Chapter 2: The Pilgrimage Is Endless
You have opened me to new heights and I hear you ahead of time. I see that you are here and then I feel that it is only your body that is present.
When you speak of Jesus, you are he. When you speak of Buddha, you are he. When you speak of Mahavira, you are he. I see that you are all masters.
And when you spoke of time that does not move, I heard and saw. My heart is full.
Jivan Mary, there are heights beyond heights. Don’t be contented: The spiritual search is an eternal discontentment, but it is sweet.
The more discontented you are for new heights, more heights, the more fulfilled, the more fruitful and significant becomes your every breath.
I can only show you the way, but you have to walk on it, alone - singing and dancing and always remembering that there is no place where you have to stop forever. It is good to have an overnight stop and wait for the beautiful dawn, and open your wings, because new heights are waiting for you.
The pilgrimage is endless.
This is one of the most fundamental things to understand - because all the religions have been teaching that there is a full stop; there comes a moment when you have reached and there is nowhere to go anymore. Life knows no full stop, it goes on and on. The full stop is only for those who are not courageous. Then just a little joy, a little light, a little song, suffices them.
I would like my people never to be satisfied. To be unsatisfied about worldly things is meaningless - with the worldly things you can be satisfied - but to be satisfied with spiritual growth is committing suicide. Contentment with the world and discontentment for God is the way.
It is true - if your heart is beating with my heart you will hear me ahead of time because whatever I am saying is nothing new: it is only dormant in you, asleep in you. When your heart is dancing with me, that which is asleep in you becomes awake. And the quality of awakening is the same, so you can hear me ahead of time. That is a very significant indication of coming closer and closer to the state of a devotee.
You say, “I see that you are here and then I feel that it is only your body present. When you speak of Jesus, you are he; when you speak of Buddha, you are he; when you speak of Mahavira, you are he; I see that you are all masters.”
Every master is all masters, because the message is the same. Every master is only a vehicle, a passage, but what comes through that passage belongs to existence itself. It cannot be otherwise. The language is going to be different, the ways of expression are going to be different, but the essential core of the message is eternally the same.
It is because I feel such a deep affinity with Buddha, Mahavira, Jesus, Zarathustra, Bodhidharma, Moses, that I feel an absolute right even to criticize them. That is out of my love.