silence shared in words
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Don't Ask Me What Is Bliss
Don’t ask me,
“What is bliss?”
Ask me,
“How
can I be
a participant in it?”
Ask
the right question.
I have given you the right answer.
I don’t care
whether your
question is right or wrong
I always give the right answer.
You were asking about
a definition.
That is verbal.
Bliss is existential.
Bliss is a taste,
a feel,
and so overwhelming
and so intense,
that once you have got it
you cannot believe how you have been
missing it all along:
“I cannot figure it out
because it is simply there.
It was always there;
how did I manage to miss it
for so many lives?”
Once you get it,
that is the problem that arises:
how have you been missing it?
Bliss is just sitting
at the very center of your being,
ready to be
remembered.
Bliss has not
to be found,
but only to be remembered.
This word remember is
quite significant.
Remember
simply means:
make it a part of
your being again.
Remember does not mean
recall;
no,
it simply means
making
something
a part of your being
again.
It is there,
it is just that you have completely forgotten it.
Remember:
where have you forgotten it?
where have you put it?
So in the sense of remembering,
the word is beautiful.
In the sense of
re-membering
making it again
an essential part of you
it is
again significant.
In the same reference I would like you
to understand
the original word for sin.
The root
from where it comes
means forgetfulness.
This is
just
strange:
sin means forgetfulness.
Then
the whole of religion has only one meaning:
Remembering.
There is only one sin – to forget your being.
And there is only one virtue
to remember it.
And the moment
you know
who you are,
instantly,
immediately,
all the bliss
of the whole existence is yours.
You are so full of bliss
that you can bless everybody,
the whole existence,
without exhausting it ever.
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