This is a collection 365 letters written by Osho to seekers and friends.
These letters have a rare and beautiful quality as Osho recalls incidents
from his won life, tells stories and parables and reflects on the nature of
truth and the journey of a seeker.
Anyone drawn to truth will treasure this book – the perfect bedside
companion, to be savored one cup at a time. It is an excellent introduction
to the wisdom of this extraordinary man, and all seekers will find
encouragement and inspiration within its pages.
“A life without meditation is like a winter landscape with the sun hidden,
the flowers frozen and the wind whispering through the withered leaves…”
“There is a music which has no sound; the soul is restless for such silent
music. There is a love in which the body is not, the soul longs for such
unembodied love. There is truth which has no form, the soul longs for this
Oho continues to inspire millions of people worldwide in their search to
define a new approach to individual spirituality that is self directed and
responds to the everyday challenges of contemporary life. His unique
perspective encompasses both the timeless wisdom of the East and the
highest potential of Western science and technology, and he was named by
The Sunday Times of London as one of the “1000 Makers of the 20th Century.”
The American novelist Tom Robbins has called him “the most dangerous man
since Jesus Christ.”
The first time I gave a cup of tea to Osho, I was so nervous that I made
the tea too fast, poured it too soon and presented it stone-cold. He
accepted it graciously, drank it as though it was the most delicious tea he
had ever had, and made a remark so subtle about its temperature that it
wasn’t until I was outside his about its temperature that it wasn’t until I
was outside his room, spinning down the corridor to the kitchen in a haze
of bliss and fresh minty fragrance, the I realized the tea had been cold –
but he drank it! He could have said, “Ugh! Bring me a fresh cup, “but he
accepted my cold cup of tea with such grace and love, and yet got the
message across to me not to do its that way again, without even hurting my
This cup of tea is filled with awareness and love – the love and compassion
of the enlightened master for any – one who is thirsty for a spiritual
life. Osho encourages us to move more into meditation, as he shares the
insights and experiences that he has had on the path. In this book there
are 365 letters that Osho wrote to disciples, friends and lovers while he
was traveling in India from 1951 through to the 1970s.
Even while he was working as a professor at a university he would travel to
different towns giving as many as five lectures a day, sometimes to crowds
as large as 50,000 and sometimes just to small groups. At times the people
would be antagonistic and sometimes they would worship him and that could
mean not leaving him alone for even two minutes: massaging his feet, asking
questions, wanting to be with him. During these years Osho was also
starting meditation centers and leading meditation camps.
And yet he found time to write hundreds of letters to disciples and friends
he met along the way, urging them to continue on the path: “I was once
there too…I have traveled those same paths…Many times one becomes
disheartened on the path…”
He answers questions like, “What is mind? How to become free of thoughts?
What has happened to him could it happen to us?”
Osho insists that it can. Nowhere and never do you find him setting himself
up as essentially something special, extraordinary, a messiah. Instead he
coaxes, persuades, provokes, spurs, encourages, leads and inspires – even
charms and seduces us into finding the diving within ourselves.
Without any intellectual jargon, without any philosophical explanation or
any psychological breakdown of the meaning of love, the understanding of
that rare relationship between the master and disciple is there on every
page, shining through the way invisible ink reveals its secrets before the
heart of a flame.
Each letter is to be savored, sipped and, with closed eyes, pondered upon –
for each letter contains a great teaching, a key to inner mysteries.
As I read, the words “I am in complete bliss” keep leaping off the pages at
me. And Osho must have been, for how else could he possible have so much
love for every one, how else could he have the energy to travel all over
India – every village from North to South, East to West as he says “looking
for my people.”
I have a perpetual smile on my face while reading this book and I am in
wonder at the astounding capacity Osho has fro putting bliss into words. He
is in love. He is in love with everyone and everything. And it is
Names of all respondents, except for a few, have been omitted, as have
named references in the letters them selves, on the grounds that Osho is
addressing us all, all of the time. Each letter is to you and to me, not to
him and her – as you will discover. Also, certain Sanskrit and Hindi words
have been retained, such as: sadhana, rishi, Samadhi, moksha, nirvana,
samsara, leela, sannyas. These finding their way into the English language
as Westerners in large numbers tune into the eternal truths found so
vividly and in such abundance in writings of the East.
“When there is love, space and time vanish…” Osho says in one of these
letters. And, yes, this is what I feel when reading this book – that I
enter a timeless dimension.
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