MYSTICS AND THEIR DEATH
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JAN 18-20 -SAMASATI
Samasati is a term that Buddha used to encourage his disciples to remember to be aware in their daily activities. Samasati means a balanced presence, a centered awareness.
Jan 19 is Osho’s Mahaparinirvana Day- 21st anniversary of Osho’s leaving his body- It’s a celebration for all enlighten beings.
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Swami Satya Vedant was initiated into Sannyas by Osho in 1975. Osho appointed him as Chancellor of Osho Multiversity, Pune.
He holds a Ph.D. degree from the University of Michigan, U.S.A., and another Ph.D. degree from M.S. University of Baroda, India. Vedant has given numerous public lectures and has held workshops around the world including at the United Nations, The World Bank, the Pentagon, as well as at Dr. Deepak Chopra's program in San Diego. In the corporate world, his workshops have been mainly focused on Stress Management and Managerial Effectiveness, Leadership, Human Relationship, Women and Self Empowerment, Education, and Health Enhancement for everyone.
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My effort here is to help you all to live like Buddhas and die like Buddhas. The death of a Buddha is both! It is not a death, because life is eternal. Life does not begin with birth and does not end with death. Millions of times you have been born and died; they are all small episodes in the eternal pilgrimage. But because you are unconscious you cannot see that which is beyond birth and death.
As you become more conscious, you can see your original face”
--OSHO Taken from Be Still and Know, Chapter 9
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THIS SUNDAY: JAN 13
The third eye (also known as the inner eye) is a mystical and esoteric concept referring in part to the ajna (brow) chakra in certain spiritual traditions. It is also spoken of as the gate that leads within to inner realms and spaces of higher consciousness.
Osho says "Our two eyes look at the outside, and because they are two, they create a duality, they divide everything into two. There is a third eye -- it is a metaphor -- which looks inward, and because it is one it does not create any duality, any conflict. It leads to the one. It is a flight of the alone to the alone. Its movement is inwards; it reaches to the innermost core of the being. It goes like an arrow. It is a look into one's own being or into one's own nature.
And the whole work here is to make your third eye function. It has gone into a non-functioning state because we have not used it for so long. It is just as if you don't use your hands for a long time, they will start dying. If you don't use your eyes for a long time... they say if you live in darkness for three years then you will never be able to see again. Or if you don't speak for three years continuously you will never be able to speak again because your vocal chords will die. So each centre, whether physical or psychological, needs to be constantly functioning, then it remains alive. Otherwise it withers away. And the third eye we have not used for a long time, for many lives, so it has almost become non-existential.
People go on listening and the masters go on teaching 'Look within', 'Know thyself', 'The kingdom of God is within you', and people listen to all these things but in fact they don't understand what to do. Where is this inside and how to look inside? Maybe Jesus is right that the kingdom is within, but what does he really mean by 'within'? -- because our whole experience consists of the without. All that we know is without and all that is worth knowing is within. This is the dilemma, the predicament of humanity -- that the worthless is available and the real treasure is hidden. In fact it is hidden because it is real treasure. Real treasure has to be hidden, otherwise you will be robbed of it!"
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OSHO TALKS ABOUT MYSTICS AND THEIR DEATH
LAO TZU | LEAVING NO TRAILS
It is an interesting fact that nothing is known of Lao Tzu s death. No one knows when he died, where and how he died. There is however a popular story that the last man to see Lao Tzu, asked him where he was going. Lao Tzu replied, he was returning to where he came from. The man said however, "But people will worry about you; where you have gone and what happened to you?" Lao Tzu said, "When I was born, I was ignorant. So there was a little noise about my birth. Now that I have attained wisdom, there shall be no sound about my death.
"The happening of death will not take place, in a way, in my case. There shall be no account of my death in the world of happenings for the sage lively silently and departs in silence."
And thus he departed-silently.
All that the people know was, that Lao Tzu was and is no more. The happening of death did not take place in the sense that no one saw him die. His last words to some traveller were: "Now I have attained wisdom, therefore, my death shall produce no sound." When the Void walks, there are no signs of its foot-steps, when the Void walks, there are no signs of its foot-prints - as the birds fly in the air and leave no trail behind them.
