We all bow to a “god”, the god of respectability. Looking good, being well thought of, getting respect. ((Even animals pretend, just watch your cat… their survival depends on looking good to you… so they pretend…
To be authentic, no need to pretend, willing to be seen, warts an all, is more human, it is in the direction of evolution.))
And while you give your life to respectability, your life sours, your dreams die, you stop knowing who you are, where you are, what YOU want, what YOU want to do with your life.
Most are stuck there, but some (you?) yearn to know and live in harmony with who they are… but how do you go about it?
Bad news: you can only get to your true self, to your inner beauty, your inner goodness, your inner truth through wading through the ugly, the nasty, and the mountain of lies.
Good news: What you need to wade through is a certain amount of ugly… 30, 50, 70? Depends on you…
There is a finite amount, though it is still a small army o
In this whole series, Osho examines a piece of poem or a story from a world culture that is spiritually meaningful. This poem is Japanese. Osho distinguishes being in the present, not being in the past, not being in the future, not desiring the present different from what it is.
Recently I found myself finding my life blah. So I set out to regain my will to live… because with blah comes no will to leave, much like when you are forced to eat tasteless food, you lose your will to eat.
All children are empathic. And all children must abandon empathy because of the pretense of their parents and care-givers.
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