According to Osho, questions about Jesus’ personal relations—like with Mary Magdalene—are beside the point; he declines such personal inquiries. Speculation about historical intimacies feeds curiosity, not consciousness. Instead, turn attention from personalities to presence: meditate, become aware, and realize your own inner Christ. Liberation comes from transforming yourself, not from settling biographical debates.
Don’t worry about who was close to whom long ago; use that energy to wake up inside you.
From the Discourses
Passages where Osho speaks to this question — each links to the complete discourse.
Osho, why is it so dangerous to be with a living Sadguru? Why do so few people dare to stake everything and dive into your Buddha-field, even though, like Paltu, your call is echoing across the world—“There’ll never be such a wager again; you may not be human again. Why do you stand hesitating while the gold slips from your hand.” Osho, have compassion, grant awakening.
Paltu’s call never resounded across the world. Very few knew him. He was a simple rustic; his language was of the village. But he spoke to the point. This one aphorism of his is priceless. It should have resounded—but it didn’t. To make a thing resound in the world requires great skill and organization. And to make a religious statement resound is very hard. Religion is not a detective novel that everyone wants to read; not a film full of murder and rape that everyone wants to watch; not sensational news that every newspaper puts in headlines. Religion is delicate—no sensation, no violence, no arson. Religion is meditation. Who has taste for meditation? People care for money, not meditation; for office, not for the divine. They are ready to collect all kinds of junk, but words like moksha and nirvana create no echo in their hearts. The moment they hear…
A man has a need for love once in a while but the woman lives in love for twenty-four hours a day. The man has many other interests also; one of his interests is love. But the woman has no other interest, her whole interest is love. And out of that love other interests may grow but they are part of love, they are not competitors to love. Hence a man can always sacrifice love for his art, for his music, for his meditation, for religion -- he can easily renounce love. It is only one of his interests, it is not his whole being. But a woman cannot do that. It is because of this fact that you don't find so many women enlightened because nobody has worked out from the woman's side how to attain enlightenment. Enlightenment has remained basically a masculine interest.
Osho: you are the only man, if I can call you man, whom I have loved without reservation. With other men I have always wanted to challenge, or overcome. But I had to surrender to you without even offering a token resistance. Now, through your love, you are introducing me to jesus for the really first time. My deep gratitude for this grace. Is it easier, at least in the beginning, for women -- as potential mothers and lovers -- to come to jesus? Does man come to him through his feminine?
This is from Paritosh. I have initiated many thousands of people on the path, but persons like Paritosh are rare. He is an old man, but you cannot find a more childlike person: it would be difficult. Even little Siddhartha is older than Paritosh. Paritosh is simply innocent: even little Siddhartha is cunning and clever. When little Siddhartha comes to me, he comes like a grown-up man, defensive; but when Paritosh comes to me, he comes like a small child, totally vulnerable, shy like a small child. On eleventh December, thousands of people passed in front of me, but nobody like Paritosh. He could not even look at me directly: that is too aggressive. He just looked at me out of the side of his eyes, and passed on -- a small child -- a rare phenomenon. That's what Jesus called, "Unless you become like small children, you will not…
Question: BELOVED OSHO, WHEN HE WAS A MONK, MYOSHU CALLED ON MASTER EMYO, AT SAIJO, AND ASKED, "WHAT IS AN ENTRY FOR THE STUDENT?" EMYO SAID, "COME HERE!" THE MOMENT MYOSHU APPROACHED HIM, EMYO GRABBED THE MONK AND PUSHED HIM AWAY, SAYING, "THERE IS NO ENTRY FOR YOU HERE!" AS MYOSHU GOT UP, THE FEELING OF DOUBT SUDDENLY AROSE; AND DAY AND NIGHT HE COULDN'T PUT IT OFF. EMYO KNEW SECRETLY THAT MYOSHU WAS A VESSEL OF DHARMA, AND SUBSEQUENTLY DROVE HIM OUT OF THE TEMPLE ON THE PRETEXT THAT HE HAD BROKEN THE RULES. MYOSHU FELT NO RESENTMENT, BUT UNKNOWN TO ANYONE ELSE, BORROWED A ROOM NEAR THE MONASTERY AND HID THERE. FOR SIX YEARS HE WAS NEVER FORGIVEN, AND JUST SAT FACING A WALL DAY AND NIGHT. HIS MEDITATION WORK BECAME INCREASINGLY REFINED, UNTIL HE GOT TO THE POINT OF FORGETTING TO SLEEP OR EAT.
Then, three days later, when Jesus rose again—was resurrected—the tomb was found empty. The men—Jesus’ disciples—thought some wild animal had carried off the body. But Mary Magdalene thought, “Jesus said he would return on the third day; he must have returned.” She went searching in the dark nights—in forests, in hills. She was the first to whom Jesus appeared. Only when there is discipleship does the Master appear; the new form is seen—the death-transcending immortal form, the resurrection. Seeing Jesus she ran in ecstasy to the village. She told the disciples—they were sitting calculating how to preach, how to compile Jesus’ teachings, how to inform the people, how to build monasteries, temples—busy accounts. Jesus is gone; the responsibility now theirs; they were planning to expand the shop—to build a church. She ran in: “What are you doing sitting here? Jesus has risen!