[NOTE: This is an unedited tape transcript of an unpublished darshan diary, which has been scanned and cleaned up. It is for reference purposes only.]
[ To be a lover or to be a meditator is easy enough; it's a little trickier when you try to combine the two. But that's what Osho envisages for us, he told Prem Dhyan tonight.]
It is the challenge and a challenge worth accepting because only through that challenge does one grow.
Growth is an uphill task and this is the greatest challenge, this is the Everest, the highest climb -- dangerous, hazardous, but the more dangerous it is the more enchanting, the more intriguing, the more interesting it is. The more dangerous it is, the more adventure it contains.
It is easy to love without meditation because then love is very ordinary, it is biological. Nothing is required from you as a conscious being -- just the chemistry of your body works and you follow the chemistry of the body. It is a chemical phenomenon, it is hormonal. All animals love and man can also love in the same way. Millions of people do love in the same way -- they reproduce. When one man falls in love with a woman it is nothing much. People think something great is happening -- it is all chemicals, nothing much. Just give him an injection of a few other hormones and the love will disappear. Just take away a few hormones from the woman and the whole story is finished!
But man does not want to see the truth so rather than seeing the truth he fabricates great poetry around it. He says this is something great, something from the beyond; I have not done it, it has happened. But it has happened because of chemistry, not because some god is behind it.
God cannot be so foolish as to manage so many stupid love affairs and marriages and divorces; I can't think of such a stupid god. But chemistry is stupid, chemistry has no intelligence in it.
Ordinary love is a chemical phenomenon. It is easy, very easy. And meditation alone is also very easy, in fact very safe, far safer than love, because in love the other gets involved and there is always trouble. Two persons, however attractive they are to each other, are bound to clash. In fact they are attracted to each other because they are opposite poles, just like negative and positive poles of electricity.
Their very attraction is based on opposition. The farther away they are, the more they feel attracted. But to meet a woman, or a man once in a while, on the beach, in the mountains, in a moviehouse, is one thing; to live with the same man or woman for twenty -- four hours a day, year in, year out, is a totally different phenomenon.
Then the opposition erupts every moment. It starts even before breakfast, it doesn't even wait for breakfast; in fact breakfast is the right time for it to start. And then it continues to the very end. When you fall asleep, then too it lingers in your dreams: the wife goes on chasing you, the husband goes on chasing you... So people become fed up with such love sooner or later and they start thinking of enjoying their own space.
I receive letters here every day from people who want to enjoy their own space and then within a few days they say that they are fed up with being alone and they want some relationship.' There is a ripple of laughter through the group.
It is like a wheel, it goes on and on. And people are so unconscious, they can't see that one day they want their own space, another day they feel empty and they want somebody else to share their space, and after a day, again the same game: they want their own space. And this goes on and on!
It is good that Christianity, Judaism and Mohammedanism believe in only one life. Just think of the Buddhists and the Jainas -- they believe in eighty -- four million lives! It needs some guts... even to think of eighty-four million lives. Then how many million love affairs...? And it is certainly a miracle that we have survived and still the wheel is moving. People go on calling it a merry -- go-round, I call it a sorry-go-round!
Both are easy: you become fed up with love, you start meditating; you become fed up with meditation you start moving with somebody -- both arc easy. But the real thing is to have a synthesis, to be capable of being alone and at the same time to be capable of sharing your joy, your energies, with somebody.
This synthesis transforms the quality of both love and meditation: meditation becomes more alive, love becomes more conscious. Love becomes more and more free from chemistry, and meditation becomes more and more free from loneliness. Meditation becomes more and more aloneness, solitude -- a beautiful space, not negative, not empty, but very full, so full that you really don't need any love affair, so full that you can live alone for millions of lives -- no problem. And love becomes so conscious, so alert, that it can drop all the stupid things which make it miserable.
And this is my vision for my sannyasins: a meditative loving quality, a loving meditative quality. Be great lovers and be great meditators simultaneously. Don't choose between the two. Choose both and you will attain to a great enriched integrated being. How long will you be here? he asks. As long as possible, Dhyan Prem replies. That's good. Then go through the sorry-go-round!
Bliss is the turn-on of turning in, Osho named Maria Anand Svabhav, bliss, self-nature, as a reminder of that. He said:
Bliss is not something which is outside you, not something there, far away, not something that you have to journey to. Bliss is something inside you, it is already the case. You have not to go anywhere, you have to stop going and suddenly you will find it. One finds it not by running but by stopping.
