No, you’re starting to see truly—the love you notice is real and will expand until you see it everywhere, so keep trusting and loving fully.
From the Discourses
Passages where Osho speaks to this question — each links to the complete discourse.
Osho, at your very hint I poured out my whole love. When I am before your picture, I see him in you; and when I am with him, your very form shimmers in him. Are my eyes deceiving me? Osho, please be gracious and tell me.
No, Chetana—your eyes are opening; they are not being deceived. For the first time, eyes are becoming available. Slowly, these eyes will deepen; their mist will clear. Then even the picture will not be needed. Then in the tree and in the stone—everywhere—the same will begin to appear. This is the beginning. What is seen in the Master is one day to be spread over the whole world. The Master is only a door. That is why Nanak so rightly named the temple “Gurudwara”—the Guru’s door. I like that. The guru is the doorway. From there the journey toward the vast sky begins. Something auspicious is happening. These are the eyes that are needed. Such eyes have darshan; such eyes attain vision. I have heard a Zen story: A monk said, “I am told that all Buddhas and all the Buddha-dharmas issue from one sutra. What could this sutra be?”…Read the full discourse →
Beloved Osho, when I first came to you and looked into your eyes, I saw myself. After some years, looking into your eyes I felt myself inside my body, each cell of my body and that `something else' inside dancing with aliveness. Last night I looked in your eyes and I saw. There was no one there. What a relief. Oh Osho, I am so glad you are not there. Can you say something about this, and this mysterious relief that there is no "thou" in my master?
Rarely have there been people with such clarity like Gautam Buddha, knowing that it is better that people search for a living master rather than worship a dead statue. But people find it easier to worship a dead statue than to be in love with a living master, because to be in love with a living master is always risky, dangerous. You cannot rely.... The living master is a changing phenomenon; you never know what turn he is going to take tomorrow, and you cannot dominate him. People try... hundreds of people have tried even with me, with all good intentions -- what I should say, what I should not say. Their ignorance is such that they don't understand that if they are wiser than me, then why are they following me? They are my followers, advising me -- what I should say and what I should not say, what…Read the full discourse →
Osho, in this very life I have found you. Now make me a vessel worthy of you. Osho, you will be with me even in death, won’t you? Saturate me in you—what else could I ask of you? Whatever lacks are in me, whatever obstacles to attaining you, remove them all. My whole being has been wrung out and gathered into my two eyes. These two eyes are eager to merge, to drown, in your vast eyes. My whole body is filled with ecstasy. What more can I say? Saroj has asked.
I have been watching her eyes here. The question is authentic. Her whole being has been squeezed into her eyes. That is how it happens. When the longing to behold Him awakens, the devotee becomes all eyes. When the longing to hear Him awakens, the devotee becomes all ears. Nothing less will do. When one wants to see Him, the whole life-energy turns into eyes. The more intense the urge to see, the more you will find eyes and only eyes spreading within. The body becomes eyes, the mind becomes eyes, the soul becomes eyes. “They say, ‘Why should anyone keep looking at us all the time?’ But the yearning gaze keeps insisting: keep on looking. Let me have just a glimpse—and again the yearning gaze insists: keep on looking.” Haven’t you heard? Dhani Dharmdas said: now even at night there is no sleep; the eyelids stay open, for who…Read the full discourse →
Osho, years ago when I first saw you, my eyes were dazzled; and from that very day a light has remained kindled at the center of my vision every moment. What is this mysterious light? Is it not some defect in my eyesight?
There is only one purpose for your being with me: that you become acquainted with yourself. There is only one purpose for my being: that I throw you back upon yourself. Do not get entangled in me; you have to return to yourself. There is no substance in your eye going on looking at me. Only if, seeing me, your eye returns to you—there is a reversion, a withdrawal of the gaze (pratikraman, pratyahara)—does it have any meaning. Consider this experience auspicious; nourish it. Do not become uneasy because of it, nor get worried about treating the eye. I am singing; you learn to hum. Learn to shimmer in the storms. Let a humming arise within you on hearing my song; by being near me, come to be near yourself. What has come to me lies within you too. There is not the slightest difference between me and you. I…Read the full discourse →
Osho, what we see in you others do not see. Why is it so? Must one accumulate something over many lives for this?
Each person has a different journey, a different bent, a different vision. To some, music is beloved; to others, it is only noise. Some have the capacity to experience beauty; others have nothing in their hearts but stone. One overflows with love’s spring; another is dry. No two people are the same—nor can they be. Yet, unconsciously, we keep trying to have everyone feel the same, perceive the same. That is impossible. And the higher the experience, the more impossible it becomes. On the lower plane there may be some agreement—on the marketplace level, perhaps a consensus. But in the heights of the sky, our privacy and each person’s unique capacity manifest fully. So what you see in me need not be seen by another. Surely, you have earned something over many lives, polished your eyes, guarded your recognition; hence today you see. Even in thick darkness you can recognize…Read the full discourse →