THE DHAMMAPADA: THE WAY OF THE BUDDHA, VOL. 9-12 The ...
THE DHAMMAPADA: THE WAY OF THE BUDDHA, VOL. 9-12 The ...
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340 <strong>THE</strong> <strong>DHAMMAPADA</strong>: <strong>THE</strong> <strong>WAY</strong> <strong>OF</strong> <strong>THE</strong> <strong>BUDDHA</strong>, <strong>VOL</strong>. 9-<strong>12</strong><br />
to live in it. And you cannot get out of it because you have become so accustomed to it. Hence the confusion.<br />
Confusion simply means you are unable to decide.<br />
Unless you become decisive, Asang, the confusion will go on growing. My work consists in creating confusion in<br />
you, because without creating confusion I cannot pull you out of your sandcastles, I cannot pull you out of your<br />
paper boats, I cannot pull you out of your lies and dreams. And I know perfectly well that when you have put so<br />
much investment in a certain belief maybe you have lived for thirty years, forty years in a certain belief to see<br />
now that it was wrong, that it was utterly stupid, that it was ridiculous, creates a great problem for you. Your<br />
self-image of being intelligent is shattered. For forty years you have carried something ridiculous without seeing<br />
it. What kind of intelligence do you have? You become suspicious of your own intelligence and that doesn’t feel<br />
good.<br />
That’s why to be with a master needs courage. To be with a master needs the courage to accept that ”I don’t<br />
know.”<br />
<strong>The</strong> moment you accept, Asang, that ”I don’t know,” all confusion will disappear, evaporate, simply evaporate<br />
just as dewdrops evaporate in the early morning sun leaving no trace behind them. <strong>The</strong> confusion is because<br />
you are clinging to a few things which in the past you thought were very valuable. You thought that they were<br />
ornaments, golden, studded with diamonds, and now I have made you aware that they are nothing but chains<br />
maybe golden chains and maybe studded with diamonds, but what are diamonds? they are also stones. And<br />
what is gold? <strong>The</strong> difference exists only in man’s mind, otherwise gold and iron are the same. <strong>The</strong> evaluation is<br />
ours, the projection is ours. But chains are chains and the chains have to be broken. Now the things you have<br />
believed were ornaments, decorations, are being shown to you persistently as nothing but chains.<br />
Either you will have to escape from me... but remember, escaping won’t help you. Once you have been on my<br />
surgical table it is better to go through the whole operation! If you escape in the middle of the operation you will<br />
remain confused your whole life, because whatsoever you have understood from me is not going to leave you, it<br />
will haunt you. So there is no escape from me.<br />
Once you are with me you have to learn the ways of transformation, you have to go through a radical change.<br />
You have to die to the past and be born anew. It is hard, it is painful. Every birth is painful, and spiritual birth<br />
particularly is very painful. <strong>The</strong>re are no sedatives available. For spiritual birth one has to go through many<br />
pains, but those pains are worth it because you grow out of your imprisonments; you grow into freedom, you grow<br />
up.<br />
And once you have tasted the joy of growing up, of becoming mature, then there is no problem. <strong>The</strong>n you<br />
know that all that you have left behind was worthless, was rubbish.<br />
But, Asang, this moment has to be passed through. This critical moment has to come in every disciple’s life<br />
when the disciple is in a kind of limbo, neither here nor there, half in the past and half moving with me, many<br />
times thinking to escape.<br />
Just the other day Somendra asked a question: ”But, Beloved Master, where is the exit?” <strong>The</strong>re is no exit here!<br />
It is one-way traffic. You only come in... we don’t have another door, only the entrance. <strong>The</strong>n you have to be<br />
reborn; that is the only exit. But the exit is not in escape, it is in ”inscape.” It is going inwards.<br />
Asang, I am taking as much care as you can tolerate at this moment! I will take more.... <strong>The</strong> medicine is<br />
bitter and it has to be given in small doses. And this is not homeopathic treatment, remember, this is pure<br />
allopathy it is pure poison! It is crucifixion, because only then is there resurrection. But that too takes three<br />
days. Between the crucifixion and the resurrection... three days. Remember those three days; they are significant,<br />
very significant. Those three days are the most difficult days.<br />
Just think of Jesus: three days in the cave, neither dead nor alive. He couldn’t have been completely dead<br />
because once you are completely dead you are gone. He was not completely alive either; otherwise he would not<br />
have remained for three days in the cave, he would have escaped sooner. He must have been hanging between<br />
these two polarities of birth and death.<br />
Those three days are significant, they are symbolic. Those three days represent body, mind, heart. You have<br />
to die in the body, in the mind, in the heart; then only can you be born as a soul. You have to pass through this<br />
dark night of the soul. This is the womb period, those nine months in the mother’s womb. In exactly the same<br />
way, the disciple has to be in the womb of the master. This buddhafield is nothing but a womb. You are in the<br />
womb. It depends on you: if you go on clinging too long it will take a long time for you to come out.<br />
In India we have many beautiful stories about Lucknow. Lucknow is the most mannerly city in India, very<br />
mannerly; too much in fact, so it is said. Once it happened, a woman got pregnant and she was carrying two<br />
children within her womb, and they wouldn’t come out. Nine months passed, then nine years passed, then ninety<br />
years passed....