The Book and a Profound Meditation created by Osho
Osho heeft het in het boek ‘Yaa-hoo!The Mystic Rose’ naar aanleiding van vragen over het vinden van de Mystieke Roos, ons diepste innerlijk, ons wezen. Het hart is de voedingsbodem voor de Mystieke Roos en vertrouwen is het klimaat. Als die er zijn, gaat je wezen open en komt jouw essentie vrij. Je bent niet meer in slaap, maar je bent volledig ontwaakt.
Alle blaadjes van je wezen hebben zich geopend. En dat staat op die manier open voor alles wat waarheidsgetrouw, mooi en goed is. De mens is alleen een begin en daarbij moet men niet blijven steken.
Dat is geen mooi leven. Maar het is wel vol schoonheid om tot volledige vervulling te komen.
Het boek ‘Yaa-hoo! The Mystic Rose’ is zeldzamer geworden. Het is mogelijk wel tweedehands verkrijgbaar bij de Boekhandel en via internet. Ook is het er als audio book.
The Mystic Rose Meditation
The Mystic Rose is een krachtige meditatievorm die Osho gecreëerd heeft en die in ’t boek ‘Yaa-hoo!The Mystic Rose’ beschreven staat.
OSHO also creates one of his most powerful meditations, the Mystic Rose Meditation:
‘This is absolutely my meditation. I have invented many meditations, but perhaps this will be the most essential and fundamental one. It can take over the whole world…. If you cry and weep without any reason, just as an exercise, a meditation…nobody will believe it.’
‘Tears have never been accepted as meditation. And I tell you, they are not only a meditation, they are a medicine also. All that this world needs is a good cleansing of the heart of all the inhibitions of the past.
And laughter and tears can do both. Tears will take out all the agony that is hidden inside you and laughter will take all that is preventing your ecstasy.’ Osho
Excerpt from ‘Ya-hoo!The Mystic Rose’
Life is an eternal source of energy.
Nobody has created it.
And it is of great importance that we don’t have any purpose: otherwise, we would have been machines. Machines have purpose: a car has a purpose, a railway train has a purpose, but you don’t have any purpose, because you are a being and not a thing.
You have a dignity, a freedom.
In fact, those who have known themselves, their understanding is that you are all gods. Nobody has created you. You have been here forever and you will be here forever.
Hence the teachings of the awakened ones are not of worship, ritual, mantras; the teachings of the awakened ones are how to be awake and realize your eternity. And then life becomes just a play, just a game. Do you think football has a purpose? Everybody knows that it is just a game.
Life is a play, a playfulness.
There is no God and there has never been.
And man’s freedom is absolute. He need not worship anybody, he has only to discover his own potential, his own creativity. What can he do? It is not a question of Who am I? The question is, What can I do? What I can be? As far as who I am, that has already happened. I am. Now the question is, What should I do? Should I be a singer, a dancer, a poet, a mystic, a lover? A man of peace, of great depths, a man of immense silence and joy?
What I should be is the question.
“Who am I?” is useless, unnecessary, wasting your time.
Once this penetrates in your intelligence, that “I am here and I have enough energy – either I can destroy or I can create, either I can be a god or I can be a devil”… these are the real questions.
My effort is to make all of you gods.
The moment you are enlightened… that is another name of the declaration that “I am a god. I am not created, I have been always here in different forms and I will be here in different forms. We will be meeting again and again on different planets, in different times, in different ages, but we cannot disappear.”
So whenever somebody dies, remember a Zen monk, Lieh Tzu. His last words were, before closing his eyes… he said to his disciples, “See you again.” He closed his eyes himself. Ordinarily, others have to close the eyes, because a dead man cannot move his eyelids, so every dead man remains with open eyes. And the open eyes of a dead man create terror, because you can see only the whites of his eyes. His pupils have moved upwards. It looks dangerous, so people immediately close the eyes.
But Lieh Tzu closed his eyes himself. And before closing them he said, “See you in another time, in another place, but see you again.” This is a man worth calling a man, a man of dignity, who does not believe in death.
Those who believe in God are bound to believe in death because if they are created, they can be uncreated. They are only a combination of parts. They can be taken apart, they can be put together again.
But man cannot be put together again for the simple reason that he is not the body; neither the brain nor the mind but something far deeper, just a pure awareness of I am.