The Way of Tao, Vol-1, Chapter-7
ZARATHUSTRA | BEWARE OF ME
The last thing that Zarathustra said to his disciples was: "Beware of me!" He was leaving for the mountains, to disappear and die in the mountains; in the silence, in the eternal virginity of the mountains he was going to die. He had lived beautifully, a long life. Now he wanted to have a beautiful death in the valleys surrounded by the mountains, with the sound of running water and birds and flowers and the fragrance.
The disciples asked, "Your last message, Master?"
And he said, "Beware of me."
That has been always the last message of all great Masters.
PhilosophiaPerennis, Vol-1, Chapter-1
SOCRATES | TASTE OF DEATH
The real man of understanding lives his death as much as he lives his life, with the same intensity, with the same thrill.
Socrates was so thrilled when he was going to be given poison. The poison was being prepared outside his room. His disciples had gathered; he was lying on the bed ready, because the time was coming closer. At six o'clock, exactly as the sun sets, he would be given the poison. People were not even breathing, the clock was coming closer and closer to six o'clock, and this beautiful man would be gone forever. And he had not committed any sin. His only sin was that he used to tell the truth to people, that he was a teacher of truth, that he would not compromise, that he would not bow down to the stupid politicians. That was his only crime; he had not done any harm to anybody. And Athens was to remain poorer forever.
In fact, with the death of Socrates, Athens died. Then it never had the same glory again, never. It was such a crime, killing Socrates, that Athens committed suicide. Greek culture never reached such a height again. For a few days it continued, just echoes of Socrates -- because Plato was his disciple, just an echo. And Aristotle was Plato's disciple, an echo of an echo. Slowly slowly, as the echoes of Socrates disappeared, Greek culture disappeared from the world. It had seen days of glory, but it committed suicide by murdering Socrates.
His disciples were very much disturbed, but Socrates was thrilled, just as a small child when you take him to the exhibition is so thrilled by everything, each and everything is so incredible. He would get up again and again and go to the window and ask the man who was preparing the poison, "Why are you delaying? Now it is six o'clock!"
And the man said, "Are you mad, Socrates, or something? I am delaying just so that a beautiful man like you can stay a little longer. I cannot delay forever, but this much I can do. A little bit more, linger a little bit more! Why are you in such a hurry to die?"
Socrates said, "I have known life, I have lived life, I know the taste of life. Now I am so curious about death! That's why I am in such a hurry. I am pulsating with great joy -- the very idea that now I am going to die, and I will be able to see what death is. I want to taste death. I have tasted everything else, only one thing has remained unknown. I have lived life and known all that life can give. This is the last gift of life, and I am really intrigued."
The man who has lived, really lived, will know how to die.
The Book of Wisdom, Chapter-14
BODHIDHARMA | DISAPPEARING IN THE HIMALAYAS
In the night Bodhidharma was poisoned by some disciple as a revenge, because he had not been chosen as the successor. So they buried him, and the strangest legend is that after three years he was found by a government official, walking out of China towards the Himalayas with his staff in his hand and one of his sandals hanging from the staff -- and he was barefoot.
The official had known him, had been to him many times, had fallen in love with the man, although he was a little eccentric. He asked, "What is the meaning of this staff, and one sandal hanging from it?" Bodhidharma said, "Soon you will know. If you meet my people just tell them that I'm going into the Himalayas forever."
The official reached immediately, as fast as he could, the monastery on the mountain where Bodhidharma had been living. And there he heard that he had been poisoned and he had died... and there was the tomb. The official had not heard about it, because he was posted on the boundary lines of the empire. He said, "My God, but I have seen him, and I cannot be deceived because I have seen him many times before. He was the same man, those same ferocious eyes, the same fiery and wild outlook, and on top of it, he was carrying on his staff one sandal."
The disciples could not contain their curiosity, and they opened the tomb. All that they could find there was only one sandal. And then the official understood why he had said, "You will find out the meaning of it; soon you will know."
We have heard so much about Jesus' resurrection. But nobody has talked much of the resurrection of Bodhidharma. Perhaps he was only in a coma when they buried him, and then he came to his senses, slipped out of the tomb, left one sandal there and put another sandal on his staff, and according to the plan, he left.
