Life is dialectical, that is why it is not logical. Logic means that the opposite is really opposite, and life always implies the opposite in itself. In life the opposite is not really the opposite, it is the complementary. Without it nothing is possible. For example, life exists because of death. If there is no […]
In Arabia there has been a woman, a Sufi mystic, Rabiya al-Adabiya… Sufis are one of the best products of all the religions. There is no comparison. And in Sufism there is no one compared with Rabiya al-Adabiya. She is at the very top. A Sufi woman who was known for her very eccentric behavior.
In deep gratefulness, sing the song, dance the dance that is waiting deep inside your being to be expressed. I have heard…. Once upon a time, an angel came to earth to see man and his world, because he had heard so many stories of man’s splendour that he could not resist his curiosity. The
A day comes when this whole existence is your beloved. That is our potential. And anybody who is not achieving it is wasting his life. Yes, you will have to lose a few things, but they are worthless. You will be gaining so much that you will never think again of what you have lost.
Buddha was speaking one evening. An emperor had come to listen to his discourse. He was sitting just opposite to Buddha. While listening to Buddha, the emperor kept shaking his big toe. Buddha stopped speaking and started staring at the emperor’s toe. The emperor became conscious, uncomfortable and embarrassed. People around him started wondering what
WHAT ARE YOU DOING AND WHY? HOW IS IT DIFFERENT FROM WHAT WE ARE DOING AND WHY? I am not doing anything at all. I am not interested in any goal, in any plan, in any future. I am simply living moment to moment, spontaneously. Just as the flowers are there in the garden, doing
(Pavitra Rishta is Pure Relationship) Kabir is a nobody, a man of the masses, very poor, very ordinary, with no education at all, with no culture. And that is his rarity. Why do I call it his rarity? Because to be ordinary in the world is the most extraordinary thing. He was very ordinary —
On a bumpy village road filled with pebbles and potholes, a noisy bus dashed through blowing dust behind it and shaking all passengers seated and some standing. An old man was sitting with a bunch of fresh flowers in his hand. The fragrance of those lovely flowers was spreading around making the uncomfortable journey bearable.
WHY CAN’T I HEAR YOU? AM I DEAF? You are not deaf. And you also hear me, but you are not listening. And you don’t know the distinction between hearing and listening. Anybody who has ears can hear, but it is not necessary that he will be able to listen. For listening, something more is
“From where do you come, and to where are you going? Let us be very particular about it.” That is the work of a Master: to remind the disciple from where he comes and to where he is going. Otherwise, people go on moving with the crowd… wherever others are going. People remain imitators; people
