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Chapter 8: Life, Death and Love

The first question:

Osho,
Can you talk about facing the death of each moment and letting go?

Death is already happening. Whether you face it or not, whether you look at it or not, it is already there.

It is just like breathing. When a child is born he inhales, he breathes in for the first time. That is the beginning of life. And when one day he becomes old, dies, he will exhale.

Death always happens with exhalation and birth with inhalation. But exhalation and inhalation are happening continuously: with each inhalation you are born, with each exhalation you die.

So the first thing to understand is that death is not somewhere in the future waiting for you, as it has always been pictured. It is part of life, it is an ongoing process - not in the future; here, now. Life and death are two aspects of existence, simultaneously happening together.

Ordinarily, you have been taught to think of death as being against life. Death is not against life. Life is not possible without death, death is the very ground on which life exists. Death and life are like two wings: the bird cannot fly with one wing, and the being cannot be without death. So the first thing is a clear understanding of what we mean by death.

Death is an absolutely necessary process for life to be. It is not the enemy, it is the friend, and it is not there somewhere in the future, it is here, now. It is not going to happen, it has always been happening. Since you have been here it has been with you. With each exhalation it happens - a little death, a small death - but because of fear we have put it in the future.

The mind always tries to avoid things which it cannot comprehend, and death is one of the most incomprehensible mysteries. There are only three mysteries: life, death and love. And these three are all beyond mind.

So mind takes life for granted, then there is no need to inquire.That is a way of avoiding: you never think, you never meditate on life; you have simply accepted it, taken it for granted.

It is a tremendous mystery. You are alive, but don’t think that you have known life.

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