He wanted to die in the eternal snows of the Himalayas. He wanted that there should be no tomb, no temple, no statue of him. He did not want to leave any footprints behind him to be worshiped; those who love him should enter into their own being - "I am not going to be worshiped." And he disappeared almost in thin air. Nobody heard anything about him - what happened, where he died. He must be buried in the eternal snows of the Himalayas somewhere.
Bodhidharma: The Greatest Zen Master, Chapter-1
NANSEN | ORIGINAL WAY OF DYING
I have told you about Nansen.
Before he was going to die, he informed all his disciples to come to partake in the ceremony of his death. He had thousands of disciples and he asked them, "Now please, anybody -- suggest to me some original way of dying. I don't want to be in any way orthodox -- I have never been in my life. Why should I be orthodox in dying if I have not been in living?"
The disciples looked at each other. Nobody had heard about an original death; death is death. Still, one suggested, "I have heard about a monk dying sitting, crosslegged, in a lotus posture."
Nansen said, "Stupid! So many have done that; it is nothing new. Just try to find something new. You are my disciples and you cannot do even this much for me? - to find an original way of dying? Do you want me to die like everybody else, lying on the bed?"
The bed certainly is a very dangerous place. Ninety-nine point nine percent of people die there... so beware! When the light is put off, simply get out of the bed -- it is the most dangerous place. Be somewhere else: in the bathroom, on the floor, on the roof... anywhere, but avoid the bed.
Nansen said, "I am not going to die in the ordinary way." Somebody suggested, "Then you can die standing up."
Nansen said, "That seems to be a little better, but still it is not unique, because I have heard about one Zen master dying standing."
That gave a clue to a disciple; he said, "That gives me an idea. Why don't you try it? Die standing on your head!"
He said, "This is great!" -- And he stood on his head and died.
Now the disciples were at a loss what to do, because there exists no ritual for a man who has died standing on his head....
Somebody suggested, "His sister... she is his elder, she is a nun in the nearby monastery; it is better to call her. It is a dangerous case. We should not take any responsibility for it!"
The sister was called. She was older than Nansen; Nansen was ninety and the sister was ninety-five, but the sister was in no way inferior to Nansen in her understanding. She gave a hit to Nansen and told him, "Your whole life you have been mischievous; at least in your death behave!"
So Nansen jumped up, lay down on the bed, smiled -- and died.
The disciples could not believe it, whether he is still dead... because first he had deceived them by standing on his head. "We would have burned him alive. Now it is better to wait for two or three days and see if he is really dead."
Nansen opened his eye and said, "I am really dead! There is no need to wait. When I am saying it who are you to dispute it. Is it my death or yours?"
They said, "Certainly it is your death."
So he said, "Can I close my eyes?"
They said, "It is up to you."
He closed his eyes and the disciples had to burn him, feeling very much worried -- perhaps they are burning him alive or... who knows? He looks absolutely dead, but he looked dead when he was standing on the head, he looked dead when he was lying on the bed...!
Zen is certainly a very original way of living, of loving, of dying, of expressing its experiences.
Live Zen, Chapter-14
DIOGENES | THE EMPEROR
It is said that Diogenes haunted Alexander his whole life. Wherever he went, Diogenes was with him like a shadow. At night, in dreams, Diogenes was there laughing. And a beautiful story tells that they died on the same day.
They died on the same day, but Diogenes must have waited a little so that he could follow Alexander. While crossing the river which divides this world from that, Alexander met Diogenes again, and this second encounter was more dangerous than before. Alexander was in front because he had died a few minutes earlier -- Diogenes had been waiting to follow him. Alexander, hearing the sound of someone behind him in the river, looked back and saw Diogenes there laughing. He must have become quite dumbstruck, because this time things were absolutely different. He was also naked like Diogenes, because you cannot take your clothes to the other world. This time he was absolutely nobody, no emperor.
But Diogenes was the same. All that death can take away he had already renounced, so death couldn't take anything from him. He was just the same as on that river bank; here he was in this river, just the same as before.
So to be nonchalant, to give himself courage and confidence, Alexander also laughed and said, "Great, wonderful! Again the meeting of the greatest emperor and the greatest beggar."
