Mahaveer Vani #32

Date: 1972-09-17 (8:15)
Place: Bombay

Sutra (Original)

कषाय-सूत्र
कोहो य माणो य अणिग्गहीया,
माया य लोभो य पवड्ढमाणा।
चत्तारि ए कसिणा कसाया,
सिंचन्ति भूलाइं पुण्णब्भवस्स।।
पुढ़वी साली जवा चेव,
हिरण्णं पसुभिस्सह।
पडिपुण्णं नालमेगस्स,
इह विज्जा तवंचरे।।
Transliteration:
kaṣāya-sūtra
koho ya māṇo ya aṇiggahīyā,
māyā ya lobho ya pavaḍḍhamāṇā|
cattāri e kasiṇā kasāyā,
siṃcanti bhūlāiṃ puṇṇabbhavassa||
puढ़vī sālī javā ceva,
hiraṇṇaṃ pasubhissaha|
paḍipuṇṇaṃ nālamegassa,
iha vijjā tavaṃcare||

Translation (Meaning)

Kashaya-Sutra
Anger, and pride, unrestrained,
and deceit and greed, ever swelling.
These four, complete, are the passions,
watering the delusion that breeds rebirth.

Earth, rice, and barley as well,
gold together with cattle.
Even filled to the brim, not enough for one,
here, pursue knowledge and austerity.
Even this entire earth—overflowing with rice and barley and other grains, with gold and with cattle—cannot satiate a greedy man; knowing this, one should live by restraint alone.
Before the sutra, a few questions.

