Right now it is so miserable. It is in our hands to make it happier, full of laughter. And I don’t see that there is any reason that people who are happy, blissful, singing, dancing, celebrating, are in any way harming existence. They are enhancing existence, they are making it more alive.
And if the whole humanity lives in love and warmth, spiritual growth will become very easy. It will not be so arduous and so long a journey. It was arduous and long because it was cold.
You can reach to the ultimate, dancing all the way, singing all the way. There is no contradiction in being blissful, in being loving, in being warm, and being spiritual. In fact, you cannot be spiritual if you are not able to share your love, if you are not able to share your heart.
From the stories of the time before you became enlightened, it looks like you have been a master and an alarm clock to your surroundings all along. Is the difference between master and disciple one of consciousness only, or is there something like a master personality and a disciple personality?
The truth is that there is a difference of type. Everybody cannot be a disciple. I have missed, myself, being a disciple. For lives I have been searching but I could not manage to be a disciple.
I came in contact with many masters, but to be a disciple simply was not in my very nature. I had to go alone, I had to find the way myself. There was no question of ego, there was no question that I don’t want to learn from others – I was completely willing, but something was not in my very type.
Everybody cannot be a disciple, and everybody cannot be a master either.
It seems to be a difference of personality type – not only a difference of consciousness.
There have been many disciples who attained enlightenment but never became masters.
In this life I used to know a certain very remarkable man, Masto. The word means “drunk with the divine” – and he was drunk with the divine, a man of the highest caliber, but not a master. He remained a disciple even after he became enlightened.
And I used to talk to him again and again – because he loved me very much, and I said, “Now your master is dead, and you have to spread his word, his message.”
He said, “I have thought about it, but it simply does not ring any bell in my heart. I am perfectly happy just to be a disciple. It does not matter that my master is dead; my discipleship is not dead, I am still alive.”