Chapter 17: Buddhas Are Trying to Be Buddhas
It has happened in many courts that murderers have simply denied that they have murdered. No court listens to them because all the evidence is there - the witnesses are there, the person has been murdered. But I have a different attitude. My opinion is, they murdered the person in the unconscious state. You are asking them questions in the conscious state and there is no communication between the two states. They are not lying - as it is taken in all the courts of the world, that they are lying - but they are saying authentically that they have not murdered. Certainly they have not murdered consciously, but unconsciously. They cannot remember it.
The final stage is the cosmic unconscious, which becomes clear to you only when your awareness reaches to the very depth of your being, to the very center of your being.
So don’t think that your experience is different. And don’t think that this experience is coming home, because once you come home you cannot go again out of the home. In fact, you are in the home already, you don’t “come.” It is only a question of deepening awareness, so that you start feeling, “My God, I have been searching my home and my home is within me.” Just don’t get mistaken that homes are outside you, and that you go in and you come out. The home we are talking about is inside you, so wherever you go the home goes with you. You cannot leave it anywhere because you are not separate from it.
So coming home means only a glimpse, and a very superficial glimpse. If you meditate, and intensively, on awareness, you will not come home, you will find you are at home. And a little laughter at yourself will arise, “I have always been here and I have been searching all over the world.”
There is no need of any search and there is no need to go anywhere - to Mecca, to Jerusalem, to Kashi or to Moscow. You have to close your eyes and intensify and sharpen your awareness. And it sharpens by itself as you go more and more inside.
Shimon Peres, the prime minister of Israel, Rajiv Gandhi, the prime minister of India, and Ronald Reagan from America, are driving together to a conference when their car breaks down and they are forced to spend the night at a small motel.
“I’m sorry,” says the clerk, “but we have only one room left and it’s a double. But one of you can sleep in the barn. We will make it comfortable.”
“No problem,” says Rajiv Gandhi, “I will sleep there.”
A short while later, the other two men are getting ready for bed, when there is a knock on the door. Gandhi is standing in the hallway.
“I’m sorry,” he says, “but I can’t sleep with a holy cow.”
“So, I will sleep in the barn,” says Shimon Peres and off he goes. A few minutes later, he is back.
“I’m sorry,” he says, “but being Jewish, I can’t sleep with a pig.”
Ronald Reagan shrugs and says, “I guess I will sleep in the barn.”
He leaves. Gandhi and Peres are just getting into bed, when they hear a knock at the door. They open it and standing there are the pig and the cow.