Osho's Commentary

Now let us take the sutras:
‘Anger, pride, deceit and greed — these four dark, foul kashayas keep watering the roots of the world‑tree called rebirth.’
‘Knowing that even this entire earth, filled with rice, barley and other grains, with gold and with cattle, is unable to satisfy a greedy man — one should therefore live with restraint.’
Mahavira spoke of four kashayas — anger, pride, deceit, greed. These four words are very familiar to us — as words. The four themselves are utterly unfamiliar. We mistakenly take familiarity with a word to be familiarity with truth. We all “know” what anger means — and yet we have never really met anger. Though anger has happened upon us many times, has happened through us. We have been drowned in anger. But anger drowns so much that the neutrality to see, the distance needed to understand anger, does not remain. So anger has happened through us, but we have not known anger. Others may have known our anger; we have not. Hence a strange phenomenon: even an angry man does not take himself to be angry. The whole world knows he is angry, but he alone does not know, “I am angry.” What is the matter? Everyone can see his anger — why can he not see it himself?
In truth, in the happening of anger he is not present at all. The observer — the witness — sinks. There is no trace of him. The others are not in anger, therefore they can see, “This man is in anger.” You do not come to know. This point has been so deeply suppressed that many facts which could have become scientific were also lost.
Only yesterday I was looking into a book by Lionel Tiger. He has made an important discovery. He has worked upon women’s menstruation. He says that in the four-five days of menstruation, women are more prone to anger, more irritable, more troubled, more violent. Their tendencies go lower. Not only that, in those five days their intellectual level also drops — their intelligence falls. Their IQ — their measure of intellect — drops by fifteen percent.
Hence in examinations there should be a special provision for girls. No girl should be examined during menses — she will lag behind needlessly. Exactly in the middle of the cycle, fourteen days after the previous period, women are at their most cheerful, and at that time they are less angry, less irritable. And at that time their IQ rises by fifteen percent. Therefore if, in mid‑cycle, a girl sits an exam with a boy, she will be at an advantage — fifteen percent more.
If she is in menses, she will be at a disadvantage — fifteen percent less. And taken together the difference becomes thirty percent — which is a large difference.
As research proceeds, another idea has slowly begun to arise. But thousands of years passed and it did not occur to us that woman and man are two sexes of the same species. So it is not necessary that only women have menstruation; somewhere, somehow, there should be an analogous event in men too. But it has not occurred to men so far. There should be — because their bodily structure is patterned on the same design. The whole arrangement is similar. The difference is slight, and that difference is only this much: in relation to the germ the woman is the receiver and the man the giver. Otherwise all is one. So if something like menstruation happens in women, it should happen in men as well.
A hundred years ago a man made a small inquiry in this regard — a German surgeon. He suspected that men too have a kind of menses. But since no external event like bleeding occurs, people forgot. So he kept records of men’s anger and irritability, and found that every twenty‑eighth day men too are disordered for four-five days, just as women are disordered. And now another thinker has given birth to a new science — his name is Patrick Williams — biodynamics. He has, in fully scientific terms, established that men too have menses. No external event occurs, but internally the same kind of event happens as happens to women. And in those four-five days you become angry, irritable, troubled; your consciousness drops.
This is happening every month. The day a man is born — take that as the first day — on that basis you can draw up your calendar for every twenty‑eighth day of life. That first day — and then, every twenty‑eighth day, a man’s calendar can be made. And when your calendar shows your menses approaching, let others know and be careful yourself. And sooner or later, when we marry men and women, we should take care that their menses do not coincide. Looking at husbands and wives it seems that in many cases they must be coinciding. For if the cycles coincide, there will be great disturbance and quarrel.
All this could happen because till today it did not occur to us that men too have menses — because we are not acquainted with anger; otherwise it would have occurred. Hence I say: if we had watched the stream of anger, we would have discovered that every month your fixed days, your fixed time, arrive when you are more angry. And every month there are fixed days when you are less angry. But this is a very mechanical thing — you are revolving like a machine. Your mastery is nowhere to be seen.
As it is with anger, so it is with greed, so with deceit, so with attachment. In all of them you are bound. And this bondage is strange. You only have the illusion that you are the master.
Many scientists have experimented on mice. A small hormone present in male mice — inject a tiny amount of it into a female mouse, and — astonishing — the female begins to behave like the male: the same swagger, the same gait — that of the male — the same quarrelsome tendency, the aggressive mood — all arise. Not only that, after injections of male hormones the female climbs upon the male and tries to copulate, which she cannot do. Male mice were given injections of female hormones — they became utterly effeminate, submissive, ran away, became frightened, and trembled at every little thing.
Does this mean that tiny hormones are so powerful and your consciousness so poor that a single injection can make you male or female? That a single injection can make you brave or cowardly? Then that man whom you call timid, coward, or that one whom you call brave, courageous, daring — the difference between them is a small matter of hormones.
Generally this is so. Remove certain glands and you will not be able to be angry. Remove certain glands and your sex‑drive will vanish. Then is this body so dominant over you that your Atman has no freedom at all?
Therefore Mahavira calls these the four enemies. Because until one rises above these four, there is no experience of the Atman. While the hormones of anger are present in you — and yet you do not get angry; while the hormones of sexuality are present in you — and yet you attain to brahmacharya; while the whole chemical process of greed is within — and yet you attain to non‑greed — only then will the experience of the Atman happen.
Atman means: the experience of a presence beyond the body.
But we never go beyond the body — it is the body that runs us. Sometimes it even seems that you have gone beyond. In the morning you get up, the wife says something, the children are creating a nuisance, the servant is making trouble — and you go on smiling. Then you think, “I have conquered anger.” The same event happens in the evening and you go berserk. In the morning the hormones are fresh, the body is not tired; you are more assured. By evening you are tired, hormones have broken down, energy has declined. By evening you are vulnerable, more open; the smallest thing will hurt and wound. What you could bear in the morning, you cannot bear in the evening. But even in the morning you had not attained to the Atman — even then the body was the cause. In the evening too, the body is the cause.
To attain the Atman means: the body ceases to be the cause. Experiences begin in your life in which the chemical processes of the body have no hand — that are beyond them. Hence these four are called enemies. And Mahavira says: it is with these four that we keep watering the roots of the world‑tree of rebirth. With these four we keep preparing the next birth. He who is caught in these four has made his next birth already.
People come to me and ask, “How to be free of the coming and going?” They ask for freedom — and at the same time they keep watering the roots. “How to be free of this tree?” they say in the evening — and in the morning they are found watering it. They do not know that watering the roots and the coming of leaves are parts of one and the same act. It is one thing. Never ask how to be free of coming and going; do not ask that. Ask only this: how to be free of anger, deceit, attachment and greed. To ask for freedom from rebirth is itself a wrong question. Ask: how to stop myself from watering the tree. Do not ask: how may there be no tree. Because if you keep your attention on the leaves while your hands go on watering the tree — with a tree we do not do such a thing, for we know watering and the coming of leaves and flowers are parts of the same process.
You have no sense of your own life‑tree — what you are doing with it. On the one hand you keep saying, “May I not have sorrow,” and on the other hand you water sorrow in every way. You devise all means for sorrow to happen — and all the while you cry, “May sorrow not be.” Perhaps because the tree of life is yourself, you cannot connect your roots with your leaves. You cannot understand what the matter is. When sorrow arises, then catch hold of the leaf of sorrow and climb back down to the root — where did sorrow arise from? — and be concerned with cutting the root.
Therefore Mahavira says: these four are the roots — anger, pride, deceit, greed. The four are not so different; they are four faces of one and the same thing, the same event. Buddha named that event jiveshana — the lust for life.
Now this is a difficult matter. People say, “How will our coming and going stop?” Ask them, “Why? For what?” What trouble is rebirth causing you? Go happily — be born again and again — what is the harm?
No, they are not troubled even by birth. They are not troubled by life — but life brings sorrow, that is the trouble. “Let there be life without sorrow; let sorrow be cut off and life remain.” We want a world where there are no nights, only days. We want a world where there is only youth and no old age. Only health and no illness. Only friends and no enemies. Only love and no hate.
We want to cut one half of the world and retain the other. And the fun is — the other half remains precisely because we want to retain this one half. We want only friends in the world — therefore there are only enemies. We want only pleasures — therefore there are only sorrows. We want to save pleasure and remove pain — but pleasure is the root and pain the leaf. That which we want to save — in the very saving of it we also save that from which we want to be free.
When a man says, “May I be liberated from coming and going,” he does not mean, “May I end.” He says, “May I remain in moksha, may I remain in heaven. There should be no sorrow there — let there be freedom from sorrow.” So Buddha said: jiveshana — the longing to be, “I should be” — this is the root of all your suffering.
Mahavira says: these four enemies are also born of jiveshana.
Why does anger arise? When someone becomes an obstacle in your life. When someone wants to erase you — or you feel someone wants to erase you. When someone wants to save you, you do not get angry.