And sannyas means the art of stopping the constantly running mind, the constantly desiring mind. The mind is always occupied with many places except the one place where you are, except for the now and the here the mind runs all over the world -- and that is the place, the space, where bliss is, so mind remains miserable. Mind means misery, it is synonymous with misery.
Bliss is a state of no-mind, it is synonymous with no-mind. You simply stop desiring, you stop thinking of the future, you stop being ambitious, you stop thinking of there, you relax here and now within yourself. You go on relaxing deep within yourself.
When you reach to the very center of your being beyond which there is nowhere to go, suddenly an explosion happens like a volcano erupting. You become a fully opened lotus.
(And until he flowers man feels like a misfit, Osho went on to say to Deva Barbara.)
Man is a stranger on the earth. He is hero but he does not belong. He trios in every way to make a home, to create relationships, but everything fails. He remains homeless unless he starts looking inwards, because there is his real home. And the inner transcends the earth, the inner is not part of the earth. It is here and it is not here.
Once we know who we are in our inner world then this feeling of being a stranger disappears. You have found your home, your universe; you have found god.
Unless that happens every effort is bound to fail. All our love relationships fail, without exception; that there is any exception is just our hope. All power fails. One can have all the riches of the world and yet one remains poor. One can possess the whole world yet deep down one knows one is empty, hollow and there is no meaning in life.
It is impossible to throw away this feeling of meaninglessness, impossible to become attuned to the outside world unless you have become attuned to the inner. Once you are attuned to the inner a miracle happens: the outer is no more outer, it becomes just an extension of the inner.
Once you have seen your centre, your circumference becomes a part of it, an essential part of it. Then one lives in the world and yet the world is not in one, one lives in the world yet remains untouched by it. And that's the whole art of sannyas, to be in the world and yet not of it. I call it the greatest miracle.
[Prayer has a perfume that even others can catch a whiff of. But real prayer is scented in meditation, Osho ordained tonight.]
A prayer without meditation is false because it depends on beliefs; you have to believe in a god you know not. And how can you really pray to a god you know not? You can deceive others and yourself, but prayer cannot arise out of belief; that would be basically dishonest. And if even prayer is dishonest, what can be honest in life?
But there are millions of people in the world who know nothing of meditation and still go on praying. They are carrying plastic flowers believing that they are real roses. Hence they go on praying but their life has no fragrance of prayer. On the contrary their life stinks of all kinds of jealousies, hatreds, violence, greediness. There seems to be no fragrance at all.
My own observation is that a real religion begins in meditation. Meditation means a state of thoughtless silence. And when you are absolutely silent with no thought disturbing your silence, stirring it, the joy of such a silence is so tremendous that you are bound to thank the universe. It is impossible not to, it is impossible not to feel grateful. It is not a question of belief any more; you know the bliss, you have experienced the silence, the music of it, and out of that music your heart is full of prayerfulness: you bow down to existence.
You can call it god, you can call it truth, you may not call it by any name -- the real thing is not the object, the real thing is the subjective feeling of gratefulness. That is prayer, and out of such prayer is the possibility of great fragrance happening in your life. It will not only be experienced by you, it will be experienced by others too.
When real blessing happens you become a blessing to the world. That's the only proof that it has happened. When you are joyous you cannot contain it; joy is uncontainable. Misery is containable because misery is always limited. Even the misery people call unbearable is not unbearable; they are already bearing it! They call it unbearable but that is sheer nonsense.
No misery is unbearable but every bliss is unbearable, it is too much! The dance is so much, the song is so much, the joy is so much, one wants to burst forth, one wants to shout from the housetops, one wants to share. That's how Buddha shared his joy for forty-two years. Jesus was prevented from sharing his joy very early on but still even in those three years... his work lasted only three years, from the thirtieth to the thirty-third year of his life, but even in those three years he shared something so tremendously valuable that without him we could not conceive of humanity.
Just delete the single name of Jesus and almost the whole edifice of humanity falls down. A single man who was allowed to share his joy for three years has made humanity tremendously rich.
Meditate so that prayer can happen. And the only proof that the prayer has happened is that you will experience the fragrance and others will experience the fragrance of it. You will radiate it. You will be it and whatsoever you touch will start dancing with joy. Even dust is transformed into gold by the touch of a man who knows what prayer is.
