Osho Om Bodhisattva Commune/Research institute

	When you dance meditatively your dance starts having a new flavour--something of the divine enters into it-- because if you are dancing meditatively then the ego disappears, the dancer disappears. That is the whole art of meditation: disappearance of the ego, disappearance of the mind. The dancer becomes thoughtless, silent.



	In China they have the saying: "When the musician becomes perfect he throws away his instruments"-- because they are no more needed. He can close his eyes, he can turn himself inwards and he can listen to the music that is already there and always there.



	If you are not making music, listen, but in listening forget the listener. Just become listening... The point is to disappear in music; then something starts descending. Then something is heard at the innermost recesses of one's being. The outer music becomes just a space, a context, in which something inside arises. The outer triggers a process in the inner; it becomes a catalytic agent. It cannot cause the inner music, the inner music cannot be caused by anything but it can be provoked. The relationship between the outer and the inner is that of synchronicity, not of cause and effect...



	Celebration is the foundation of my sannyas, not renunciation but rejoicing--rejoicing in all the beauties, all the joys, all that life offers, because this whole life is a gift of God... I teach love for life. I teach the art of living your life totally, of being drunk with the divine through life...
	The greatest work for sannyasins is to keep the message pure, unpolluted by you or by others--and wait... The word should reach. People may understand today or tomorrow or day-after tomorrow--that does not matter-- but one day, they will understand it.



	Whatever you have, give it, share it. Once the universe knows that you have become a sharer, then all the sources of the universe become available to you. They are inexhaustible.



	In fact the work of a Buddha is always going to be incomplete. It is an intrinsic part of spreading the fire of awakening. You cannot conceive that the whole world will become awakened, but people like Gautam the Buddha are the dreamers of the impossible. They hope against hope.
	...If you really want to protect me, the only way is to grow up, to be more mature, to be more integrated, to be more in tune with the dance of the divine.

	If there is a right master, thousands of right disciples are bound to come. If there is a pure spring of water, those who are thirsty are bound to come, when the roses bloom, bees come from miles away. Even bees find flowers, far away. What to say of human consciousness? Those who are alert, those who have a sense of searching, some significance in their life, are bound to find where flowers have come to blossom.

In India we have conceived of God as, dancer, Nataraj.

Dance seems to be one of the most penetrating things, in which one falls into a harmony. Your body, your mind, your soul all fall into a harmony in dancing. Dancing is one of the most spiritual things there is. If you really dance, the body is used so deeply that the whole energy becomes fluid. A dance loses shape, fixity. A dancer is not an entity; he's movement, he's energy. He melts.

If you really dance, thinking stops. You go on and on, you whirl, and you become a whirlpool-- all boundaries, all divisions, are lost. You don't even know where your body ends and where existence begins.

You melt into existence an existence melts into you; there is an overlapping of boundaries. And if you are really dancing--not managing it but allowing it to posses you--if you are possessed by dance, thinking stops.

Dancing is an experiment, an experiment to bring your body, your mind, your soul, in tune. Dance is one of most rhythmic phenomena, If you are really dancing there is no other activity which creates such unity.

Only the dancer has something unique: the dancer remains one with the dance. Even when he starts dancing, the unity is not broken, there is no duality. Utter oneness.

Music comes closest to meditation. Music is a way towards meditation and most beautiful way. Meditation is the art of hearing the soundless sound, the art of hearing the music of silence -- what Zen people call "the sound of one hand clapping." And when you are utterly silent, not a single thought passes your mind, there is not even a ripple of any feeling in your heart, then you start for the first time hearing silence. And silence has a music of its own. It is not dead, it is very much alive, it is tremendously alive. In fact, nothing is more alive than silence. Music helps you from the outside to fall in tune with the inner. Music is a device; it was invented by the Buddhas.

Listening to great music you suddenly become silent -- with no effort. Falling in tune with the music you lose your ego with no effort. And you become relaxed, you fall into a deep rest. You are alert, awake, and yet in a subtle way drunk . . . And that is the whole secret of meditation.

