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About The Beloved, Vol. 2
The Beloved, Volume 2
Ten talks based on the natural, magical wisdom inherent in the songs of these delicious madmen, mystics, fools and poets, the Bauls of Bengal. In alternating chapters, Osho also responds to seekers’ questions, and, no matter what the question may be, the answers he gives always convey the trust, oneness and love experienced by the Bauls.
This second volume is both spontaneous and life-affirmative with Osho declaring: “Theirs is the path of the dancer, the singer, and the aesthetic man.”
Reviews
"I have read most of [Osho’s] books and listened to tapes of his talks, and I am convinced that in the spiritual tradition, here is a mind of intellectual brilliance and persuasive ability as an author."
James Broughton, poet, and author of The Androgyne Journal of Graffiti for the Johns of Heaven
Chapter Titles
Chapter 1: The Roots and the Flowers Are One
Chapter 2: When Doubt Is Not, Trust Is
Chapter 3: Close Your Eyes and Try to Catch Him
Chapter 4: Remember to Stop in the Middle
Chapter 5: Join the Carnival of Love
Chapter 6: Now Is Not Part of Time
Chapter 7: They Kill Lust with Lust
Chapter 8: I’m Just Being to You
Chapter 9: Be the Formless in You
Chapter 10: Love Is Death
Excerpt from The Beloved, Vol. 2
Chapter 1
If you are not growing your roots into life, if you are not growing your roots and spreading your roots in love, in trust, you will remain a dwarf. You will never become the essential man, adhar manush. Grow, grow towards depth – because when your roots grow towards depth, your branches grow towards height. Depth and height grow together. The deeper you go into the earth, the higher you go into the sky. The deeper you go into this shore, the closer you reach to the other shore.
Love, love life, love all that surrounds you, and let your roots spread as far and as wide as possible. You will start touching the feet of God. Your flowers will start being offered to the divine feet. Otherwise, remember – you will remain a dwarf.
Love is a must. It is the only nourishment for the soul. The body can exist with food; the soul can exist only with love. Let it not remain just a word; allow it to become a penetrating experience.
Love is worship for the Bauls, love is prayer for the Bauls, love is God for the Bauls.
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