silence shared in words
presents
Osho: Unconditional Trust
It seems some people consider unconditional trust
in one's master to be fanaticism.
Would you explain the difference between the two?
Maneesha,
the difference is very small
but of immense importance.
If the unconditional trust in one's master arises in you
unasked, undemanded,
it is a totally different matter.
But if the master demands that "you surrender to me unconditionally"
then in the first place he is not a master.
In the second place if you surrender to such a man
you are surrendering into slavery.
And when surrendering comes out of love,
and trust arises out of your experience
nobody is asking it,
it is simply something that is growing within you -
then it is authentic
and it does not bring spiritual slavery it brings spiritual freedom.
so the difference is small, but the implications are immense.
never surrender to anyone who asks,
because only a man asks for surrender and trust who does not trust himself and his enlightenment.
A man who knows himself
his ultimate peaks, knows someday you will see those peaks
someday you will feel the tremendous pull.
With your growth will come
gratitude, trust, love
- and when love grows into surrender, unasked, undemanded
- it has a beauty of its own.
It is time for Sardar Gurudayal Singh.
Mrs Maggie MacTavish
runs into her old friend, Dora MacPherson,
after a long time.
"Ah Dora. I have not seen you for years. What is new?" asks Maggie.
"Well", says Dora "I got married since I last saw you, Maggie".
"Married are you? Really?" asks Maggie. "That's fine!"
"Ah! Not so fine," says Dora.
"He was a son of a bitch!"
"Married to a son of a bitch?" asks Maggie. "That's bad!".
"Ah! Not so bad," replies Dora. ". "He had pots of money!"
"Money? A husband with money?" asks Maggie. "That's fine!"
"Ah! Not so fine," replies Dora. "He was tight with it!"
"A husband with money and tight with it?" asks Maggie. "That's bad!"
"Ah! Not so bad," replies Dora. "He built us a house!"
"A house? With his money?" asks Maggie. "That's fine!"
"Ah! Not so fine," explains Dora. "The house burned down!"
"Burned down?" asks Maggie. "That is bad for sure!"
"Ah! Not so bad," replies Dora. "He was in it!"
Two french chefs
are exploring through darkest Africa
looking for some special wild "Herbs de Jongle"
for their restaurant in Paris.
Just as they enter the deepest, thickest forest,
they find their magic herbs,
but immediately get captured by Chief Boonga
and his cannibal tribe.
The two French chefs
are carried to the village among
loud drums,
singing and dancing,
and there they are tied to stakes.
The whole tribe gathers to view their new imported dinner,
as cannibal chef Spoon-em-Out starts the fire
under the cooking pots. Just then,
a crazed cannibal comes dancing wildly out of the crowds.
He sways and swirls around the two Frenchmen
who are tied to the stake. Suddenly he -
Suddenly the drums stop.
A deathly hush falls over the village,
and the wild man speaks to the two white men
"You are french, are you not?
he asks.
"Oui! oui!"
they reply in unison.
"Good! They tell me,"
"Then tell me," says the wild man
"What are your names?"
"I am Pierre Souffle,"
says one Frenchman.
" And this is my friend, Crepe Suzette "
"But why do you want
to know our names?
"Can you help us?"
"Ah! No,"
replies the wild man,
"but now I know what to write on the menu!"
It is that fateful day on Calvary Hill.
Jesus is hanging on his wooden cross,
twenty feet off the ground,
utterly exhausted.
To his left side hanging on another cross,
is chief - is thief Barnaby,
cousin-brother of the famous murderer and rapist, Barabbas.
On the right side of Jesus,
hanging in the air, is Fritz
the Hun, great-grandfather of the infamous Attila.
The sun is beating down
There are no clouds or God in sight
as Jesus becomes more and more delirious.
Suddenly, Jesus twitches on the cross
and mumbles towards Barnaby, "My son, my son,
come closer
Barnaby looks up
at Jesus
and wiggles around a bit but finds himself stuck.
Jesus lifts his head weakly and looks at Fritz
"My son, my son," he gasps, "come closer!"
Fritz is completely spaced out,
and does not move.
"My sons"
my sons!" cries Jesus in frustration
"Come closer, come closer!"
But all is still on Calvary Hill.
"Okay, then," sighs Jesus. It is your own fault
if you don't want to be in the photograph!"
from the series 'Yakusan: Straight to the Point of Enlightenment'
featuring Music from the World of OSHO "On the Way" Basho's Pond
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