Real music helps you to transcend your biology, your physiology, your psychology. Real music takes you to the world of the beyond -- what Buddha calls the farther shore, even beyond the beyond.

And that's my function here: to create a Buddhafield, a commune where all kinds of devices are used. But the purpose is one, the purpose is single, one-pointed. All these paths are leading you to the same goal--to your own inner being.

You have come to the right place. I am not a teacher of music because I don't teach you the technique of music, but I am certainly the Master of the inner music. I have heard it and I can help you to hear it-- not only to hear itbut to be it. And to be it is to be for the first time. To be it is to be reborn. To be it is to know what bliss is and benediction is. Music grows in sharing.

Old mystics have used music to convey their experience for example Kabir, Meera, Nanak; they will not discuss, they will not talk with you. They will simply play some instrument, sing a song... Meera... it was the overflowing love of no-mind. It was meditation flowing in song, in dance.

"...I am in tremendous love with life, hence I teach celebration. Everything has to be celebrated, everything has to lived, loved. To me nothing is mundane and nothing is sacred. To me all is sacred, from the lowest rung of ladder to the highest rung. It is the same ladder; from the body to the soul, from the physical to spiritual, from sex to samadhi. Every thing is divine!..."

"...I teach dance, I teach music, I teach poetry, because these are the pillars of the temple of celebration..."

"...Celebration is a totally different dimension. When you celebrate, you celebrate all, you don't divide. For a celebrator, prayer is as beautiful as drinking tea. Tea is not profane and prayer is not separate; all is one. The church, the temple, the mosque and the pub all are one. Making love to a woman or a man or praying to a god is same..."

"...Celebration does not divide. It unites, it brings things together; it creates a togetherness in the world. The duality disappears and there is unity, and with unity there is joy because there cannot be any conflict. There is no struggle, nothing has to be overcome. All is overcome in the celebration itself..."

I can only say to you that if you at any moment come to your inner flame, don't stop; share it unconditionally, even to those who will not understand. Perhaps today they may not understand, tomorrow they will; perhaps not in this life, but in some other life the understanding is going to blossom. Trust existence.

The first and the foremost act of a sannyasin is to reach his center, and then leave everything to that experience to explode in its own way. Then you are natural. Then whatever you do is helpful to you and helpful to others. This is only love, compassion that you can share with humanity.

You are born. Birth is only an opportunity, just a beginning, not the end. You have to flower. Your first and foremost responsibility is to blossom, to become fully conscious, aware, alert; and in that consciousness you will be able to see what you can share, how you can solve problems.

You have too much, so you share . . . you want to share. And whosoever shares with you, you feel grateful to him or her, because you were like a cloud--too full of rainwater--and somebody helped you to unburden. Or you were like a flower, full of fragrance, and the wind came and unloaded you. Or you a sing a song, and somebody listened attentively . . . so attentively that he allowed you space to sing it. So to whomsoever helps you to overflow in love be grateful.

When love is not motivated, it is prayer.

What am I doing here?-- I am simply sharing my understanding. That is my happiness: to share it. It is your happiness whether you take it or not-- that is irrelevant to me. Even if you are not here, even if nobody is here, even if I am sitting alone, I will be still sharing my happiness with the tree and the rock. In fact, to say that I am sharing it is not right. It is being shared. To say that I am sharing it, makes it wrong--as if I am doing something to share it. No, it is being shared.

A flower has bloomed and the perfume is spreading. Not that the flower is sharing it; the flower cannot help but share. The fragrance is on the wings, moving, going far away. Whether somebody will be able to fill his being with that fragrance or not is not a question for the flower. It has flowered, and that's all the flower is happy that it has bloomed. The flower is happy because it is fulfilled, and fulfillment spreads a fragrance all around.

It is just like when you kindle a lamp and the light spreads. Not that the lamp is trying to share its light -- what else can it do? It has to be so. Not that the light is waiting for somebody to come and enjoy it. If nobody comes, it is all the same. If many come, that too is the same.