Chapter 2: The Greatest Rebellion Ever Tried
Just put the human mind aside. And by that I mean, put the past aside and the future, and look. This very moment.and the whole heaven descends upon you. You are overwhelmed. The birds are singing and their songs are fresh; they are not repeating old songs. They have no idea of yesterdays and they are not singing for the future. They are not rehearsing for tomorrows. And the trees are fresh. All is fresh except man.
So don’t ask, “From where does freshness come?” Ask, “From where does this dullness come, this staleness, this deadness?” Because this deadness comes and goes. Freshness is always there - it is the very nature of existence. It is God’s presence.
Meditation is nothing but a way, a method, to connect you with the eternal, to take you beyond time, beyond that which is born and dies, to take you beyond all the boundaries, to take you to the inconceivable and the unknowable. And it is not far away; it is as close as it can be. Even to say that it is close is not right, because it is exactly your very being, it is you. Freshness is your soul.
Your mind is boring, utterly boring. Get out of the mind. At least for a few moments every day, put the mind aside, be utterly nude of the mind. And then you will know it is welling up within you - the freshness you are asking about. From where does it come? It comes from the deepest core of your being - and it does not really come. Suddenly you find it has always been the case. It has always been there like an undercurrent, underground, hidden behind many, many layers of memories, dreams, desires.
Buddha says: Be desireless and know. Be desireless, and you will reach to the realm which is beyond birth and death, and you will enter into the unbounded.
But why is man not going into his own being which is so close? He is ready to go to the moon, he is ready to go anywhere! He is ready to go to the stars, but not into his own being. Why? There must be some deep reason behind it. The reason is: to go within yourself you will have to lose yourself. And one is afraid of losing oneself. One clings, one wants to remain oneself. One does not want to lose one’s identity. It is a very poor identity and false too, but still, something is better than nothing. That is our logic.
We don’t know who we are, so we cling to the body, to the mind, to whatsoever has been given to us - the conditioning, Catholic, communist, Hindu, Mohammedan. We cling to all that has been forced upon us, because it gives us a cozy feeling as if we know ourselves: “I am a communist,” that becomes my self-knowledge. “I am a Catholic,” that becomes my self-knowledge. “I am an Indian,” “I am a German,” that becomes my self-knowledge.
You are neither a communist nor a Catholic, neither Indian nor German. Your consciousness cannot be confined to such stupid labels. Your consciousness is so infinite, it cannot be contained in any word. It is as vast as the sky itself.
But you are afraid to go into that vastness. That vastness appears like emptiness, void. And one clings to one’s own small, arbitrary identity. Hence the fear of going into oneself.