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Chapter 19 - At the maximum you disappear
light, with no fuel -- because any light that needs fuel cannot be immortal. There is no fuel; hence the light has an eternity. It is the experience of your very being and the being of the universe.
The second thing you say: "Now sitting in front of you, closing my eyes I see a big, black spot. Inside this black spot there is a white one. This white spot comes nearer and nearer, whirling in a circle, but just before the black spot disappears totally, I open my eyes."
Why do you do that? Are you asking me, or should I ask you? That is the point when you should not open your eyes.
But sometimes it happens in spite of you. I have told my people to meditate with a blindfold on your eyes, so when in spite of you, your eyes want to open, they cannot open.
Let the black spot disappear completely, and you would have moved into a new consciousness, into a fresh space.
Deva Jagat, everything is going perfectly good, only you should not open your eyes.
Perhaps you become afraid: "My god, all darkness is disappearing! Just let me see, by opening eyes, what is happening." But by opening the eyes, you destroy the whole experience. That is the moment to resist the temptation of knowing what is happening. Let it happen, because you will know only when it has happened.
And once you have known the black spot disappearing... that black spot is you and that white spot is your consciousness. The black spot is your ego, and the white spot is your being.
Allow the being to spread and let the ego disappear.
Just a little courage... it may look like death, because you have been identified with the black spot and it is disappearing. And you have never been identified
with the white spot, so something unfamiliar, unknown, is taking possession of you. These are the reasons why you open your eyes. Don't open your eyes.
Your mind may give any rationalization -- don't listen to the mind. When you have come to me, give me a chance; listen to what I am saying to you.
If your mind comes in between, put it aside.
Your mind is your misery, your mind is your bondage.
An old retired Jewish widow is strolling on the beach in Miami when she suddenly spies an old Jewish man lying alone in the sun. Excitedly she trots over in his direction, stops in front of him and says, "I have never seen you around here before. What is your name?"
"Max," he replies, "and you don't see me because I'm rarely around anywhere!" "Why, what do you mean?" asks the widow.
"Because I just got out of jail -- that's what I mean!" he replies. "I was in for a year."
"Jail!" The old widow steps back a pace and surveys him critically. "What did you go to jail for?"
"Oh, just petty theft," the old man says, and shrugs.
"Ah, I see." The woman takes a step back to him. "That's a small crime, no big deal. All the same, you should be ashamed."
"Not nearly as ashamed as I was when I got the ten-year jail sentence," the old man sighs.
Osho - The Hidden Splendor 197
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