Chapter 9: Love Is Never Too Much
The first thing is, I don’t have a family. I have people whom I love, who love me, but there is no binding of any family ties. Nobody belongs to me, neither do I belong to anybody. Everybody here has his own individuality, totally pure, without any kind of imprisonment in the name of love, in the name of religion, in the name of nation, in the name of race - beautiful names but only hiding ugly prisons.
It is good that you have been afraid all your life, “not to be part of it, not to belong, not to be in your family.” I don’t have any family. And you should remember not to belong to any family at all.
My vision of a real humanity is of pure individuals - relating to each other but not tied in any relationship; loving to each other but not being possessive of each other; sharing with each other all their joys and all their blessings, but never even in their dreams thinking of dominating, thinking of enslaving the other person.a world consisting not of families, not of nations, not of races, but only of individuals.
Only a world where families have disappeared and nations have died and races are no longer existent can have beauty, and can have immense possibilities for human growth. Otherwise all your relationships are destructive, because they are all possessive - your love is followed by your jealousy; your love is full of suspicion, mistrust. Everybody is trying to keep the other remaining within his control. It is a very strange situation where everybody is a prisoner and everybody is a jailer too. You are the jailer, you are the jail, you are the jailed, and you are trying to manage all three functions simultaneously. Certainly your life has become a mess!
At least here you need not be afraid. It is not Italy, and it is not a Mafia. Mafia simply means “the family.” Here, everybody is an individual - loved, respected, accepted as he is. Nobody is expecting him to be somebody else; no ideals are provided for you to imitate, no discipline is given to you so that you become a robot, a mechanical personality, repeating actions, words and never meaning really..
You say to people, “I love you,” but you have never thought exactly.do you really mean it? Your words have become so phony, your actions have become so false, your faces have become masks. You have completely lost your originality.
My effort here is to help you to discover your original face. And that is the greatest thing that can happen to any human being, to know his original face, because that is the face of God.
There is a word that has often touched me deeply. By just remembering it from time to time it feels as if it can heal wounds, and it brings stillness and contentment. This word is suchness. Would you like to talk about suchness?