Nivedano… (Drumbeat) (Gibberish) Nivedano… (Drumbeat) Be silent. Close your eyes. Feel the body to be completely frozen. Go inwards with your total energy, with a great urgency, as if this is the last moment of your life and you have to reach to the center and the source of your being. Deeper and deeper, your
Nivedano…
(Drumbeat)
(Gibberish)
Nivedano…
(Drumbeat)
Be silent.
Close your eyes.
Feel the body to be completely frozen.
Go inwards with your total energy, with a great urgency,
as if this is the last moment of your life and you have to reach
to the center and the source of your being.
Deeper and deeper,
your life center is also the center of the whole universe.
It is from your life center that you are nourished by existence.
Just watch the silence, the peace, the immense splendor of your being.
You are the buddha when you are watching;
the same mind when empty becomes the buddha.
The buddha is nothing but an empty mirror –
no judgment, just a watchfulness, a witnessing, and you have arrived.
To make it more clear, Nivedano…
(Drumbeat)
Relax.
Let go of the body, of the mind; leave them and just be a watcher.
The body is not you, the mind is not you, you are only a pure witness.
This is your buddhahood.
Rejoice in it.
Get soaked and drenched in the blessing
that spontaneously showers at the center of your being.
This center of your being has to become your circumference also.
Slowly, slowly you have to bring the buddha out
in your actions, in your words, in your silences.
Day in, day out, the buddha has to become just your heartbeat.
This immensely beautiful evening has become even more beautiful,
with ten thousand buddhas just watching.
The eternity of existence, like the wild geese, is always here.
You have never been anywhere else.
You have always been here and now.
Remember it.
When you come back, bring that remembrance with you.
It has to become your very life, your very character.
Nivedano…
(Drumbeat)
Come back, but bring the buddha with you.
Come back as an empty mirror
and sit down for few seconds as a buddha – remembering,
recollecting the great experience you have passed through.
Okay, Maneesha?
Yes, Beloved Master.
Can we celebrate the ten thousand buddhas?
Yes, Beloved Master.
Osho, Ma Tzu: The Empty Mirror, Ch 5
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