Spontaneous Talks with Mooji
Monte Sahaja 23 December 2011
God's Dream
[Mooji] In our dream of being apart from this Self,
and returning consciously and openly to the Self -
this is a dream because you are always the Self.
And because you can never not be the Self,
the only way you could appear to be
other than the Self is through dream.
You may call it 'God's dream'.
And even in the dream returning, the Self is an acquired taste.
Sometimes it is like we have so many toxins,
psychological toxins, that the Self is too pure,
and it just feels, 'No, no ... '
You have got to acquire the taste again for the Self.
I remember a story that Papa told about it
which really illustrates it well, about the fisherwomen who went to sea.
They used to go to the sea.
The men would come and bring the fishes in to a certain place.
Then the women would come with their baskets,
and collect the fish from the fishermen.
They had to walk through the forest to go home,
and it's quite a big forest. And on the way home,
lightening - psheew! - and thunder - wooo!
Psheeew! Wow! They can feel the rain coming.
And before they can make it out of the forest, the rain hits them.
And they are all very afraid of lightening,
that they may get struck by lightening.
So they are trying to run under the trees
with their fish baskets full of fish,
and they have to pass the house of a florist,
as the florist lives inside the forest.
So the florist sees them and says, 'Hey, come, come out of the rain!'
So the three fisherwomen come, and they stop on her veranda.
They say, 'Thank you so much, we are so terrified.'
Then the florist says, 'You cannot go home in this rain'.
And it is already turning dark. 'Tonight you spend here,
and then in the morning when it is safe, you go home.'
Then the fisherwomen say, 'Yeah OK, OK,'
because they see it is too strong, the rain.
So the florist introduces them to one room,
and the room is full of flowers. 'You sleep here tonight.'
So the fisherwomen leave their baskets outside on the veranda,
and they come inside and they lie down in the room.
And in the night, lightening and thunder - Raargh! Sheew! Pheew!
Rain - Sheew! But they couldn't sleep.
Not because of the thunder and the lightening -
because they couldn't stand the smell of flowers.
All this lavender and jasmine,
'Ew! It is horrible, horrible,' they say.
'I can't sleep.' 'Yeah, I can't sleep as well.'
'What's the problem?' 'It's a horrible smell!'
The older one says, 'OK, one minute, I know what it is.'
She sneaked outside onto the veranda,
brought the fish basket, put it under the rain a bit,
brought it inside, put it by their heads,
and all of them slept like babies. [Laughter]
Because they were more accustomed to the smell of raw fish
that would be repulsive to anybody else,
but that was what they were accustomed to.
And so the flowers' beautiful smell
of jasmine and lavender and roses, they could not stand it.
To them that was like, 'Ugh! Horrible place!' [Laughter]
So we again get accustomed to the fish market: Life.
To some things, we take pleasure in them,
and now when you are returning home to the Self,
you have to reacquire the appreciation
for the Divine smells, Divine fragrance.
And sometimes, 'Ugh - no!'
Not that you're going to be a vegetarian or something like that, OK?
Some people think that is what it means. [Laughter]
But like, compassion and patience and generosity -
all of these things.
And it is like, sometimes still some selfish streak,
still some judgments are there,
so gradually we are burning off these things.
As the true nature, the Grace is helping also.
You cannot just be taken from one place to another place.
Even the fishes, we took them here,
they came from fresh water, they're going to fresh water,
but we have to put them in the bag first, in their own liquid;
we have to put that in with the other water,
to get the waters together, the right temperature,
so there isn't too much shock.
So they have to also get reacquainted,
readjusted to the right climate; then they can go.
It's not just water to water - it's OK.
No, they have to get adjusted.
We have to get also adjusted;
we as the mix, the blend, the hybrid between the Self and ego,
coming home, have to again have the flavor.
Some people aren't going to have this flavor for a very long time.
They still trade only in fish.
Anything slimy, that is what they want. [Laughter]
My examples are not always eloquent.
[Friend] They are very good, very good. [Mooji] Not graceful.
[Laughter] [Friend 2] It's always great.
[Friend 2] Great contrast - you get the point across. [Laughter]
[Friend 3] They are very true. I think so.
[Mooji] There is a story that once a man went to ...
actually, he was coming from the market; he had bought some fish.
But as he was passing a temple,
he heard them singing bhajans in the temple
and he was such a devoted person ... He didn't have a bag,
so he put the fish in his pocket, one fish in each pocket.
He washed his hands and went into the temple.
And he was singing, 'Om Namah Shivaya, Om Namah Shivaya',
like this, whatever they were doing in the temple, enjoying.
And some people there were watching,
'Oh the smell - he has a fish in his pocket.' They stopped singing.
They were paying more attention to the fish in his pocket.
But he is singing praise to the Lord, everything.
So in the end, they brought him to the ministers,
to the priest of the temple, around the back.
He said, 'You cannot come into a temple with fish!'
'What are you thinking?'
He said, 'No, but I didn't know what to do with them'.
'I heard the song praising God, and I just want to praise God.'
He said, 'But you cannot come with fish in your pocket'.
He said, 'Yes, it would have been OK if nobody discovered'.
So they said, 'What do you mean by that?'
He said, 'Because you come into the temple,
you have had your food, and you have filth inside your body, no?'
'But it is inside so nobody bothers. If you put it outside,
then people would be bothered about it, no?'
So he got the idea that this was a very simple man, but very devout.
He said, 'You have shit in your body, you come in the temple,
but if nobody discovers it, it's OK. I have fish in my pocket,
I didn't try and show the fish in my pocket,
I put a bit of perfume to hide it, as best I could do,
I took some incense and so on,
but I just wanted to come to praise God.'
They could not understand.
The priest understood, yeah, OK.
[Silence]
The scriptures are full of these kinds of contrasts.
I think once, one man went to a sage,
a priest went to visit a sage.
The sage was sitting there, first of all,
only in ... just a piece of loin cloth,
and he was praising the name of Sri Hari, 'Hari Ram, Hari Ram.'
So the priest was like that with him,
sitting there watching him.
Then the sage got up and went outside
to relieve himself, to have a pee.
While he is outside having a pee,
the priest was nearby and he could hear him peeing,
but still chanting the name of Sri Hari:
'Hari Sri Hari, Hari Ram, Hari Ram, Hari Sri Hari.'
So the priest said, 'But what are you doing?'
'You cannot be calling the name of the Lord
while you are relieving yourself!'
So then the sage said, 'Oh, I am so sorry.
I was not aware of what I was doing. I will stop.'
So then he stopped chanting,
and then out of the pee, arising from him,
'Sri Hari Ram, Ram Hari Ram, Sri Hari Ram.'
So then the priest said,
'Oh, I think in your case it is different'. [Laughter]
'In your case it is different. You can do.' [Laughter]
The sage said, 'I didn't know I was doing something like this'.
'I'm so sorry, please excuse me. I'm an ignorant person.'
So he stopped. Then the pee was saying,
'Sri Hari Ram Ram, Sri Hari Hari.' [Laughter]
[Friend] Didn't ... Jesus said something like that,
when he said, and I don't know the full meaning of it,
but remember where he said,
'If I don't speak up, even the rocks will cry out.'
[Mooji] Yes, yes, yes.
[Silence]
Ah! Very good. [Laughter]
What a breakfast!
You can never not be the Self.
The only way that you can appear
to be other than the Self is through dream.
You may call it God's dream. -Mooji