Diogenes replied, "You are absolutely right, only you are a little confused about who is the emperor and who is the beggar. This is a meeting of the greatest emperor and the greatest beggar, but the emperor is behind and the beggar is in front. And I tell you, Alexander, it was the same at our first meeting. You were the beggar, but you thought I was. Now look at yourself! What have you gained by winning the whole world?"
The Empty Boat ,Chapter-6
GURDJIEFF | EXCEPTIONAL DEATH
Just a few days ago I was reading the memoirs of the doctor who attended Gurdjieff when he died, and the doctor says 'I have attended so many people while they were dying, but this death was tremendously exceptional.' And the doctor says 'I cannot think that anybody has ever died like that. The moment he was dying, he opened his eyes, sat in his bed, supported by many pillows, asked for his hat, put his hat on a very beautiful red hat -- took his cigar in one hand, a cup of coffee in the other hand, smoked and sipped the coffee.'
The doctor was watching and the disciples were crying and weeping, and the doctor knew that within seconds Gurdjieff was going to disappear. His legs had become numb - they had gathered too much water and the water had to be removed - and the doctor knew that he might not even be able to completely remove the water because before the water was removed, Gurdjieff would be gone. And he asked Gurdjieff -because giving him pain seemed unnecessary now that he was going to die; death was certain - he asked Gurdjieff 'What should I do?'
And Gurdjieff said 'If you are tired, then I can wait a little longer. I have been waiting so many years for death. You can rest a little and then you can do it. I have been waiting so long, I can wait a little longer - there is no problem. If you are too tired, you can have a little rest - two, three hours - because you have not been asleep the whole night. If you are not tired, you do your work.'
Crying, because he also was a disciple, the doctor started taking water out of his legs. And Gurdjieff was there, sipping his coffee and smoking his cigar and talking and joking. All life had disappeared from the body, but his face was aflame, his eyes were so radiant. And at the last moment he said 'Has anybody any question? because now I am leaving.'
He used to say to his disciples that one can die very consciously, and he died very consciously. Just twenty-four hours before he was removed to the hospital he insisted that he would not go to the hospital, and he asked the doctor 'What do you think? Can the hospital save me? If I cannot save myself then who can save me?' For twenty-four hours before this, the doctor had been crying, so he said 'Okay, if you are crying, I am coming.'
So the doctor ran outside to phone for the ambulance. And when the ambulance came, he went into the room - Gurdjieff had disappeared! He could not believe how he had gone because he could not move!
Gurdjieff was standing on the road near the ambulance. He came in and he said 'The ambulance has come - where is the doctor?' He was walking and the doctor could not believe it - it was impossible, he was not in a state to walk. Other doctors came to consult and they, nobody, could believe that he could walk, but he walked to the ambulance. Not only that, he came in again to enquire 'Where is the doctor?'
Two weeks before, suddenly - and he was ill, very ill - one evening he asked his disciples 'Bring my car, I would like to drive.' Two weeks before!
And they said 'The doctor says you should not move out of the bed.'
He said 'Forget all about doctors. Bring my car.' And he drove the car and went to a certain Russian church and there sat for one hour, with closed eyes, under a tree. Only later on could people know that was the place where he would be buried two weeks later. He had gone there two weeks before to see the place, and he sat on the exact place where he was to be buried two weeks later. And then they all understood: death was so clear to him -- when it was going to happen, where he was going to be buried - and that was a church he had never gone to in his whole life. It was not that he used to visit it; he had never gone. That was the first and the last time alive. Next time he was dead.
Bennett reports that he reached twenty-four hours late; Gurdjieff had died. He reached in the middle of the night, rushed to the church where Gurdjieff's body was lying and went into the room; there was nobody. He sat silently and he became afraid; he started trembling because it felt as if Gurdjieff were still alive. He was a scientist, a mathematician, and he could not be deceived. He was not a devotee, he was not emotional, sentimental; not the feeling type at all. So he went close by to feel what was the matter and became completely silent to listen. It felt as if somebody were breathing. He went all around the room. Closer... whenever he came closer to the body he would feel the breathing more clearly, whenever he went further away, the breathing would not be heard so clearly. And the man was dead, but he had a feeling that he was still hovering around - as if the body were alive, as if his presence were there.
It is possible. A man who dies totally alert can do many things. A man who dies in awareness, in fact, never dies. He has come to recognise the deathless in him.
