not a friend
It is a foe hiding itself as a friend
Hence it is more dangerous than the foe itself.


Real humbleness
Comes through silence, meditativeness, awareness.
It has nothing to do with humbleness directly
It always comes as a consequence.
Be more and more meditative
Silent, alert, watchful
And many things will come
In the wake of your meditativeness.
Humbleness will be the first guest.
Then it is true
And then it has a beauty of its own.


Light is synonymous with god.
The whole existence is made of light.
That has been the experience
Of all the mystics down the ages.
Now even physicists agree with it
In their own way.
They also say existence
Consists of electricity, electrons.
Electrons are nothing but light, pure light.
This is the first time
That mystics and physicists agree an one point.
They have come to the conclusion
Through different directions
Totally different, diametrically opposite.
But how long can you avoid the truth?
If the truth is there
And your search is authentic
Sooner or later you are bound to discover it.
Your path may be physics, it may be mysticism
It may be poetry, it may be music
It may be meditation.
Whatsoever path you have been following
If your search is true, if you are really a seeker
Who is ready to risk all
Then one day you are bound to discover the truth.


Now this is the truth: we are made of light
But we live in darkness, we all live in darkness
We stumble in darkness.
This is very strange: we are made of light



			

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