Osho Music: Yes To The River (mp3, AAC)


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Yes To the River

Is it Chuang Tzu, the famous Taoist master or the butterfly that comes alive through these enchanted flutes and guitar melodies?
Listen and be... on cloud nine.

"Chuang Tzu, the famous Taoist master, was renowned for his illogical methods. He was a genius of the absurd.
Early one morning he rang the temple bell, summoning his disciples to the meeting hall. When the monks were seated, he entered and took his place at the head of the assembly. He sat silently for a few moments, then began: "Last night I had a beautiful dream," said Chuang Tzu. "I dreamt I was a butterfly carried about on a gentle breeze, flying from flower to flower in the warm sunshine. The dream was so real I can still smell the fragrance of those flowers even as I speak to you.
However, since waking up this morning, I’m so confused. This dream has shaken the very foundations of my reality.
The problem is – I don’t know who I am anymore! Am I Chuang Tzu, the one who was dreaming last night he was a butterfly? Or am I the butterfly, perhaps resting now on a leaf somewhere, dreaming she is Chuang Tzu?"

The monks laughed. But when Chuang Tzu closed his eyes, they sensed his sincerity, and so began to meditate in earnest on the master’s dilemma.
The chief disciple got up and walked outside. There in the temple courtyard was a well from which he drew a bucket of water. Carrying it back inside, he walked up to where Chuang Tzu was sitting and promptly began pouring the icy contents over the master’s head.
Chuang Tzu opened his eyes wide. Throwing his arms in the air, he laughed: "You have solved my problem," he shouted. "I am absolutely sure now who is Chuang Tzu and who is the butterfly. Just please – stop pouring this cold water over my head!"

Still laughing Chuang Tzu stood up, bowed to Lieh Tzu, and left the assembly.
Lieh Tzu was greatly enlightened by this incident, and eventually became Chuang Tzu’s successor".

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"Blessed are these mornings... ten thousand people are entering into a deep silence, into nothingness
Precious are these moments
Feel the splendor and the beauty of silence
This is the holy land
This is where the fire does not burn but is cool
This is where you will find your Buddha".

Osho, excerpted from: Signatures on Water
and Zen: The Language of Existence
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Excerpt from: Osho, Om Mani Padme Hum: The Sound of Silence, the Diamond in the Lotus, Chapter 22
"Music is your creativity.

"But we have lost contact with the authentic music. And slowly slowly, as humanity has become less and less interested in the inner world, its music has become lower and lower. The contemporary music is absolutely the lowest that has ever existed. It touches you, but it touches you at your lowest center of sexuality. The contemporary music is sexual, and the classical music was spiritual. I would like my people to create music on the path of meditation – or create music if you have found meditation, as a language to express the silence of it.

"Many mystics have done that. The mystic Nanak always was accompanied by a musician, his disciple Mardana. Before he would speak, he would tell Mardana to play on his veena and create the atmosphere for him to speak. And as he would stop speaking, he would again ask Mardana to create music as beautiful as possible So that these people who have come to listen to me understand perfectly well that words are impotent. The beginning is music and the end is the music. I have to use words, because you are not aware that there are higher ways of communicating." Osho

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