Chapter 2: In a Right Moment
Richard, your name means hard. Transcend hardness, become a little soft, a little more feminine, a little more round. Losing a few corners will be of tremendous help. Logic is hard, love is soft. Logic is square, love is hip! Logic is always a coward; it thinks and thinks before it acts. And, in fact, by the time it comes to act it is already too late; the moment has passed.
Life is not static. It won’t stand still for you, it won’t wait for you. Who knows? Tomorrow I may stop giving sannyas - then what? Then you will have missed the train! And remember, the sannyas I am giving to you nobody else can give to you. Gather a little courage. Today is the day!
The two skeletons in the corner closet were grumbling about the heat, the dust, the boredom.
“What are we staying here for anyhow?” one asked.
“Damned if I know,” the second skeleton answered. “I would leave in a minute if I had any guts.”
The second question:
I am more afraid of living than of dying. Is it possible?
It must be possible if it is happening to you! Do you think you are managing the impossible? In fact, it is a very common phenomenon, nothing extraordinary about it - very normal. Nobody is more afraid of dying than of living. The fear of death is nothing compared to the fear of life.
That’s why thousands of people around the earth commit suicide, and many more think many times in their lives of committing suicide. Many try but are prevented; many try but try halfheartedly. But very few people try to live. The number of people who try to live life is much less than those who try to commit suicide or actually commit suicide.
The man who lives life becomes a buddha. How many buddhas do you have? They can be counted on your fingers. Only once in a while is there a man like Jesus, Zarathustra, Lao Tzu. Centuries pass; millions of people come and go, then only is there a man who really lives, authentically lives, lives to the utmost, lives fearlessly. Then what are the others doing? Their life is not life; on the contrary, it is a constant avoidance of life. They are simply protecting themselves from life. They are hiding in their black holes in the name of security, safety, comfort. They are simply trying to evade life.
You can watch yourself - have you lived? You can watch others around you - are they really living? People only become aware that they were alive when they die. When death knocks on your door, suddenly you become aware: “My God, I was alive! And now death has come.” But when death comes, millions of people feel relieved - relieved of the burden, of the anxiety, of the constant fear of life.