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Chapter 27 - Harmony is your reality
quality. Right now you may not be able even to imagine them, because unless you experience something, you cannot imagine it, you cannot dream about it.
This is the very beginning of the journey on the path, but a very beautiful opening. If you don't come in the way, many more experiences will follow.
So the only thing to avoid is yourself coming in the way. Remember always that it is a happening, so when you are not anxious to get it, only then it is possible. Your anxiety, your tension, your greed, make your mind very confused and do not allow the relaxed space where flowers of meditation blossom.
You are saying, "Last night whilst laying in bed and allowing my mind to wander down creative corridors, I experienced what I can only describe as a mental somersault. And I looked for the first time inside." It all happened naturally. It was not preplanned. You were not looking for it.
"I will not attempt to describe how I felt." Even if you do attempt, you cannot describe it.
The experience of your inner being, howsoever small, is basically indescribable. There are no words, no concepts into which you can put it rationally. It is an experience where language has never entered, where mind has never entered. It is not a mental experience; otherwise there would be no difficulty to describe it. Anything that can be described is of the mind, and anything that cannot be described is of real authentic value; it is spiritual.
"I will not attempt to describe how I felt, but I can say it was more ecstatic than anything that I could imagine. I felt doors that were stuck tight, dissolve, and in my trembling and astonished innocence..." Remember these words. It was happening in your "trembling and astonished innocence."
"I was aware of Your compassionate presence cushioning me. Oh my precious and beloved master, what was this treasure I discovered?"
You are again asking for a description, for an explanation. And you know perfectly well that even in ordinary life there are many things which cannot be
described, but only experienced.
You taste something -- is there any way to describe it? Is there any way to give an explanation about it? And it is an ordinary thing. You have tasted something, you have smelled a fragrance, you have heard music... You experienced it; it thrilled you. You can say what happened to you, but you cannot say what it was exactly. You know perfectly well what it is, but there exists no language. Language is created by people for mundane affairs.
For the sacred there is only silence.
A man came to a Zen master, Rinzai. He was sitting on the beach. The man said, "I have been looking for you, and for many days I have been thinking to come to you. I want to know the essential, the very essence, of all your religious teaching
-- in short, because I am not a man of philosophical bent. What is it that you are teaching?"
Rinzai looked at him and remained silent. A moment passed. The man felt a little strange.
He said, "Have you heard me or not?"
Rinzai said, "I have heard you, but have you heard me or not?" The man said, "My god, you have not said a single word." Osho - The Hidden Splendor
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