I have taken excerpts from his various talks on Love. Instead of me interfering with cumbersome explanations, let Osho do the talking. Love in his own words. I fact, there is nothing new, we are all familiar with these concepts. Just we didn't bother to practice, the ideas remained abstract. Osho explains things with clarity. His words are unassumingly simple.
Love is Nourishment in Itself
"The reason why all the cultures have
insisted on categorization is because they have been very much afraid of love,
is because if there is existential love, then it does not know boundaries –
then you cannot put Hindus against Mohammedans, then you cannot put Protestants
against Catholics. Then you cannot draw a line saying that you cannot love this
person because he is Jewish, Chinese. The leaders of the world wanted to divide
the world, but to divide the world they have to do the basic division which is
of love."
Sentiments Are Not Stones, They Are Like Rose Flowers
"There are three layers of the human
individual: his physiology, the body; his psychology, the mind; and his being,
his eternal self. Love can exist on all the three planes, but its qualities
will be different. On the plane of physiology, body, it is simply sexuality.
You can call it love, because the word love seems to be poetic, beautiful. But
ninety-nine percent of people are calling their sex, love. Sex is biological,
physiological. Your chemistry, your hormones – everything material is involved
in it…
"Why are many people not moving to the second plane because it is
tremendously beautiful? But there is a problem: anything very beautiful is also
very delicate. It is not hardware, it is made of very fragile glass. And once a
mirror has fallen and broken, then there is no way to put it together. People
are afraid to get so much involved that they reach to the delicate layers of
love,
"Poets are known, artists are known to fall
in love almost every day. Their love is like a rose flower. While it is there
it is so fragrant, so alive, dancing in the wind, in the rain, in the sun,
asserting its beauty. But by the evening it may be gone, and you cannot do
anything to prevent it. The deeper love of the heart is just like a breeze that
comes into your room, brings its freshness, coolness, and then it is gone. You
cannot catch hold of the wind in your fist. Very few people are so courageous
as to live with a moment-to-moment, changing life. Hence, they have decided to
fall into a love on which they can depend.
"I don't know which kind of love you know –
most probably the first kind, perhaps, the second kind. And you are afraid that
if you reach your being, what will happen to your love? Certainly it will be
gone – but you will not be a loser. A new kind of love will arise which arises
only perhaps to one person in millions. That love can only be called
lovingness."
Love Yourself
"We begin with one of the most profound sutras
of Gautama the Buddha: 'Love yourself…'
"Just the opposite has been taught to you by
all the traditions of the world, all the civilizations, all the cultures, all
the churches. They say: "Love others, don't love yourself." And there
is a certain cunning strategy behind their teaching.
"Love is the nourishment for the soul. Just
as food is to the body, so love is to the soul. Without food the body is weak,
without love the soul is weak. And no state, no church, no vested interest, has
ever wanted people to have strong souls, because a person with spiritual energy
is bound to be rebellious.
"Love makes you rebellious, revolutionary.
Love gives you wings to soar high. Love gives you insight into things, so that
nobody can deceive you, exploit you, oppress you. And the priests and the
politicians survive only on your blood – they survive only on exploitation. All
the priests and all the politicians are parasites.
"To make you spiritually weak they have found
a sure method, one hundred percent guaranteed, and that is to teach you not to
love yourself. If a man cannot love himself he cannot love anybody else either.
The teaching is very tricky. They say "Love others," because they
know if you cannot love yourself you cannot love at all. But they go on saying,
"Love others, love humanity, love God, love nature, love your wife, your
husband, your children, your parents, but don't love yourself" – because
to love oneself is selfish according to them.
They condemn self-love as they condemn nothing else
– and they have made their teaching look very logical. They say: "If you
love yourself you will become an egoist, if you love yourself you will become
narcissistic." It is not true. A man who loves himself finds that there is
no ego in him. It is by loving others without loving yourself, trying to love
others, that the ego arises.
"The missionaries, the social reformers, the
social servants, have the greatest egos in the world – naturally, because they
think themselves to be superior human beings. They are not ordinary: ordinary
people love themselves; they love others, they love great ideals, they love
God. And all their love is false, because all their love is without any roots.
A man who loves himself takes the first step towards real love."
"One can be in deep love and yet be alone. In
fact, one can be alone only when one is in deep love. The depth of love creates
an ocean around you, a deep ocean, and you become an island, utterly alone.
Yes, the ocean goes on throwing its waves on your shore, but the more the ocean
crashes with its waves on your shore, the more integrated you are, the more
rooted, the more centered you are. Love has value only because it gives you
aloneness. It gives you space enough to be on your own.
"Hence, it looks very contradictory, paradoxical,
when stated in such a way: "Love brings aloneness." You were thinking
all along that love brings togetherness. I am not saying that it does not bring
togetherness, but unless you are alone you cannot be together. Who is going to
be together? Two persons are needed to be together, two independent persons are
needed to be together. A togetherness will be rich, infinitely rich, if both
the persons are utterly independent. If they are dependent on each other, it is
not a togetherness – it is a slavery, it is a bondage.
"If they are dependent on each other,
clinging, possessive, if they don't allow each other to be alone, if they don't
allow each other space enough to grow, they are enemies, not lovers; they are
destructive to each other, they are not helping each other to find their souls,
their beings. What kind of love is this? It may be just fear of being alone;
hence they are clinging to each other. But real love knows no fear. Real love
is capable of being alone, utterly alone, and out of that aloneness grows a
togetherness."
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