Chapter 18: Dropping out of the Olympics
The sound of his falling and his crying. An old woman who lived in a hut by the side came out, helped him to get out of the well. He was very happy. He said, “You have saved my life! Do you know who I am? I am the royal astrologer. My fee is very great - even kings have to wait for months to consult me - but for you I will predict your future. You come tomorrow morning to my house, and I will not take any fee.”
The old woman laughed and she said, “Forget all about it! You cannot see even two feet ahead - how can you see my future?”
This is the situation of millions of people on this earth. They cannot see that which is; they are obsessed with that which should be. The greatest obsession that humanity suffers is of “that which should be.” It is a kind of madness.
The really healthy person has no concern with that which should be. His whole concern is the immediate, that which is. And you will be surprised: if you enter into the immediate, you will find the ultimate in it. If you move into that which is close by, you will find all the distant stars in it. If you move in the present moment, the whole eternity is in your hands. If you know your being, there is no question of becoming. All that you could have ever imagined to become you already are.
You are gods who have forgotten who they are. You are emperors who have fallen asleep and are dreaming that they have become beggars. Now beggars are trying to become emperors - making great efforts in dreams to become emperors, and all that is needed is to wake up! And when I say wake up, where can you wake up? In the future? In the past? The past is no more, the future not yet - where you can wake up? You can wake up only now, and you can wake up only here. This is the only moment there is, and this is the only reality there is, and this is the only reality that has always been and will always be.
Change your basic philosophy: that of an achiever. Relax into your being. Don’t have any ideals, don’t try to make something out of yourself, don’t try to improve upon existence. You are perfect as you are. With all your imperfections you are perfect. If you are imperfect, you are perfectly imperfect - but perfection is there.
Once this is understood, where is the hurry? Where is the worry? You have already slowed down. And then it is a morning walk with no destination, going nowhere. You can enjoy each tree and each sunray and each bird and each person that passes by.
The second question:
Is there any real difference between different races, nationalities, etcetera, etcetera?