Don’t just believe a story—check inside yourself and learn what’s true by your own experience.
From the Discourses
Passages where Osho speaks to this question — each links to the complete discourse.
Osho, can we accept this story as a doctrine and move ahead...?
No one ever moves ahead by accepting anything as a doctrine. To accept something as a doctrine means you have already rejected it; you have not understood. You will have to inquire. You must search for the element of this story in your own life. Only if you search will the siddhant be revealed to you. Siddhant is a very unusual word. It means that which has been proven, a consummation. There is no exact equivalent for it in English or other languages. Siddhant does not mean principle. Siddhant means that which you have proved in your own life. What has become your experience—only that is a siddhant. Without your experience, no “principle” is a siddhant at all. It is talk, hypothesis, theory, scripture—but not siddhant. You have to search in life. Search from any corner; you will arrive quickly. When anger arises, the mind at once slips into a…
Osho, that is what is being taught. Yes, that is being taught. That very thing is being taught, and it is precisely because of that teaching that such a corrupted world has come into being, and such corrupted human beings have been produced—because of that teaching.
What is the fruit of these five thousand years of such teaching? The people we see all around us—this very world of ours. This world has been born of that “education,” hasn’t it? So where has five thousand years of all this teaching brought you? Day by day you fall lower, and you will go on falling. The mistake is at the very foundation. The mistake is at the very foundation. There is no need for reverence, no need for belief. What is needed is inquiry, what is needed is courage. One must search, one must dare. All that—reverence, belief—are symptoms of weakness. That is why the more a community leans on faith, the more it falls behind. Look. Any community that has relied on belief has lagged. Because the very question of taking the next step does not arise. If you are sitting in a bullock cart and you…
Question: Osho, Once there was a city with two parallel lanes. One day a dervish went from one lane to the other, and people saw tears in his eyes. Someone has died in the other lane!" a man shouted. And at once the nearby children took up his words and made a great fuss. In truth, what had happened was that the dervish had been peeling onions. Within a short while the children’s cries reached the first lane. And the elders of both lanes were so saddened and frightened that they did not even have the courage to find out the cause of the clamor. One sensible man tried to explain that the cause should be ascertained. But by then people were so panic-stricken and confused that they were no longer aware of what they were saying.
The man said, "Who told you that it is a goat? It seems that somebody has cheated you -- is this a goat?" And he went away. The villager took the goat down from his shoulders to see what the matter was but it was definitely a goat. Both of those people were mistaken! But a fear arose within him that perhaps he was suffering from a delusion. Now he felt rather afraid as he continued walking down the road -- and then he met the third person who said, "Hello! From where have you bought this dog?" This time he did not have the courage to say that this was a goat. He answered, "I bought it in the city." It was very difficult for him to say that this was a goat and he started to think that maybe he shouldn't take it to the village.
Osho, I too, then, am a donkey. If you had given me ihmn to meditate over, I would have silently accepted it out of trust that you were giving me what I needed. Or is it a matter of trust? Can you please explain the right attitude of a disciple receiving instruction from the master?
God is a dancer. That means he has not painted the world; otherwise he would have become separate from it. It is not his poetry; it is not his music. It is his dance. He is in it, he is it -- right this very moment, these green trees, and the sun pouring its gold through them, and the call of the bird, and you here sitting in silence, just being with me for no particular reason, just enjoying this moment, this silence. This is it. The man who had come to the Sufi Master was a thinker; he was not a disciple. Very knowledgeable. Had he been a disciple, the Master would have never given him IHMN, because it is utter nonsense. He had given this to the man just to see how he reacted -- and the man was very happy, grateful, that now he had got a…