If I come to you with a knife, you will be afraid. You are not afraid of the knife — for a surgeon comes to you with an even bigger knife. Then you lie relaxed upon the table, even smiling. What is the matter? Both come with knives — but you fear that you might be killed, so you are afraid. The surgeon comes to save you — if you are dying, he saves. There is no fear of the knife. There is no fear even if someone cuts off a limb. There is only one deep fear — lest I cease to be.
So where it seems that someone has come to erase me, there anger stands up. Where it seems that someone has come to save me, there attachment stands up. Where it seems that “I will not be able to save myself,” then all our efforts to save ourselves — that is our greed. When it seems “I am now well saved, no one can erase me,” the ego that arises — that is our pride.
But all four are parts of jiveshana. The four‑formed deity within them is jiveshana. All four faces are its faces. In different circumstances different faces appear — but the feeling is one: that I must be saved. So long as a man wants to save himself, he cannot attain the Atman. Let us understand this a little more.
The man who wants to save himself will want to erase others. For to save oneself, there is no way without erasing the other. Mahavira lays so much emphasis on ahimsa for this very reason. He says: drop altogether the idea of erasing the other — and remember, only he can drop the idea of erasing others who drops the idea of saving himself.
When you do not want to erase anyone at all, then one thing has become certain: you no longer have any craving to save yourself. If there is no impulse left to save yourself, then there is no anger, no attachment, no deceit, no pride. This does not mean that the one who drops the urge to save himself does not get saved. The matter is just the reverse: he who does not save himself — he alone is saved. And he who saves himself — he dies again and again.
Jesus has said: he who will save himself will perish; and he who is ready to lose himself, no one can destroy him. But do not think, “If by readiness to lose we become saved forever, then we are ready to lose in order to be saved.” Then you will not be saved. Your inner intent is still to be saved. That very craving is the cause of births.
No one gives you birth — you give birth to yourself. You are your own father, your own mother — you go on giving birth to yourself. You are the cause of this trouble called birth. Hence there is so much terror of death, so much restlessness. And even at the time of dying a man says, “May I be freed from birth and death.” But his real meaning is only this: “May I be freed from death.” He says “birth” by mistake of language — if he thinks again he will not say it.
Think: do you want freedom from birth? Do you want freedom from life? The day you want freedom from birth, on that day you will be free from death. We all want freedom from death — therefore the seed of a new birth is sown. We want to escape the tip, not the root. Death is the last leaf; birth is the root. So the root must be cut.
Sannyas means: cutting the root. The world means: cutting the leaves. Both cut. The sannyasin is intelligent — he cuts where it should be cut. The worldly man is foolish — he cuts where cutting has no meaning; in fact, it is dangerous — for the leaves think they are being pruned. Cut one leaf — four sprout.
Mahavira says: by constantly watering these roots there will be birth again and again, death again and again. You will move in a wheel — up and down, up and down — in pleasure and pain, in defeat and victory — and this wheel is endless. And do not think sorrow is because you presently lack. If all were to be given to you, sorrow would not remain.
Mahavira says: even if all the gold of the earth were given to you, even if all wealth and grain were yours, even if the whole earth became your slave, even then it would be unable to satisfy you.
Fulfilment is not related to what you have; it is related to what you are. He who is unfulfilled will remain unfulfilled no matter what he has. And he who is fulfilled will remain fulfilled whether he has anything or nothing.
Fulfilment and unfulfilment are inner states. They have no relation with outer things. Therefore Mahavira says: even if everything were yours, you would still not be fulfilled. For we have not seen Alexander fulfilled, nor Napoleon fulfilled; Rockefeller is not fulfilled, Morgan is not fulfilled, Carnegie is not fulfilled. They have everything that can be had — perhaps more than Napoleon had — but fulfilment? There is no sign of fulfilment.
And Mahavira speaks from experience. He too had everything. So this is not the talk of a beggar standing on the road. In a beggar’s talk there can be an element of deception, of consolation — often there is. The beggar says, “What will it avail me if the whole earth becomes mine?” He does not mean he does not want the whole earth — he is saying, “We do not consider ourselves worthy to have it.” Not because he does not deem it worth having, but because he knows that deem it worth having and you will still get nothing. You will beat your chest and weep. It will not happen. Grapes are sour — because they are out of reach.
A beggar too says it — to console his own mind. Therefore a strange thing happens in the history of spirituality: emperors say it, and beggars say it. The words may be the same — the meaning is not the same. When an emperor says, “There is no essence in the whole earth,” it is a statement of experience. When a beggar says it, then — often, not always — it is not experience but an effort at consolation. He is explaining to himself, “It’s useless. Nothing will happen. Even if the whole earth is obtained, fulfilment will not come.” It is an attempt to soothe himself.
What Mahavira says is not an attempt at consolation — it is the outcome of a deep experience of discontent. So Mahavira says: even if all were to be given to you, nothing would happen. Because even if everything is found, you will not find yourself. Even if the whole earth is yours — there will be no meeting with yourself.
And fulfilment is the name of meeting with oneself. In meeting the other, nothing arises but unfulfilment — whether that “other” be wealth, a person, anything. Meeting the other is the progenitor of unfulfilment. And unfulfilment will be there — and there will be the desire to obtain more — and the illusion, “If I get more, perhaps all will be well.”
Only in meeting oneself is there fulfilment — for then there remains nothing to seek. But one meets oneself only he who drops jiveshana. One meets oneself only he who drops the madness of desire, anger, greed, attachment. For these madnesses keep you entangled in the other. They do not allow you to come home.
Anger means: you have rushed, like fire, towards the other. Non‑anger means: you have returned from the fire to yourself. Attachment means: you have got hooked to the other like a madman. Non‑attachment means: you have returned, like a wise man, to yourself. Pride means: the effort to be seen in the eyes of others — sheer madness, for all others too are engaged in the same effort. To drop pride, ego, means: the effort to see oneself in one’s own eyes — self‑vision. Pride means: the effort to appear in the eyes of the other. Egolessness means: one’s own seeing. “Let me see myself, let me attain myself, let me be with myself, let me live in myself” — this is supreme fulfilment. If I keep running into the other, running and running — there is running, certainly, but no arriving. Much travelling happens — nothing comes of it.
Therefore Mahavira says: recognise these four exactly. And when these four seize you, remember one thing — keep in remembrance — that even if you obtain the entire earth, nothing will come of it.
‘Knowing this, practice restraint.’
What is the meaning of restraint? Restraint means: to be saved from these four madnesses that drive us outside. Restraint means balance. In anger the balance is lost — you do what you never wanted to do. You even do what you could not have done — yet you do it. In greed the balance slips away. In attachment such words come out — the balance is gone.
Mulla Nasruddin was in love with a woman, and he said, “If you do not marry me, bear it in mind, I will surely commit suicide.” The woman asked, “Truly? Will you really commit suicide?” Nasruddin said, “This has been my usual procedure. Whenever I fall in love with a woman, I always do this — suicide!”
When you too are in what you call love — and you spoil the word “love” — you say such things as you neither do nor can do. It is madness — a hormonal disease. Chemicals are racing within you — you are no longer in your senses. What you are saying has little meaning.
Mulla Nasruddin says to his beloved, “Tomorrow I will come. Neither mountains can stop me nor a rain of fire. Even God, if he comes in between, cannot stop me.” And as he leaves he adds, “If it doesn’t rain, I will surely come.”
He is taking leave of a beloved. While departing he says, “Without you I cannot live. There is no woman more beautiful on this earth than you. The body is going — the soul I leave here.” Then, going down the steps he says, “But don’t make much of it — I have said the same to many women before, and I will say it again.”
When you are in attachment — which you call love — what you say is unconsciousness. When you are in anger, what you say is also unconsciousness.
Restraint means: consciousness. Let these unconsciousnesses not seize you. Let a man become balanced, restrained, settled in himself. Let him not speak such words, not behave in such a way, not use his life‑energy and time in such ways, of which he himself, on coming to his senses, will say, “It was madness.”
Hence all the old are angry with the young. There is no other reason — only the pain of their own youth. All the old are seen instructing the young. In truth, if they had the chance to instruct their own youth — which no one gets — they are taking it out on others. But they are making a mistake. Their parents also instructed them thus — no one ever listens. The young feel very annoyed: “What rubbish are you spouting?” But the poor old ones speak from experience. They have suffered these pains, they have done these insanities.
Mulla Nasruddin was sitting on a garden bench with his wife. Evening had fallen. In the shadows of the trees a new pair, a young man and woman, were speaking love. The wife became restless. At last she said to Nasruddin, “It seems that this boy and girl are preparing to marry. Go and try to stop them a little. Clear your throat — cough a bit.”
Nasruddin said, “Who stopped me? Everyone learns only from his own experience — there is no need to interfere.”
When desire seizes you, anger seizes you, attachment seizes you, pride seizes you — then remember: how much are you going to learn by experience! Has there not been enough experience? How much experience have you already had? You are merely repeating. Yes, one experience is necessary — but repetition is foolishness. One mistake is necessary — but to repeat the same mistake is foolishness.
The foolish are not those who make mistakes; and the wise are not those who make none. The wise are those who do not repeat the same mistake. The foolish are those who practice the same mistake again and again.
So when these four seize you, exercise a little intelligence and keep a little awareness: this has happened many times — what is the outcome? What is the result? And if no result is visible, keep restraint. Hold yourself — stand still. Do not run like a madman. He who can stop himself from these insanities slowly comes to know That which is beyond insanities. Its very name is the Atman.
Enough for today.
Stay for five minutes, sing a kirtan, and then go…!