Never ask “Who am I?” The moment you ask “Who am I?” you are asking a wrong question, you are on a wrong track. Soon you will find you are Niskriya! I say to you that you will find it. Try tonight: whenever you close your eyes and ask “Who am I?” an answer will come from inside: “I am Niskriya.” Not only to Niskriya – it will not come to Niskriya, it will come to everybody else. However you try, you will not be able to get through; Niskriya will be there.
Ask a wrong question and get a wrong person.
All that is, has always been. Isness is unchanging. Everything changes – but isness, the very essence of life, remains the same.
Ruthie Finkelstein finally persuades her husband, Moishe, to go for a checkup.
“You look terrible,” says Doctor Bones. “Do you drink?”
“Why, yes,” says Moishe, “I start every day with a bottle of cognac.”
“And with that cough,” continues Bones, “you are probably a smoker.”
“You bet,” says Moishe, “three packs a day for me.”
“Look Mr. Finkelstein,” says Bones, “you are not a healthy man. You are going to have to give up smoking and drinking right away, and that is an order. And before you go, that will be thirty dollars for my advice.”
“Thanks, doc,” snaps Moishe, “but who is taking it?”
Nobody takes advice, everybody goes on doing stupid things. And the most stupid is to inquire, “Who am I?” That is the beginning of going insane. Certainly you will find somebody that you are: perhaps Jesus Christ or Hazrat Mohammed or Gautam Buddha; somebody you will find. It does not matter whether it is Niskriya or Gautam Buddha; the very idea – Who am I? – points towards a wrong answer. It can never lead you to yourself.
If Raman Maharshi had told me to sit down and inquire, “Who am I?” it is absolutely certain, that I would have told the old man, “You have gone senile. I know very well who I am and you also know who you are. There is no confusion.” Although his purpose was different: he was trying so that you could find by and by that “I am not the body, I am not the mind, I am not the brain.” And when you find that nothing remains in your hands, this is you.
But you have not found the answer to “Who am I?” You have found yourself, which you were always, whether you have looked into it or not.
Don’t be bothered with philosophical questions.
Be concerned with the existential, with the real, with the ordinary which you have to face every moment, every day, about yourself, about your potential.
Who cares about God?
Only stupid people who don’t have anything to do. They go on thinking about strange things.
Now, it is time for prayer, and then many more things have to be done….
The shy young bride is really upset when she learns that her husband has been married twice before.
Through her tears, she asks him what has become of his two previous wives.
“I may as well tell you,” says her husband. “My first wife died from eating poisonous mushrooms.”
“And your second wife?” she cries.
“She died of a fractured skull,” the man answers. “It was her own fault, she wouldn’t eat the mushrooms.”
… Vimal, it seems you have not prayed. This is not right. In fact, you are enjoying it! Somebody is having a migraine and Vimal is enjoying it! I have never heard of it, that somebody has a migraine and somebody else enjoys, but in this world everything happens.
Kowalski is drinking in a bar with a friend.
“I love America,” he says, “I am so glad I came over here. Where else in the world could you finish a hard day’s work and be waiting for a bus outside the factory gates, in the rain…”
“What? What is so great about that?” interrupts his friend.
“Just wait,” continues Kowalski. “Then the boss comes out in his black Rolls Royce, opens the door and says, `It is a hell of a night – come in out of the rain.’ When you are inside, he says, `That coat’s all wet; let my buy you a new one.’
“And after that, he takes you back to his mansion and gives you a big meal and a few drinks and a warm bed for the night. And in the morning, he gives you a good breakfast and a ride back to work. That would never happen in Poland.”
“Amazing,” says his friend, “that happened to you?”
“Not to me,” replies Kowalski. “It happened to my sister!”Ya-hoo! The Mystic Rose
So now get ready for a let-go. And beforehand, you should remember that let-go does not mean that you have to laugh and enjoy. This is a religious experience! It is not entertainment.
Krishnamurti died. He would have lived if people had listened to him. His last words were, “People think I am an entertainment – and I am talking about enlightenment.”
But as far as I am concerned, to me enlightenment is the ultimate in entertainment. You can enjoy, but for two minutes, let-go is to be total – no noise, no laughter… just as if there is nobody in the Buddha auditorium.
Let it be an experience of an energy contained within.
And then I will allow it to come up in “Yaa-Hoo!” Then you can do as much as you want. But first enlightenment, then entertainment – not vice versa. Osho, ‘Yaa-Hoo!The Mystic Rose’