Prayer is sheer magic -- but it comes only out of meditation, never otherwise. Hence here my insistence is on meditation, not on prayer, because I know prayer is inevitable. If meditation happens prayer is inevitable; if prayer is there fragrance is a natural consequence.
So I don't teach prayer, I don't teach service to humanity, because I know that meditation is all that is needed. Once meditation is there everything follows in its own time, in the right time. Prayer comes and out of prayer service to humanity -- that's its fragrance.
[Name and fame are props for your ego but rocks on your essence. If you're bright you don't have to waste your life before you realise it, Osho told a Dutchman, Veet Ruud.]
We are taught from our very childhood to make a name in the world, to become famous, wellknown, successful, a prime minister or a president, a Nobel prize winner -- but somebody special, somebody. Every child is poisoned with the idea of being somebody and the reality is that we are nobodies. And the reality is tremendously beautiful! Just to be a nobody brings such joy and such ecstasy that one cannot even imagine it. Fame brings nothing. It is a very stupid game, very childish and immature.
I was reading a memoir about Somerset Maugham. He loved his nephew very much and they were very intimate friends. When Maugham had become very old his nephew came to see him. Maugham had purchased a very beautiful palace with a very big garden and lake and antique furniture and a big library. The old man had at least ten servants -- he was alone -- and he was rich and world-famous.
One day his nephew saw him sitting in the garden very sad and he asked "Why are you looking so sad?" Maugham said "I always feel sad when I look at the palace, the garden, the lake -- I always feel sad: all this I have attained, but for what? I wasted my whole life. Soon I will die. Death is not very far away -- I can hear the knock on the door. I am getting older, weaker, every day. It is only a question of days or, at the most, months." And in fact he died within two or three weeks.
He said "I am always worried -- I will not be able to take with me anything out of all my possessions and I wasted my whole life for them. So my life has gone down the drain. All these possessions and I cannot carry a single thing with me, so what is the point of it all? That makes me sad..."
All famous people have felt it. If they are intelligent they feel it sooner, if they are mediocre they feel it a little later, if they are utterly stupid they may not feel it at all -- it all depends on how much intelligence they have. A really intelligent person need not become famous to feel it; he can see the whole thing is stupid.
And that is the only requirement for being a sannyasin: be intelligent and see clearly -- because all the time that is wasted is wasted forever, you cannot reclaim it. So see clearly and put your energies in a certain direction in which you see that something can be really achieved. And my definition of real achievement is that which cannot be taken away by death. Anything else that can be taken away by death is not a real achievement but only a pseudo achievement, toys to play with
Become a nobody from this moment and enjoy your nobodiness and the freedom that it brings. Become anonymous and see the joy! -- there is no worry, no anxiety. Because there is no ego you don't feel hurt. Nothing can hurt you. Somebody can insult you and you can stand there watching and enjoying it because there is nobody inside you to feel the hurt, there is nobody to be wounded. You can enjoy and laugh.
The day a man can enjoy and laugh while he is being insulted he has really attained something, he has become part of eternity. He has entered into the world of the immortals.
[To another Wolfgang Osho talked man's state of disgrace.]
Man has become awkward for the simple reason that he has become self-conscious; self-consciousness is very destructive to grace. That's why if you are talking to a friend you talk gracefully, but if you are talking to a great audience, if thousands of people are listening to you, you lose all grace. You become awkward, you start perspiring, you start trembling, you forget everything.
In fact it is said that the mind starts working the moment you are born, up to the moment you die, except in those few rare moments when you face an audience. In those moments it stops working; suddenly a gap arises. And the more prepared you are, the more is the possibility of a gap, because the very preparation shows that you are afraid, that you are trying to cover up, pretend.
What happens to actors on stage? Why do they lose grace? The same person is so graceful talking to his friends. Nothing has changed, it is the same, he can talk in the same way. But now he starts forgetting, he starts saying things which are not supposed to be said and everything becomes clumsy.
Wild animals are graceful because they are not self-conscious. All animals are graceful because they are not performing, they are simply living their lives. They are not worried how they look. It is only man who is worried about how he looks, how he is appearing to others, whether they are appreciating him or not. All these worries destroy his grace. And bliss happens only in a state of grace.
The second thing that the wolf represents is loyalty. It is a loyal friend. You can trust it, you can rely upon it, it never deceives, never cheats. It's devotion is total, its commitment categorical. It will die but it will not deceive. And these are the qualities of a sannyasin too: gracefulness, loyalty, love, trust, commitment.