Questions in this Discourse

Mahavira has called apramad—vigilance, awareness, continuous wakefulness—the basis of practice. A friend asks: how can we bring this awareness into our conduct while doing our tasks—in the office, in the shop, while working? If attention remains on awareness, how will the work get done? While engaged in work, what is the place of awareness, and can this itself be a sadhana?
A few things need to be kept in mind.

First, awareness is not a separate process. If you are eating, awareness is not some separate process that interferes with eating. If I tell you, eat and run at the same time—only one of the two will be possible: either running or eating. If I tell you, go to the office and sleep there—again, only one will be possible: either sleep or go to the office.

Awareness is not a competing process. You can eat while remaining aware, or you can eat in unawareness. Awareness will not obstruct eating. Awareness simply means that while eating, the mind does not go elsewhere; it stays with the eating. If the mind goes elsewhere, the eating happens in sleep. You are eating, and the mind has gone to the office. The body is at the dining table, the mind in the office. Then you are neither in the office, because you are not there, nor at the table, because the mind is not there. So the one who is eating is unconscious; it is happening without you.

The process of breaking this unconsciousness is awareness: while eating, the mind remains only in eating—it does not go anywhere else. As if the whole world has disappeared; only this small act of eating remains, and your whole consciousness is present before it. Every morsel you prepare, lift, take to the mouth, and chew—let all of it happen consciously. Your entire attention is on eating. Understand this distinction clearly.

If I tell you, while eating, chant Ram-Ram, then there will be two activities. If you chant Ram-Ram, attention leaves the eating; if you bring attention to the eating, the chanting breaks. I am not telling you to take attention somewhere else; make what you are doing itself your attention. Then none of your work will be hindered; rather, it will be supported. Because the more attentively a thing is done, the more skillful it becomes.

Skill in work depends on attention. If in your office, whatever you are doing, you do it attentively, your skill will increase, your capacity will grow, the quantity of work will increase, and you will not be tired. Your energy will be saved. You will return from the office as if returning fresh. When the body does one thing and the mind does another, tension arises between the two—that tension is fatigue. You are in the office and the mind is in the cinema. You are at the cinema and the mind is at home. The gap between mind and body—that tension—wearies you and breaks you.

When you are where you are, and the mind is there too... Notice: when you play a game, you come back refreshed. A game expends energy, but after the game you return fresh. It seems paradoxical. Whether you play badminton or kabaddi, anything—or you are running in the garden with children—energy is spent, yet afterward you feel fresh. But if the same thing becomes your work, you feel tired.

The only difference between work and play is this: in play your whole attention is present there; in work it is not wholly present. So if you put someone on salary to play, after playing he will come back exhausted—because then it is no longer play, it is work. And those who are intelligent turn even their work into play. Play means: whatever you are doing, you are doing it with such attention, such absorption, such joy, that outside that doing no world remains. You will return from that doing more fresh, more empowered; and your skill will increase.

Whatever we do with attention, its skill increases. But many people think attention means a forced concentration. Then you will be tired. If you drag yourself and forcibly tether the mind to a task, you will be tired—then that attention too has become a job. Whatever is done by force becomes work.

Take attention also as delight. Do not make it a restlessness. Let it not become a burden on your head that “I must work attentively.” Do not load it with strain and effort; let it grow lightly, support it. Whenever the remembrance arises, do it consciously. If you forget, do not worry. When remembrance returns, begin again to do it consciously.