Tao: The Pathless Path, Vol-1, Chapter-4
KABIR | ACT OF COMPASSION
Kabir lived his whole life in Varanasi. Hindus believe that if you die in Varanasi you will be born in heaven -- just a simple panacea. All religions have to find some simple thing, because there are aesthetic practices but they will be followed only by a few idiots; anybody who has a little intelligence is not going to follow them. To those unintelligent people you have to give some recipe, very simple. So if you just die in Varanasi, that's enough, because from Varanasi you cannot go anywhere else: the route directly goes to heaven.
So people come to die in Varanasi. In Varanasi you will find old people, old women, widows, almost on the verge of death. You will not find that kind of; crowd anywhere else in the world. They have all come to die: they are certain now that there is not much time left, so they come to die in Varanasi.
But when he was sick and old, and was just on the verge of death, Kabir asked his disciples to move him from Varanasi and take him to Magahar. Magahar is a poor village, a very small village on the other side of Varanasi. I don't know how it came about, but the story is that if you die in Magahar, the road directly goes to hell. Perhaps just parallel to Varanasi you have to manage a road to hell too. And Magahar is just on the other side of Ganges; on this side is Varanasi. Kabir said, "I want to go to Magahar."
His disciples said, "Are you mad? You must be!"
He said, "I have always been mad; but I cannot die in Varanasi, because if I die in Varanasi and reach heaven then what credit is it to me? The whole credit goes to Varanasi. I am going to die in Magahar and I am going to see how they can take me to hell. I am going to die in Magahar AND I am going to heaven; otherwise I am going to create hell there."
And he insisted on moving; he forced his disciples and finally they had to take him in a boat to Magahar on the other side. He died there -- the only man who ever came to die in Magahar in the whole of history. His samadhi is in Magahar, and on it is written: "I am going to heaven directly from Magahar."
You will be surprised that after he died in Magahar, the story that people who die in Magahar go directly hell disappeared, because nobody could think, could, conceive, that Kabir could go to hell. This was his last, act of compassion towards the people of Magahar.
From Personality to Individuality, Chapter-18
MEERA | MERGING WITH GOD
Udaysingh had great feeling for Meera. He sent innumerable messengers to Meera to bring her back: "This is our disgrace. This is Rajasthan's disgrace that Meera wanders from village to village, moving here and there. This stain will always remain on us. Let her come back. Bring her back. We ask forgiveness for our mistakes. That which has happened in the past is gone."
People went, pundits were sent, priests were sent to explain and convince, but Meera always gave the explanation, "Now where to come or go? Where should I go now, giving up this temple of my life's love?" She was ecstatic in the Ranchhordasji temple.
Still Udaysingh tried very hard. He sent a group of one hundred men and said, "Bring her back no matter what. If she doesn't come, give her a threat. Tell her you'll fast sitting at the door of the same temple." And they gave the threat. They insisted, "You must come, if not then we'll die right here."
Then Meera said, "This again; if I am to go, then I will go and ask my love. Without his giving permission, I cannot go. So I'll ask Ranchhordasji." She went inside and the story is very lovely, very surprising, very significant. She went inside and it is said she never came out again. She disappeared into Krishna's statue.
This too couldn't be historical, but it should be, because if Meera cannot merge into Krishna's statue, then who can? And she had dissolved Krishna so deeply into herself, couldn't Krishna at least let her be merged into himself? If not then the whole foundation of devotion will be broken. Then the trust of the devotee will be broken. Meera has dissolved Krishna so deeply into herself, then Krishna too has a responsibility.
Be aware, don't take this as a fact and sit thinking over it. This is truth and truth is very different from fact. Truth is far above facts. Just what is there in facts? Not worth two cents. Fact is not the limit of truth. Fact is that which man's small intelligence can understand. It is a fragment of truth; truth is vast.
If you ask me, I say it is so. Is has to be. If not, the devotee's trust is wrong.
Meera must have said, "Now what's your feeling, shall I go now? Where will I go? Either come with me or take me into you." Ultimately that which you love, you become.
Love with care and understanding. Make your friendships with awareness. Because this friendship is no ordinary matter.Meera's friendship was with Krishna, and if finally she merged into his image then to me this seems to be completely right. It must be so. It is just so.
Early Talks, Chapter-9