When I tell you to trust me, I am simply saying that a certain climate has happened to me: have a glimpse of it. Come, let that climate surround you also. Let me vibrate in your heart; let me pulsate around you; let me throb in the deepest core of your being; let me resound in you. I am singing a song here – let it be echoed so that you can know that, “Yes, the song is possible.” Buddha is gone, Jesus is not here; it’s natural. Listening to Jesus is not possible for you. You can read the Bible; it simply depicts something that happened somewhere in time, but you cannot believe it. It may be just a myth, a story. Buddha may be just poetic imagination; poets may have created him. Who knows? – because in life you don’t come across such men. Unless you come across a religious man, religion will remain somewhat like a dream. It will never become a reality. If you come across a man who has tasted truth, who has lived in a different world and in a different dimension, to whom godliness has happened and to whom godliness is not just a theory, but a fact like breathing, then trust him, go unto him. Then don’t hesitate; then take courage. Then be a little bold. Then don’t be a coward and don’t go on slinking outside the door; enter the temple. Of course, this temple is not going to become an abode for you. You will have to create your own temple – because God can be worshipped only when you have created your own temple. In a borrowed temple, God cannot be worshipped. God is a creator and respects only creativity. And the basic creativity is to create a temple of your own. No, borrowed temples won’t do. But, how to create a temple?
In the first place, it is almost impossible to believe that temples have ever existed. Jesus” existence remains doubtful; Buddha looks like a myth, not like history; Krishna is even more in the world of dreams. The farther back you go in history, the more and more things fade into mythologies. No signature is left on reality.
When I say trust me, I simply mean: don’t stand outside. If you have come so close to me, come a little closer. If you have come, then come in. Then let my climate surround you. That will become an existential experience for you. Looking into my eyes, entering into my heart, it will become impossible for you then to distrust Jesus. It will be impossible for you then to say that Buddha is just a myth. But still, I will go on saying that if Buddha comes, meets you on the path, kill him.
Come through me, but don’t stay there. Have the experience and go on your way. If the experience is lost again in memories and fades out, come again to me while I’m available here. Have another dip, but remember continuously that you have to create something of your own. Only then can you live in it. I can be a holiday, at the most, from your ordinary life, but I cannot become your life. You will have to change your life.
Now, the mind is very cunning. If I say trust me, the mind feels it is difficult. Trusting somebody else is very ego-destroying. If I say just trust yourself, the mind feels very good. But just by feeling good, nothing happens. I say to you, trust yourself. If it is possible, there is no need to trust me; if it is not possible, then try the other. Mind is always in search through everything to somehow make itself more strengthened.
I will tell you one anecdote.
A country dweller moved to the big city, and every Sunday for about six months, he attended a different church in an endeavor to find a congenial congregation. Finally, one Sunday morning, he entered a church just as the congregation recited with the minister, “We have left undone those things which we ought to have done, and we have done those things which we ought not to have done.”
He sat down with a sigh of relief and satisfaction, murmuring to himself, “At last I have found my lot.”
You are just trying to find something which does not disturb you. On the contrary, it strengthens your old mind. It strengthens you as you are. That is the whole effort of the mind: to perpetuate itself. You will have to be mindful about it. The mind has the tendency to hear not that which is said, but that which it wants to hear.