The male mind and the mystery about women.
Steven Hawking, the brilliant physicist and former Lucasian professor of mathematics who took on such subjects as the cosmic inflation of the early universe, a quantum theory of gravity, the big bang and black holes, mentioned in a recent statement to the New Scientist that he spent most of the day thinking about women, saying “They are a complete mystery.”
The fact that this one liner was widely published shows global interest and surely coming mostly from male readers. Because women… know …
Albert Einstein is on a similar wavelength with Hawking by saying, “Some men spend a lifetime in an attempt to comprehend the complexities of women. Others preoccupy themselves with somewhat simpler tasks, such as understanding the theory of relativity.”
Nobel prize winning novelist Gao Xingjian appears to have inquired a little deeper: “As a male writer, women are always what men pursue, and their world is always a mystery. So I always tried to present as many views as possible on women’s worlds.”
And Osho goes straight to the heart of the matter by saying,
It is not the mystery of women, it is the mystery of the heart – which the head is incapable of figuring out. The heart has no problem about the head; it is a lower, more superficial layer, and the heart understands it. So when men say that women are mysteries, women simply smile amongst themselves: Look at these idiots! Have you ever heard any woman saying that women are mysteries? They know each other perfectly well. There is no mystery.
It will be better to understand in a different dimension too. Forget about man and woman; just think about your own head and your own heart. Do they have a communion? Are they capable of understanding each other? I have not met Albert Einstein, but I would have loved to meet him for the simple reason that I wanted to ask him how he fell in love with Frau Einstein. What physics, what mathematics, what science is behind the experience of falling in love?
But perhaps he never thought about it. Love is coming from the heart; it cannot come from the head. Even the greatest scientist once in a while goes astray from the head. One beautiful sunset and he is overwhelmed. He forgets that he is a scientist and he is not allowed to do such things, feminine things; he is a male mind. And every scientist falls in love with a woman without ever thinking what love is. It is a mystery… even your own heart is a mystery to you.
Osho, The Great Pilgrimage: From Here to There, Ch 27, Q 1