If you decide, “Now I will do my work consciously,” you will not be able to do it today itself; it may take years. To keep awareness even for a moment is difficult. You will decide to walk consciously; you will not be able to take even two steps before awareness has gone elsewhere and the feet have started walking elsewhere. Do not be anxious about that; do not repent. Heedlessness is the habit of countless lives; there is no reason to be distressed. We ourselves have cultivated unawareness—whom will we go to complain to? And fretting solves nothing.

As soon as you notice that the feet have started walking in unawareness, that my attention had gone elsewhere, joyfully bring the attention back again. Do not turn it into repentance. Do not sadden the mind with it, do not be afflicted by it. Do not think, “This will not happen with me.” Do not think, “I am so poor and weak, it won’t be possible for me. It may happen with Mahavira; it is beyond my capacity.” Do not think like that at all. When Mahavira begins, it is the same. For anyone who begins, it is the same. Mahavira is the end of this journey; at the beginning he is like you. You have seen the end; you know nothing of Mahavira’s beginning. In the beginning everyone’s steps wobble.

A small child begins to walk. If he were to see you walking and think, “This won’t be possible for me”... You too walked just like that; you too took steps and fell. And after taking two steps the child goes back to crawling on all fours, thinking, “This is beyond me.” He even forgets that he had to walk on two; he goes back to dragging himself on four.

Breaking heedlessness will be just like that. You will walk two steps in awareness, then suddenly on all fours you will walk in unawareness. As soon as awareness returns, stand up again. Do not worry about why awareness got lost in between. Do not waste time and energy in that worry. Immediately begin to cultivate awareness again. If, in twenty-four hours, even twenty-four moments of awareness happen, you will become a Mahavira. It is enough; that much is a lot. Do not hope for more; do not even expect it. If, in twenty-four hours, even twenty-four moments of awareness come, it is much. Gradually, capacity will grow. And the child who today thinks walking on two is beyond him—one day he will walk on two, and no effort will be needed; no striving will remain.

So keep this in mind: do not turn attention into a job. Many religious people turn attention into such a task that it is like a stone placed on their head. Because of it, their anger increases. Whoever causes them an obstruction, they get angry at. If their attention does not stick in some work, they want to run away from that work. They want to renounce those who cause inconvenience. All this is anger. No solution comes out of this anger.

A seeker needs patience—and then even the shop becomes as helpful as a forest. A seeker needs endless waiting—and then the home becomes more significant than any ashram. It depends on the patience within you, on waiting, and on steady, effortless endeavor. Effort will have to be made, but whoever turns that effort into heaviness will be defeated.

Whatever is important in life is attained through waiting, naturalness, and effort that does not become a burden. In truth, we can do anything even today, but our impatience itself becomes the obstacle. From it come gloom, despair, frustration; and a man thinks, “No, this will not be possible for me.” This repeated despair is a symptom of ego.

You expect too much of yourself at the outset; then it is not fulfilled. That expectation is your ego. If even one moment of awareness settles, that is a lot. If one moment settles today, tomorrow two moments will settle as well. And remember, more than one moment is never in anyone’s hands anyway. No one ever gets two moments together. Then why worry about two? Whenever time comes into your hands, it comes only as a single moment. If you can cultivate awareness in one moment, you can cultivate it through your whole life. The seed is with you. Only one moment is ever given, and you have the capacity to be aware in one moment.

A person walks one step at a time; no one leaps miles in a jump. And by walking one step at a time, a person covers thousands of miles. The one who keeps looking at his feet and says, “I take just one step; I cannot even complete a foot—how will a thousand miles be crossed?”—he will sit down right there. But the one who sees that if I can take one step, then one step lessens the thousand miles; and if it lessens even a little, one day the ocean too can be crossed—then there is no obstacle. If I can walk a little, I will walk a thousand miles, ten thousand miles. Lao Tzu has said: the one who has become capable of taking the first step—the last is not very far, however far it may be.

Whoever has taken the first will take the last as well. The obstacle is only at the first, not at the last. Whoever got tired and sat down at the first certainly will not take the last. The first step is half the journey, however long the journey may be. Whoever has understood the secret of the first step has understood the knack of walking, the science of it: to keep taking one step after another, to keep freeing one moment after another from heedlessness. Whatever you do, do it consciously. Awareness is not a separate task; make the very task your meditation. In this matter Mahavira and Buddha are unique.

The other spiritual methods in the world make meditation into a separate task. They say: as you walk on the road, keep remembering Rama. They say: when you sit idle, keep turning the rosary. Let not a single moment pass empty of God-remembrance. This means that life’s work will continue on one side, and within you a second stream of new work must begin.

In this regard, Mahavira and Buddha are very different. They say: by making these two distinctions you will create tension; there will be an obstacle.

A soldier was brought to me. Being a soldier, he had a soldierly discipline of mind. He then took a mantra from someone. And just as he obeyed orders in his army, he obeyed his guru’s order. He began to chant the mantra twenty-four hours a day. It became a habit. In two or three months the mantra had become automatic. Then big troubles began: he lost his sleep, because he would keep chanting the mantra. Little by little, sleep became difficult, for if the mantra goes on, how will sleep go on? Then gradually, while walking on the road he began to have delusions. A car’s horn would be honking; he would not hear it, because inside the mantra was going on. He had become so concentrated on listening to the mantra that how could he hear the car’s horn? In his military unit his captain would command, “Left turn!”—he would just stand there; inside he was busy with something else.

They brought him to me. I asked, “What are you doing? You will go mad like this.” He said, “Now there is no remedy. Even if I do not chant Ram-Ram, even if I do not chant the inner mantra, it keeps going. Even if I drop it, it is no longer my doing; it has caught hold of me. Even if I sit idle, it makes no difference—the mantra runs.”

Any method of this kind can create disorder in life. Life has one stream, and you create a new stream. Life itself is weighty enough; a new stream will create tension. And if there is opposition between the two streams, you will be in trouble.

