Sermons in Stones ~ 13
event type | discourse |
date & time | 12 Dec 1986 pm |
location | Sumila, Juhu, Bombay |
language | English |
audio | Available, duration 2h 24min. Quality: good. |
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shorttitle | SERMON13 |
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- Reader of the questions: Ma Prem Maneesha.
- Question 1
- Beloved Osho, master of masters, I want to tell you that I am totally turned on to you, and it's just far out being with you. I have just one question, maybe it's nothing spiritual but for me it's quite something -- my jealousy. I have been with my boyfriend for two years and we still enjoy being together, but if he goes with other women I freak out. This emotion is so strong that I'm afraid I will destroy this beautiful thing which is between us.
- Beloved Osho, would you please tell me the very roots of jealousy, how I can deal with it, or even go through it? And I also want to say thank you for everything but the words don't express what I feel for you. My heart is beating with love for you.
- Question 2
- Beloved Osho, sitting in my room thousands of kilometers away from you, I can feel you. And if had have eyes to see, I would see you standing right in front of me. I remember when you said to us in discourse 'If you don't feel me when you are not here, you haven't let me in.'
- It's so true -- but what a gift that you really, really came when I was open, that you really filled my being. In some moments sitting in front of you I got it. In other moments it happened but I wasn't aware of it at that moment. Putting this out to you my heart is beating faster and my hands are trembling. For the first time I feel to show something of myself. This is a gift also. It makes me tremendously thankful, makes me cry and laugh at the same time. Osho, I love... only love counts. Thank you for showing me that door.
- Question 3
- Beloved Osho, I was 56 years old when I first came to you and realized what a wastage my life had been up till then, an increasing unreality. Now I am 67, and although I still feel youthful, I have to keep reminding myself that I am old so that I can it accept gracefully. So much of me still feels like a lost, little girl and when I look at your grace and beauty -- ageless, young and old both together -- I do not feel so sad. Will you say something to me about old age?
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