Why is life so lovely and full of experiences?

Why is life so lovely? Every object, person, creation, manifested and unmanifested too! Color, sound, movement, taste -- strife too. Osho, in this remembrance the heart becomes full, tears flow, breath expands, talk stops, crying happens. I cannot say anything Osho. The eyes close and I sit down.

Become acquainted with god in all his infinite gestures. He has given such a vast temple whose canopy is the sky! He has given such a vast temple where every night there is Divali, a festival of lights. He has lit so many lamps! Scientists have not yet been able to count them. You can count the stars with the naked eyes but it will not be more than three thousand. Counting and counting the scientists have gotten tired of counting. Four billion stars have already been counted. But this is only the beginning. There are more stars, many more. The more scientists count it seems there are more ahead, more ahead... There doesn't seem to be any end. Every night there is Divali and such blind people, no one sees Divali! Every morning his spring Holi festival happens, so much red powder is flying, so many flowers are blooming,…

Osho, why is life so dear? Every thing, every person, all creation, the manifest and the unmanifest too! Color, sound, movement, taste—even discord! Just remembering it, the heart brims over, tears flow, the breath draws long. Speech stops. There is sobbing. I cannot say anything! My eyes close and I just sit.

Consider this: this man does not know how to bow. He says, “I will bow when my condition is met.” Even in bowing there is a bargain, an ego. “If you want me to bow, if it pleases you that I bow, then fulfill my condition. I will bow only to my conception. How you are—I have nothing to do with that. You stand there with a flute and peacock plume—stand if you like; that is not my creed. I bow to my creed. Take the bow and arrow, then I will bow.” This is the obstacle. How can trees take bow and arrow in hand? How can the sun? How can the moon and stars? It is difficult. And the Divine stands at your door like the sun, but you will not bow. If Baba Tulsidas did not bow, how will you? “Take the bow, then I will bow.”…

Osho, the other day you said, “Raso vai sah” — that He is of the nature of rasa. This definition of the Divine is the one I love the most. The full verse from the Taittirīya Upaniṣad is as follows: Raso vai saḥ. Rasaṁ hyevāyaṁ labdhvānandī bhavati. Ko hyevān yāt kaḥ prāṇyāt, yadeṣa ākāśa ānando na syāt. Eṣa hyevānandayāti. “God is rasa itself. By attaining that rasa alone every creature experiences bliss. If that all-pervading element of bliss were not, like the sky, then who would live and who would strive for breath? In truth, that very element is the primal source of everyone’s joy.” Osho,

Just ask your mahatmas whether giving up wealth has brought them meditation. I have asked. And one of your mahatmas couldn’t answer. I tried on the mahatmas all the tricks they use on you—and I was amazed. I don’t know why you haven’t tried those tricks on them till now! They ask you, “Has food given you eternal bliss?” You ask them, “Has fasting given you eternal bliss?” At least with food you are healthy! At least the body has strength! At least you can get up and sit down! In the West there is an abundance of food, so people live longer. Today in Russia there are thousands of people a hundred and fifty years old—thousands, not just a few. If someone reaches a hundred and fifty in Russia, it doesn’t even make the newspaper. A report appeared only when a man reached two hundred. There are many at…

Question: The first question: Osho, what is life? Such questions seem simple; they arise in everyone’s mind. But such questions have no answer. In fact, they are not really questions at all; therefore they have no answer. An answer to “What is life?” would be possible only if there were something other than life. Life alone is; there is nothing besides it. We could answer in reference to something else—but there is nothing else. Life is just life. So life can have neither a goal nor a cause. The cause is life, and the goal is life. Consider it this way: someone asks you, “What are you standing on?” You say, “On the roof.” “And what is the roof resting on?” You say, “On the walls.” “And the walls?” “On the earth.” “And the earth?” “On gravity.” If he keeps asking, “And what is gravity resting on?

A friend has asked: Osho, if “life itself is God,” then what becomes of getting rid of life, liberation from the cycle of birth and death, and moksha? Life has been called a bondage, and here you are calling life itself God?

Certainly, up to now life has been called a bondage. But life is not bondage. For those who do not know the art of living, life does indeed become a bondage. A few friends were traveling through a foreign land. They were hungry and stopped at a fruit shop, but the fruits being sold there were unfamiliar. It was a strange country; they didn’t know what those fruits were. Coconuts were being sold, but in the country they came from there were no coconuts. They asked, What is this? The shopkeeper said, Very, very delicious, very sweet, very strengthening fruits. They bought them. The shopkeeper added in praise that great emperors and kings buy these fruits from my shop. They moved on. Outside the village they stopped and tried to eat the fruits, but they had no acquaintance with coconuts. The fruits they knew didn’t have such a hard shell.…