What happens when I listen only to one source?

And what if I am listening only to you?

If you are listening only to me, only to me, and you do not hear the sound of the fan or the car horn on the street, then that is concentration. Then it is a kind of stupor. And then you will be hypnotized by me. You will understand me less and be influenced more. And remember: the less one understands, the more one is influenced. Why? The rules of being influenced are different; the rules of understanding are very different. If nothing else is heard—if you hear only me, and your whole consciousness is fixed on me—then you will become unconscious. You will be hypnotized. Then whatever I say will seem right and will enter you, because you are in a stupor. That is concentration. But awareness means that all that is happening right now all around is happening, and you are open to it. A horn sounds—you hear…

Thus, through the statements like tattvamasi, that art thou, to pursue the meanings such as oneness of jiva, the embodied soul, and brahma, the absolute reality, is shravana, the listening. And to reasonably pursue the meaning of whatever has been listened to is manan, contemplation. Establishing your mind in the indubitable meaning attained through this listening and contemplation, attunement with it is nididhyasan, assimilation. Dropping the meditator and the meditation respectively, when the meditated-upon, the goal, remains as the only objective and the mind becomes still like the flame of

But no, people make simultaneous claims from both sides. If you are right, if you think you know, then there is nothing left to seek, the matter is over. Every person moves with the presumption of "I am right" and then says, "I want to seek the truth." If one is to seek the truth, the decision must be clear before the consciousness that "I don't know." Only then is the search possible. When I don't know, my entry into some truth is possible; if I know from the very beginning, the truth itself will appear to be wrong, because when a person who does not know believes that he knows, he can never see the truth as it is. The very working of the mind is to move with the assumption that "I am right" -- my idea, my viewpoint, my religion, my scripture. If you have to begin…

Osho, when we begin to ask a question we feel an infinite distance; and when you begin to speak, through your way we don’t know where we are carried. While listening, sometimes joy bursts forth, sometimes tears well up. Sometimes this happens, sometimes that. Sometimes you shake us like a storm; sometimes you shower like a cloud. What is this?

Krishnamurti continuously emphasizes right listening—samyak shravana. But even right listening can be dangerous. It has its use, because the first glimpses are received from there. Then do not make those glimpses the basis of your life. Try to find those glimpses in different situations, so there can be freedom from the guru. So sometimes by a tree, sometimes by a river, sometimes standing in the middle of the marketplace, listen to the sounds and become silent. There too the same other realm will instantly open. When you ask, when you want to ask, you become restless inside. Questions agitate you and make the mind aggressive. A question too is a kind of deep violence. But when you listen, the mind becomes quiet; the tension settles, the waves dissolve. In that listening, there is a glimpse of the other world. Certainly, at times I shake you like a storm, and at…

Question: Second question: Osho, I don’t understand what you say. What should I do? It isn’t even as it was in the Mahabharata, where some of Arjuna’s kin were on one side and some on the other. Things had gone so far that Krishna was on one side and Krishna’s army on the other. That is not only in the epic—it is even more so inside you. At least Krishna was wholly on one side there; it wasn’t as if half of him was here and half there—one hand with the Kauravas and one with the Pandavas. But that is exactly the state within you. A man was run over by a steamroller and died. His wife rushed to the hospital on hearing he had been admitted to Sassoon Hospital. She asked the nurse, “Which ward is my husband in?” “Name?” “The one crushed under the steamroller.

Osho, what is the first experience of samadhi like?

You will know only when it happens. It cannot be said; at most a few hints can be given. It is as if, in the dark, a lamp is suddenly lit. Or as if a dying patient, right at the edge of death, suddenly finds a medicine that works; life’s wave, life’s thrill spreads again—so it is. As if a corpse becomes alive—such is the first experience of samadhi. It is the taste of nectar. The experience of the ultimate music. But it will be only when it happens; and only then will you understand. You will not understand by my saying it. It is as with love. How can anyone explain it? To someone who has never loved, never known love, no matter how many explanations you offer—he will hear it all and still ask, “I haven’t understood; please explain a little more.” It is like explaining light to…