According to Osho, when you taste nothingness, the ego silently disappears like a shadow, leaving a cool, calm, utterly ordinary-yet-extraordinary space. In this absence of the doer, life happens by itself—dancing, laughter, and rejoicing arise spontaneously while you remain a witnessing presence. From this emptiness, love descends, vast and fragile, beyond certainty or security; trying to fix it kills it.
Your sense of ‘me’ drops away, everything feels peacefully simple, and joy and love happen on their own while you just watch.