Mahavira and Buddha are not in favor of creating a separate stream. They say: place attention on the stream of life itself. Do not create a division, do not create duality. Attention is what you want, is it not? If you keep attention on Ram-Ram, what is the issue? The breath is going on—keep attention on that. If it is attention you want to grow, then instead of a mantra, your feet are moving—that too is a mantra—keep attention on that. Inside you would hum something and keep attention on it; the marketplace is humming all around—keep attention on that. Do not make attention into a separate or an opposing act. Whatever is going on, whatever is present—make that the object of attention, the subject of meditation. And in this sense, Mahavira’s method is not anti-life; it does not create any obstacle in life.

Mahavira has said a very simple thing: when you walk, walk consciously. When you sit, sit consciously. When you rise, rise consciously. When you eat, eat consciously. Whatever you are doing—even life’s most trivial act—keep doing it consciously. The act will not be hindered; skill in the act will increase; and awareness will, alongside, go on developing. One day you will find your whole life has become a lighthouse of awareness; within you everything has become full of awareness.
Another friend has asked: Yesterday you said that honoring each person’s ultimate freedom is nonviolence; trying to change, discipline, or make the other different is violence. Then what would you say about the strict discipline and behavior of Gurdjieff and the Zen masters toward their disciples, and their tremendous efforts to change them and make them anew? Is there not violence hidden in that too?
The effort to change the other is violence. The effort to change oneself is not. To try to impose one’s own way of life upon another is violence. To transform one’s own life is not—and here the difference begins.

Whenever a person goes to a Zen master and surrenders, master and disciple are no longer two. It is no longer an attempt to change “the other.” A Zen master will not come to change you until you go and place yourself in his hands to be changed. When you do that—when you surrender totally, wholly—then the master no longer sees you as separate; you are his extension, his spread. He begins to work on you just as he would work on himself. That is why a Zen master may appear harsh from the outside, to onlookers. To disciples he has never appeared harsh.

Hui Hai said: When my master lifted me up and threw me out the window, all the onlookers thought, “This master is wicked. What is this—throwing a disciple out of a window! Is this the mark of a true master?” But Hui Hai said: Everything within me was proceeding well; all was becoming quiet, yet the sense of “I” remained. “I am becoming quiet”—that feeling persisted. “My meditation is succeeding”—that feeling persisted. The “I” was still there. Everything had fallen away; only I remained, and it felt very blissful. And that day, when my master suddenly picked me up and threw me out of the window, in the very moment of flying out and striking the ground, the event happened which I myself had not been able to bring about. For that brief interval I forgot the “I” completely. The shock of going out the window and hitting the ground—I could not even comprehend it. My intellect was thrown into difficulty; for a moment nothing was understood. For a moment I missed the “I,” and in that very moment I had the vision of that which is beyond the I.

Hui Hai used to say: My master’s compassion was boundless. An ordinary master would not have thrown me out the window—and what would have taken me years happened in a single instant.

You will be surprised to know: when the disciples of a Zen master sit to meditate, the master moves about with a stick. The Zen master’s stick is famous. He circulates with it. Whenever it seems that someone is slipping into carelessness, losing awareness, dozing, he strikes the shoulder with the stick. And the most delightful thing is that those whom he strikes bow and pay respect, feeling graced. Not only that: those who feel that the master has not come to strike them and yet they are becoming inattentive inside, they lift both hands to the chest. That is an invitation: “Please strike me; I am asleep within.”

So the practitioners sit; the master moves about or sits. Whenever someone raises both hands to the chest, he is signaling: “Please be gracious—strike me; I am nodding within.” Those who have worked with Zen masters report that the master’s stick may appear to outsiders as violence, but when that stick lands on the shoulder—never just anywhere; there are specific centers that a Zen master strikes—at those points the entire nervous system tingles. In that tingling, sleep becomes difficult, drowsiness becomes difficult, awareness returns.

So what is visible from the outside—do not take it as truth. Do not jump to conclusions. There is an inner world. And what transpires between master and disciple cannot be known from the outside. The way to know it is inward; it can be known only by becoming a disciple. Standing outside and watching, you will err. Your judgments will be wrong; your conclusions will be deluded. If you are passing by and, inside a monastery, a Zen master is throwing someone out the window, you will think, “We should inform the police.” You will think, “What kind of man is this?” If you had come to meet him, you would turn back from the gate. But what is happening inside is subtle. Only Hui Hai and his master know what is taking place within.

In the West, shock treatment developed much later. Today we know—psychologists and psychiatrists know—that if a person reaches such a state of madness that no medicine works, shock still works: if we can make the nerves tingle enough that, even for a moment, the continuity breaks, the continuum is interrupted.

A man believes he is Napoleon, or imagines himself to be Hitler. Every treatment has been tried, but nothing helps. The more you treat, the stronger it becomes. What to do? A channel of the mind has become fixed; a continuity has formed—he keeps repeating, “I am Hitler.” Whatever you do, he draws the same conclusion: “I am Hitler.” There is no way to explain it to him. He has gone beyond the limits of explanation.

I often tell of a man in whom the idea arose that he was Abraham Lincoln. He had gotten a role playing Abraham Lincoln, and America was celebrating a special Lincoln anniversary. For a year he had to go from city to city playing Lincoln. His face resembled Lincoln’s. After a year of continuously playing Lincoln, the delusion took hold that he was Abraham Lincoln. When the play ended, the delusion did not. His walk became like Lincoln’s; he began to stutter as Lincoln did. A year-long intensive practice—he would smile like Lincoln, lift his cane like Lincoln, sit and rise like Lincoln.

For a few days the family took it as a joke; then they became frightened. He began to give his name as Abraham Lincoln. The family tried hard to explain, “What has happened to you? Have you gone mad?” But the more they tried, the more he smiled at them. When people asked, “Why are you smiling?” he would say, “All of you have gone mad—what has happened to you? I am Abraham Lincoln.” Things reached the point where people said, “Until he is shot he will not be satisfied—Lincoln was shot—he will not settle down until then.” Doctors explained; psychoanalysis was done—no remedy.

