According to Osho, keeping a continuous awareness of death is profoundly positive: it confronts you with the one undoubted fact, loosening your claws from what you only imagine to be life—possessions, roles, borrowed identities. In that seeing, fear subsides, falseness drops, and the path to truth opens; you live more authentically, creatively, and presently, meeting the Divine in immediacy.
Remembering death all the time makes you stop clinging to fake stuff and live honestly, here and now.
From the Discourses
Passages where Osho speaks to this question — each links to the complete discourse.
Jeevan Ki Khoj · Discourse 3
1965-12-30 · Bombay · Hindi
Question: In this same context, I said yesterday that to know the truth of life, a continuous awareness of death is necessary. So the question is: Osho, if there is a continuous awareness of death, won’t the effort to bring heaven to earth and our creativity decline? It won’t be encouraged. For this “negative,” subjective process, can there not be some different, constructive collective program? He wrote his name on a paper, wrote, “I am the owner of such-and-such state,” wrote that he had such-and-such mansion—he wrote all these things and gave it to Ram Tirtha. Ram Tirtha laughed and said, “With so much untruth you cannot meet God.” “Untruth?” the king protested, “There is not the slightest untruth in this. I am a king. This is my name. This is my palace.” Ram Tirtha said, “How long have you been in this house?Read the full discourse →
Es Dhammo Sanantano · Discourse 97
1977-06-06 · Pune · Hindi
Question: First question: Osho, you said the truth of life is death. Then what is the truth of death? Then another idea: not today. Why sadden the heart now? When it happens, we’ll see. Today death never happens—it will be tomorrow, the day after, years later, seventy years later—when it happens, it happens! We postpone and think: now we can dance a little, sing a little, love a little, befriend a little—some color and relish! We bolt the doors against death from all sides and dance.Read the full discourse →
Diya Tale Andhera · Discourse 5
1974-09-25 · Pune · Hindi
Question: Osho, A dervish was on a sea voyage. As per custom, all the passengers came to him one by one and asked for wise counsel. The dervish told everyone the same thing: “Keep awareness of death until you come to know death itself.” It was a dervish’s meditation aphorism. But it did not appeal to any of the travelers. A little later a terrible storm arose at sea. Panic swept the whole ship. The sailors and the passengers all fell to their knees and began praying to God to save the ship. Yet amid this terror the dervish sat unperturbed and serene. Then the sea, too, grew calm. A fellow traveler asked the dervish, “Did you not see that during that dreadful storm there was nothing between us and death but a plank?” “Yes, I knew,” the dervish replied, “that at sea it is always so.Read the full discourse →
Lead Kindly Light · Discourse 1
English
Question: SOMEONE ASKED OSHO'S VIEWS ON DEATH AND DYING. There is nothing as sure as death. Where there is life, there is bound to be death. He who bears not this fact in mind, wastes life, whereas he who knows this truth, obtains that which is immortal. I do not feel depressed at anybody's death, because there is no need to feel anything about it. However, it is a matter of sorrow, no doubt, if I see a life wasted. We have not to grieve after a dead body, but over a wasted life. You know, King Janak was called 'videh', i.e., without or beyond the body. Once, a young minister of his asked him, 'Your Excellency! How can you be considered without a body, when you do have a physical body? The king smiled but said nothing. After a few days, however, the king invited the minister for lunch.Read the full discourse →
Preetam Chhabi Nainan Basee · Discourse 10
1980-03-20 · Pune · Hindi
Question: Second question: Osho, when I was young I never even thought of death, and now that I have grown old, death keeps frightening me all the time. What should I do? Is it possible to get rid of death? “The stream of affection has run dry; the body remains like sand. This dried mango branch you see is saying—‘Now here neither the cuckoo nor the peacock ever come; I am that line for which there is no meaning—’ Life has been scorched. I have given the world flowers and fruit, I have astonished it with my radiance and motion; but all those blossomed moments were impermanent— the true grandeur of life is that which has collapsed. No beloved comes now to the riverbank, no incomparable one to sit on the dark grass. Only darkness remains upon the heart; I am unseen; this is what the poet has said.Read the full discourse →