Is love found in the world's marketplace or within, and is the field of love both inside and outside?

Osho, you said... then you will find that the devotee is God. The question arises: if one devotee prefers to be God and another wants to remain only a devotee, then which of the two is superior?

The one who wants to be God will not be able to be. And the one who wants to remain a devotee will become God. The question of superior or inferior does not arise, because only one of the two will happen. The one who does not want to be will be. The one who wants to be will be deprived. That very wanting is of the ego. But the matter is a little delicate. Sometimes humility too belongs to the ego. Beware that your humility may not be of the ego. Perhaps you are saying, “No, I don’t want to be,” because you know that those who refuse are the ones who attain. Then you are clever. Then your humility is adulterous. Your humility is not pure, not sacred, not virginal—it is like a prostitute. The one who wants to be God, whose ego says, “I must become God,”…

OSHO (to Charlotte) : Charlotte also means of noble spirit. Love brings a new nobility into your being; a new spirituality is born. Love is the seed of all that is beautiful, divine. Love is the only proof of God. If you know what love is, you know what God is; there is no other way to know God. OSHO (to Tim) : God may not even be mentioned in it, but God enters into it, God becomes the very heart of such rejoicing. Real worship is playful. It is sincere but not serious, sincere but not sad. The real worship never asks for anything; on the contrary it offers one to the service of the whole. It is an offering, not a demand, not a desire, but a thankfulness, a gratitude expressed.

Osho, what is the relationship between meditation and patience?

If you sit to meditate to remove mental restlessness, you will keep looking back again and again: “Has it gone yet?” And the irony is that when you begin to meditate, restlessness will increase. Because what has been repressed will start surfacing; catharsis will begin. The rubbish you have kept hidden within and never allowed to express—meditation will break open those doors too. It will clean the house. Dust piled up for years, for births, will rise again; there will be gusts and storms. For a while even the little peace you had will be lost. Then you will panic: “I came for peace, and even what I had is gone.” Without patience, you could even become unhinged, because meditation brings such a great storm. The disease is not from a day or two; it’s from lifetimes. Meditation will break through all the layers to reach your innermost core. In…

If you have known love in life, the doors of the temple will open. One who has known love will, today or tomorrow, knock at the temple’s door—because having found so much nectar in love, how much more will there be in prayer! Love itself will draw you. If a drop gave so much, how much will the ocean give! If love is the drop, the bindu, prayer is the ocean, the sindhu. And love is available. For love, no theology is needed, no shastra. No guru is needed. Love is given to you by Paramatma himself. It is immense compassion that He has given the essential; if you open it, your path will open. You already have the instrument. Jesus has a famous saying: Love! And through love you will know God. Because love is God. He did not say: love God so that you can know God.

Osho, more or less all saints have praised love. But you have enthroned love upon Gaurishankar, the highest peak! Is love truly worthy of such a supreme place? And does love really occupy as much of existence as you give it?

So your fugitive sannyasin flees sorrow, but does not attain bliss. In your monks’ lives you will not find sorrow perhaps; they have withdrawn from the entire arrangement that produces sorrow. But have you found happiness in them? Have you seen streams of peace flowing in their eyes? Have you seen ecstasy in their hearts? Have you heard songs of joy upon their lips? Have you seen them dance? And until a renunciate can dance, there remains something lacking in his renunciation. He left the world, but did not find the divine. Those who live in the world sometimes dance; but your renunciate never dances. Those in the world sometimes get a fleeting glimpse of happiness; if they did not, they would never remain in the world. It comes for a moment—true. But it does come. Your renunciate does not get even that fleeting moment. Sometimes a little light spreads…