Is your heart with all the thousands of sannyasins at the festival?

Beloved Osho, this weekend there is a big sannyasin festival in florence with dance and meditation and music. Is your heart with all these thousands of sannyasins?

In the first place, there are not going to be thousands of sannyasins there, for the simple reason that the people who are organizing it are no longer with me. They are trying to cheat the sannyasins. Only three hundred sannyasins have booked for it, and the organizers are declaring it to be the first world festival since the last one in the commune in Oregon, America. But my name is not mentioned in it. It is not my festival. It is those few people, those few therapists, who want to exploit the sannyasins. But they are in trouble, because three hundred sannyasins coming will only cover the expenses -- they were hoping thousands would come. And also, the three hundred are coming because they are not aware that these people have started working against me. My heart will be with my people wherever they are. I will be with…

Beloved Osho, there are sannyasins living all over the world who feel a deep connection with you. However, on celebration days there is always that longing to be in your silent presence in buddha hall. Can you please send a message to the thousands of sannyasins who will be celebrating in many countries, but not in your physical presence? How about a few special jokes for us?

Prem Vanya, remember one thing: that each of my sannyasins carries something of me, each of my sannyasins becomes a part of me, spiritually, physically, in every possible way. My sannyasins are not believers, my sannyasins are in a love affair. It is a MAD phenomenon! So wherever my sannyasins meet, my presence will be felt. Wherever my sannyasins celebrate, my message is realized, because celebration is my message. Rejoice! Sing! Dance! Dance so totally that your egos melt and disappear. Dance so totally that the dancer is no longer there, but only the dance remains. Then you will find me wherever you are. And it has now to be a known and recognized fact that my buddhafield is not going to be confined to the small place where I will be living with a few thousand sannyasins. All the small communes, ashrams, centers, all over the world will become…

Osho, don’t take this as a complaint; it is the love-call of a lively devotee. Only you can truly understand what the heart goes through when away from you. Bringing the heart’s secrets to the lips, we have suffered till now. We had heard that in this settlement there also live people of heart. To call us vagabond is no great accusation; the world says far worse of people of heart. The month of monsoon has passed, the season has changed its gaze, yet from these thirsty eyes the tears still flow. For whose sake we even left the city, for whom we became infamous, those very ones today remain lik

Everything else is fine—except the ego is not breaking. Drop it. Drop it today and come back today. If you need a little time, take it; the delay will be on your side, not mine. And being sent out is not punishment—I punish no one. I don’t believe in penalties. You have been sent out only for an experience: see that if you want to preserve the ego, this is the situation; and if you want to live in my love, in my breeze, in my presence, then be ready to pay the price of the ego. Drop the stiffness! Drop the grip! Ego is a very subtle thing—so subtle we don’t notice it. It works so hidden that it is not seen. Whether my songs sway upon the lips or go to sleep in the cremation ground, do not grant them any boon: I will sing alone. Lamps of…

Beloved Osho, I have been crying very much. I thought I was crying about you -- I think not. All the time I felt sad and so embarrassed for you, and I never want it to happen again! I see a lot of people... I know that lots of people love you so much. They cannot take the stories of sheela, the commune, but whenever they read your words or they read a book or they hear a thing, they feel you. And I just wonder: how will it be possible for people still to have you available? There are no big centers anymore. How will it be possible? Is there anything that can be done?

And I will be available to you in a totally different format -- in this format, that you can sit by my side and ask questions. Anybody who has a question can ask a question, because now you are mature enough: there is no need to think that you will ask some stupid question. And even if you do, there is no harm because I never remember what you have asked! I simply answer what I have to answer. Whatever the question, my answer is going to be certainly significant and meaningful to you. So I would like now that two hundred people will be there at a time. They can sit just by my side and have a more close, more intimate contact. When there are ten thousand or twenty thousand people I cannot see even your faces, you cannot see my face. You are present, but what kind…

Osho, accept my tears! I am leaving your city. How I am leaving—only you can know. My life was nothing but sorrow. I cannot imagine when and how it happened that fountains of joy are bursting forth within and without! You have filled my begging bowl with your happiness. Yet there is a deep sadness in my heart, and at the thought of leaving my breath seems to stop. You are present every moment in every fiber of my being. Give me strength that, until your call comes, I may live away from you.

You said, “You are present in every pore of my being. Give me strength that until your call comes, I may remain away from you.” But the call has already been given. There is no need now to remain far. Even distance will not feel like distance. There is one kind of nearness of the body—and it can be that you sit close to someone, bodies touching, and yet you are thousands of miles apart. And it can also be that there are thousands of miles between you and yet there is no gap at all. Life is such a mystery; it is not solved by straight arithmetic. Lovers are close even across thousands of miles; and those with bodies pressed together, if they are not in love, remain far. Love is nearness. And the love has been born in you. So how far can you be? Nearness will remain.…