In America they made a little machine, a lie detector, by which a man’s lie is caught, because when you lie the continuity in the heart breaks. I ask your name—you say “Ram.” Your age—you say “forty-five.” Today’s date—you say it. The day—everything correct. Then suddenly I ask, “Did you steal?” From within the answer will arise “yes,” because you did. And you will change it in between. Inside “yes” will arise, come up to the throat; then you will push it down and say, “No.” The whole jolt of this registers on the machine. Just as a graph of your heartbeat is recorded, on that graph a break appears, a jerk. That jerk shows which question you lied to.

So they put this gentleman on the lie detector, thinking if he is lying it will be caught. Deep within he must know he is not Abraham Lincoln. He himself had become tired of all the treatment and persuasion. That day he decided, “All right, today I will agree. Whatever they say is right.” Many questions were asked. Then came the question: “Is your name Abraham Lincoln?” He said, “No.” And the machine showed that the man was lying. Then even the psychiatrist beat his head. “Now there is no way. This is the limit. The lie detector says he is lying.” For within, the “yes” had arisen—but he thought, “How long to remain in this trouble? Let me say ‘no’ once and be done with it.” Outwardly he said, “No, I am not Abraham Lincoln.”

What can be done for such a man? Shock treatment—there is no other way. One must give an electrical jolt to the brain. The sole use of the shock is that this ongoing stream—“I am Abraham Lincoln, I am Abraham Lincoln”—cannot be stopped by explanation; explanation does not break it. An electric shock will shatter it. For a moment, the inner continuity will break—a gap, an interval will appear. Perhaps because of that gap the idea may not return that “I am Abraham Lincoln.” Therefore psychology now uses shock treatment—the final remedy: deliver a jolt and break the neural stream. Zen masters have been using it since ancient times—one thousand, fifteen hundred years. What appears as intense, violent behavior toward the disciple is nothing in comparison.

A Zen master, Bankei, had the habit that whenever he spoke about God he would raise one finger upward. As often happens where master and disciple love each other, the disciples make fun behind the master’s back. This happens at great intimacy; only then is it possible—there isn’t that much distance... So this habit of raising a finger while speaking became a topic of humor; whenever someone spoke among the disciples, he would raise a finger. There was also a small boy in the monastery who did sweeping and cleaning. Sometimes he would sit to meditate among these senior practitioners, and what the elders could not manage was happening with him—because children are still simple; the old are complex. The old have advanced far in their illnesses; children are only at the beginning. He too began to have experiences of meditation, and he too began raising his finger and discoursing like the master.

One day all were seated, and Bankei said to the boy, “Say something about God.” He said, “God,” and unconsciously his finger went up. He forgot the master was present—mockery happens behind the back, not in front. He quickly hid his finger, but the master said, “No—come here.”

A knife was lying nearby; he picked it up and cut off the boy’s finger. The boy screamed. Blood streamed from his hand. Bankei said, “Now speak about God!” The boy lifted his severed finger—what remained—and Bankei said, “What had to be attained—you have attained.”

The pain vanished; the agony disappeared. A new realm began. This was a very deep shock treatment. The body became irrelevant that day.

Even the finger that was no longer there could be lifted. Now whether the finger was there or not made no difference. Blood was flowing from the hand, yet the boy began to smile. Because when the master, after cutting the finger, again asked, “Regarding God?” it was as if he forgot the body. For a moment he looked into the master’s eyes, and a smile spread over his face. That boy attained what Zen calls satori—samadhi. In his memoirs the boy wrote: “The master’s miracle was that he did not only cut off the finger; he cut me inside as well.” But those sitting outside, those watching from without, must have felt, “This one seems a thorough butcher.”

So the violence that appears in the Zen master only appears so; his compassion is immense. And any path of practice in which the master’s compassion is not so vast dies out. We too have many methods, but they are almost dead—because neither do masters have courage nor such compassion that they will step outside the rules to help. Only rules remain. Rules slowly become corpse-like. Their observance continues like a dead system; we keep carrying them—but there is no life in them.

It is not an attempt to change the other on the part of the Zen master. Whoever has surrendered himself for transformation is not an “other”; he is one. There is no gratification of ego in changing the other. And this is the most delightful thing: when someone surrenders totally, the boundaries that separated them—the boundaries of ego—dissolve. This union is deeper than that of husband and wife, deeper than that of lover and beloved; such is the union that can be between master and disciple. Yet it is exceedingly difficult, because the relationship of husband and wife is biological; the body supports it. The relationship of master and disciple is spiritual, not biological. There is no biological device for it. Husband and wife exist among animals; lover and beloved exist among birds, among insects. Only the relationship of master and disciple is unique to human beings. All other relationships exist everywhere.

Therefore one who has not entered into the profound relationship of master and disciple has, in a sense, not yet truly become human. All his relationships are animalistic, for they occur even in animal life—there is no obstacle, no difficulty. But among animals there is no relationship of master and disciple; it cannot be. When this relationship happens, there is no distance left. It is not that we are changing the other; we are changing our very own self. Hence, when a disciple of Buddha is liberated, Buddha has been heard to say, “Today, through you, I am liberated again.”

Mahayana Buddhism tells a sweet story: Buddha attained nirvana, his body fell away, and he reached the gate of liberation—but he turned his back. The gatekeeper said, “Please enter. We have been waiting for ages for your arrival. Why have you turned away?” Buddha said, “All those who have surrendered to me, who have sought my support—until they are all liberated, how can I enter liberation? Until then I remain bound in some way. I cannot go alone.”

