See that life isn’t a race, let go of the “musts,” enjoy this moment, and you’ll slow down naturally.
From the Discourses
Passages where Osho speaks to this question — each links to the complete discourse.
Beloved Osho, how to slow down?
Live in the moment for the sheer joy of living it. Then each moment has the quality of an orgasm. Yes, it is orgasmic. This is how my sannyasins have to live, with no should, with no ought, with no must, with no commandment. You are not here to be with me to become martyrs, you are here to be with me to enjoy life to its fullness. And the only way to live, love, enjoy, is to forget the future. It exists not. And if you can forget the future, if you can see that it is not there, there is no point in constantly getting ready for it. The moment future is dropped, past becomes irrelevant on its own accord. We carry the past so that we can use it in the future. Otherwise who will carry the past? It is unnecessary. If there is no future, what…
Osho, why have I always been in such a hurry? Today I saw so clearly that it was my way of keeping the divine at a distance, and I felt incredibly sad, and saw the absurdity of this pattern.
Silverstein, the inveterate joiner, came rushing home, proudly holding a membership card to his newest organization. "Look," said Silverstein to his son, "I just joined the Prostitute Club!" "What?" said the boy. "Let me see that card." After reading it, he announced, "Pa, that's the Parachute Club!" "All I know is," said Silverstein, "they guaranteed me three hundred and sixty-five jumps a year." There are these people who are constantly joining this club and that, and this organization and that. They are simply afraid of being themselves, simply afraid of being left alone. There are people who are constantly rushing -- don't ask where, they themselves don't know. But in the rush they are occupied, and the occupation keeps them away from themselves, away from looking into their own inner hollowness. This constant hurry is nothing but an escape from your inner self. And there is a truth in it…
Beloved Osho, there is a confusion in me that keeps coming again and again. The message I have got from you more and more is to relax with myself, to watch and wait, but I also feel this urgency to wake up now; and then another part screams, "but how?" what do I need to do? Do I need to `push' myself through this wall? Could you make this clear to me?
And your urgency is simply another name for impatience. You are hiding your impatience behind a beautiful word, urgency. What urgency is there? You cannot force things to happen before their time. The spring will come and the flowers will blossom, but you cannot force the spring. The rain will come, the clouds will cover the sky, the whole thirst of the earth will be gone -- but you cannot force it, you have to be patient. And this is the beauty, that the more patient you are, the quicker is the coming of the spring. If you can be absolutely patient, this very moment spring can come. Your urgency is creating a trouble for you because it is making you more and more confused, more and more restless, in a hurry. I can understand; the whole Western tradition has taught you only one thing, and that is speed. I…
Beloved Osho, during the awareness walk in the vipassana group today, I observed that my speed was slowing down and had stopped. There seemed to be no need for moving. To where, for what? There was simply no goal anymore. Osho, would you talk about the secret of being in a body and what keeps it moving?
This long, long friendship -- and suddenly you stop; the mind tries in every way to push you, to nag you into some new project. Old projects are no longer working; it is a great salesman. I have heard ... A man was complaining to a real estate agency, "Where is that old fellow who sold me land?" The owner of the agency asked, "What is the problem?" He said, "What is the problem? I am going to shoot him. He has sold me land which is at least twelve feet deep below the road. In the rainy season it will become a lake. And I have purchased it to make a house for myself. My house will be drowned. Just tell me where that old fellow is!" The owner said, "Right now, he is not in the office. But when he comes back I will talk to him and…
I am always in a hurry and always worrying whether I will be able to reach or not.
Naturally, as you grow in age you become more miserable. It is not death that makes you miserable and it is not old age that makes you miserable -- it is the impossibility of the goal. When you are young you can hope. Enough time is there, enough energy is there, the body is healthy, and you have not tasted frustration yet, and dreams look beautiful. By and by, as you grow in age, you will grow in frustration. All dreams will break somewhere. And you will go on creating new illusions because you cannot live without an illusion. Death comes close and the goal does not come -- that is what misery is. That is what frightens. But if you don't have any goal, you will not be frightened by death. If you don't have any goal, you will not be frightened by anything -- nothing can be taken…