| 
Part X : 1987-1990 Poona-Two : The Mystic
Rose
On 19 March 1988, Osho begins a series on the Mystic Rose. In
the following days several events occur, in response to which
Osho experiments with devices to bring consciousness and fun to
the situation.
Love is the blossoming of your inner being just like a rose.
That's why I have called this gathering and the talks, The Mystic
Rose. Mystic, because only stupid people think that life can be
understood. The greater is your intelligence, the more you will
become aware of your ignorance; the wiser you are the less you
know. And the wisest is one who becomes absolutely innocent, and
the whole of life, existence in its all dimensions, becomes just
a mystery. A mystery to be enjoyed, loved, lived, but not to be
understood. The very effort to understand existence is an insult.
Love does not want to understand; love simply wants to share.
yaahoo27
The mystic rose is an ancient symbol of tremendous importance….
Evolution needs to be not of the body but of consciousness; then
it becomes a spiritual progress. But Darwin had no idea of any
spirit in man. To him, man was just the body and nothing more.
I propound a theory of spiritual evolution, and that has been
the basic of all mysticism in the world.
Man is born as a seed.
To accept the seed as your life is the greatest mistake one can
commit. Millions of people are born as seeds, fresh, young, with
tremendous potential of growth. But because they accept the seed
as their very life, they die as a rotten seed; nothing happens
in their life.
The symbol of the mystic rose is that if man takes care of the
seed that he is born with, gives it the right soil, gives it the
right atmosphere and the right vibrations, moves on a right path
where the seed can start growing, then the ultimate growth is
symbolized as the mystic rose—when your being blossoms and
opens all its petals and releases the beautiful fragrance.
Unless you blossom into a mystic rose, your life is nothing
but an exercise in utter futility. You are born unnecessarily,
you are living unnecessarily, and you will die unnecessarily.
Your whole biography can be reduced to a single word: unnecessary.
But if you can blossom and release that which is hidden in you,
you have fulfilled the longing of existence. You have given back
to existence the fragrance that was hidden in your seed. You have
come to fulfill your destiny.
The mystics have never accepted man as the ultimate product.
Man is only a beginning and one should not die as a beginning;
that is ugly, insulting, damaging to your dignity. Man should
reach to the absolute fulfillment—not only for his own contentment,
but for the contentment of the cosmos. That is the secret of the
mystic rose.
Yes, in a few traditions the mystic rose is also called the
magic rose. Both words are meaningful. It is certainly magic when
you see within yourself the blossoming of the rose, the beauty
of it, and the divinity of it, and the truth of it.
Satyam, shivam, sundram.
You cannot believe your own eyes. You have never dreamed that
you contain so much, that your potential is so valuable, that
your interiority is a treasure inexhaustible, that you need not
be in debt to existence forever. You can return to existence a
millionfold what existence has given to you. That moment is of
great joy, not only on your side but on the side of the whole
cosmos.
The experience is such a mystery that there is no way to demystify
it. You can experience it but you cannot explain it—that
is the meaning of the word `mystic'—you can have it, but
you become almost dumb. You cannot utter a single word that may
carry something of that rose, its beauty, its fragrance, its dance,
its music—nothing can be carried through any word.
The word `magic' is also meaningful. Things like this only happen
in magic. Unbelievable…you see with your own eyes things
which should not be happening but they are happening….
Magic simply means something unbelievable, so absurd, so irrational
that you cannot find a way to figure it out. That's why both the
words have been used, the mystic rose or the magic rose. But even
the rope trick is nothing compared to your inner flowering. Because
you don't think you have anything inner, just hollowness…but
in that hollowness is the possibility and the potentiality of
a rose blossoming.
And this is no ordinary rose; it does not die. It is not that
in the morning it blossoms, dances the whole day, sings songs,
plays with the wind and the rain and with the sun, and by the
evening all the petals are fallen to the ground and tomorrow you
will not find even a trace of it.
This inner rose is eternal. Once you have found it, it will be
always within you. satyam18
The man in Japan who is thought to be the richest man, just because
he has twenty-two billion dollars; and the richest man in America,
who has four billion dollars—both are just poor in comparison
to the person who has reached his own being, who has touched the
reality of his eternal existence, whose mystic rose has opened
its petals. yaahoo20
|