Therefore Mahayana says: until the whole of humanity is liberated, Buddha will stand at the gate. This story is sweet, indicative, carrying a profound meaning. In truth there is no Buddha standing anywhere—nor could there be. There is no way to stand; upon being freed one must disappear. There is no gate. But it is a sweet sutra conveying that the master is liberated again and again through the disciple. And this relationship is so intimate, so close, that there no one is a stranger.
In this same context, please also explain how a seeker can distinguish between a command arising from violent tendencies and a teaching arising from compassion?
A seeker will not be able to distinguish—and should not. It makes no difference to the seeker.
Understand this well.
Even if the master gives an order with a feeling of violence, if there is violence, it will be on the master’s head. The disciple should simply obey the order. He will be transformed whether the order was given out of compassion or out of a violent impulse. Whether I enjoy changing someone because there is a thrill in breaking and demolishing, or I give an order because there is the joy of a new birth, the compassion of creating the new—demolishing the old may carry violence; creating the new is compassion. Whatever the reason I am giving an order—that is my affair. For the one who receives the order, it makes no difference.
A house has to be pulled down and rebuilt. It may be that I am taking delight in demolition itself and therefore I speak of building; the relish is in breaking. Or I am so eager to build that demolition is a compulsion, it has to be done. But that is my affair. In the building of the house, it makes no difference. Therefore the seeker should not worry whether, when the master has thrown him out of the window, it was the relish of breaking, some violence, or great compassion.
And if the seeker makes such distinctions, he is not surrendered. He is not a disciple. This is something he should have thought through before coming to the master—before surrender. You have freedom in choosing the master; you do not have freedom to choose among the master’s orders. I am free to choose A or B or C as my master. But once I have chosen A, I am not free to decide whether to obey A’s order or B’s order or C’s order.
To choose a master is to choose totally. That is why in Zen and among the Sufis—where the tradition of the master has developed very deeply and great inner secrets have been opened—
The Sufi scriptures say that after choosing a master you cannot analyze in fragments what he says is right and what is wrong. If it seems he speaks wrongly, then drop that master entirely, immediately. Do not think, “I will not follow this point; it is wrong. I will follow that point; it is right.” That would mean you are above the master, and the final decision is yours as to what is right and what is wrong. Then the examination is of the master, not of you. And such people, when they get into trouble, put the responsibility on the master.
The Sufis say that once you have chosen a master, choose him completely. This is total acceptance. If someday you must leave, then leave totally—leave altogether. Walk away from there. But do not half-accept and half-reject. It is a very precious insight: “This seems right, so I will choose it.” In the end it means you are the one who is right—you choose what seems right to you and reject what seems wrong. Then you already know the secret of right and wrong. What is left to choose? If you have already figured out what is right and what is wrong, what remains? There is no need to be a disciple. But if there is a need to be a disciple, it means you do not know what is right and what is wrong.
Choosing a master is total. If you have to leave, the Sufis say, leave completely. The Sufis have said something very delightful. Bayazid said that if you have to leave your master, then leave with the same reverence and the same totality with which you accepted him. This is a difficult matter. To accept someone with reverence is easy; to leave with reverence is very difficult. We leave only when disrespect has arisen in the mind. But Bayazid says: if you cannot leave with reverence, understand that you did not choose with reverence. Because it was you who chose; you were not the judge of whether the master would prove right or wrong—the choice was yours. You chose reverently. If there is no harmony, Bayazid says, understand that this master is not for me. Where do you know right and wrong? Say only this much: as I am, I do not fit with this master.
Bayazid’s meaning is that whenever you must leave a master, understand: I am not worthy of being this master’s disciple. Leave. But we leave a master when we conclude that the master is not worthy of being our master.
“I am not worthy of being a disciple”—that is the very mood of discipleship. The master’s peak cannot be understood. Right now, Hui Hai has been thrown out of the window. This is total acceptance. Something is also happening in this; because the master has thrown him, therefore Hui Hai will accept it.
People would come to Gurdjieff—Gurdjieff was his own kind. Every master is his own kind, and no two masters are alike. They cannot be, because a master is one who has attained his unique, incomparable consciousness—matchless. So he will, of course, be different.
When someone came to Gurdjieff, there were no rules about what he would do. He might say: stay in the ashram for a year, but do not look at me. Do not come to me. This is your work for a year: build a road, break stones, dig pits, cut trees—this is your work for a year. And in that entire year, do not come to me even once.
A Russian seeker, Hartmann, came to Gurdjieff. For one year—the very first instruction on the first day was: do not come to me again for a year. Live like a shadow. From four in the morning Hartmann was given work for a year. He would work day and night. At Gurdjieff’s house there would be a feast every night; the whole ashram would be invited—except Hartmann. Music would go on until two in the morning. The light from Gurdjieff’s bungalow would spill outside, and Hartmann would lie in his hut. There would be gatherings, people would come, crowds, guests, questions—Hartmann would not be there. For a whole year!
On the day the year was complete, Gurdjieff went to Hartmann’s hut and said: from now on, come whenever you wish—even at midnight when I am asleep—at any moment, twenty-four hours a day, you may come. You need not ask anyone, you need no permission.
And Hartmann touched his feet and said: now there is no need. By keeping me away for a year you have changed me. This cannot be said in words, but it is a difficult matter. Hartmann could have thought: what kind of thing is this? Not a single question answered, no discussion, nothing—one whole year! Not even a matter of two days. But to choose a master means to choose totally, or to leave totally. Only then can a master do what he must; otherwise, he cannot.
A friend has asked that, instead of speaking on Mahavira, Buddha, and Lao Tzu, you share your personal and inner matters. He has also written—without signing his name—that he does not consider you so cowardly that you would not reveal your personal matters.
You may not consider me so cowardly, but I do not consider you so brave as to be able to hear my private matters. And the day you are ready to hear them, come to me. Because private matters can be spoken only in privacy, not in public. But before that you will have to pass through a test. I will examine your courage. For what I can give you depends on the capacity of your vessel.

There is nothing in my private life that needs to be hidden, but it is necessary to consider whether you will be able to see it, to understand it, to use it—whether it will become creative and supportive in your life. Because whatever I say has meaning only if it can be of use to you.

So whoever is prepared to enter into my private life should certainly come to me—but come with the awareness that you will have to undergo preparation. And for now you do not even have the courage to sign your name.