If these things are there bliss is not far away. Bliss is bound to happen, it is inevitable.
Osho's Commentary
[ To be a lover or to be a meditator is easy enough; it's a little trickier when you try to combine the two. But that's what Osho envisages for us, he told Prem Dhyan tonight.]
It is the challenge and a challenge worth accepting because only through that challenge does one grow.
Growth is an uphill task and this is the greatest challenge, this is the Everest, the highest climb -- dangerous, hazardous, but the more dangerous it is the more enchanting, the more intriguing, the more interesting it is. The more dangerous it is, the more adventure it contains.
It is easy to love without meditation because then love is very ordinary, it is biological. Nothing is required from you as a conscious being -- just the chemistry of your body works and you follow the chemistry of the body. It is a chemical phenomenon, it is hormonal. All animals love and man can also love in the same way. Millions of people do love in the same way -- they reproduce. When one man falls in love with a woman it is nothing much. People think something great is happening -- it is all chemicals, nothing much. Just give him an injection of a few other hormones and the love will disappear. Just take away a few hormones from the woman and the whole story is finished!
But man does not want to see the truth so rather than seeing the truth he fabricates great poetry around it. He says this is something great, something from the beyond; I have not done it, it has happened. But it has happened because of chemistry, not because some god is behind it.
God cannot be so foolish as to manage so many stupid love affairs and marriages and divorces; I can't think of such a stupid god. But chemistry is stupid, chemistry has no intelligence in it.
Ordinary love is a chemical phenomenon. It is easy, very easy. And meditation alone is also very easy, in fact very safe, far safer than love, because in love the other gets involved and there is always trouble. Two persons, however attractive they are to each other, are bound to clash. In fact they are attracted to each other because they are opposite poles, just like negative and positive poles of electricity.
Their very attraction is based on opposition. The farther away they are, the more they feel attracted. But to meet a woman, or a man once in a while, on the beach, in the mountains, in a moviehouse, is one thing; to live with the same man or woman for twenty -- four hours a day, year in, year out, is a totally different phenomenon.
Then the opposition erupts every moment. It starts even before breakfast, it doesn't even wait for breakfast; in fact breakfast is the right time for it to start. And then it continues to the very end. When you fall asleep, then too it lingers in your dreams: the wife goes on chasing you, the husband goes on chasing you... So people become fed up with such love sooner or later and they start thinking of enjoying their own space.
I receive letters here every day from people who want to enjoy their own space and then within a few days they say that they are fed up with being alone and they want some relationship.'
There is a ripple of laughter through the group.
It is like a wheel, it goes on and on. And people are so unconscious, they can't see that one day they want their own space, another day they feel empty and they want somebody else to share their space, and after a day, again the same game: they want their own space. And this goes on and on!
It is good that Christianity, Judaism and Mohammedanism believe in only one life. Just think of the Buddhists and the Jainas -- they believe in eighty -- four million lives! It needs some guts... even to think of eighty-four million lives. Then how many million love affairs...? And it is certainly a miracle that we have survived and still the wheel is moving. People go on calling it a merry -- go-round, I call it a sorry-go-round!
Both are easy: you become fed up with love, you start meditating; you become fed up with meditation you start moving with somebody -- both arc easy. But the real thing is to have a synthesis, to be capable of being alone and at the same time to be capable of sharing your joy, your energies, with somebody.
This synthesis transforms the quality of both love and meditation: meditation becomes more alive, love becomes more conscious. Love becomes more and more free from chemistry, and meditation becomes more and more free from loneliness. Meditation becomes more and more aloneness, solitude -- a beautiful space, not negative, not empty, but very full, so full that you really don't need any love affair, so full that you can live alone for millions of lives -- no problem. And love becomes so conscious, so alert, that it can drop all the stupid things which make it miserable.
And this is my vision for my sannyasins: a meditative loving quality, a loving meditative quality. Be great lovers and be great meditators simultaneously. Don't choose between the two. Choose both and you will attain to a great enriched integrated being.
How long will you be here? he asks.
As long as possible, Dhyan Prem replies.
That's good. Then go through the sorry-go-round!
Bliss is the turn-on of turning in, Osho named Maria Anand Svabhav, bliss, self-nature, as a reminder of that. He said:
Bliss is not something which is outside you, not something there, far away, not something that you have to journey to. Bliss is something inside you, it is already the case. You have not to go anywhere, you have to stop going and suddenly you will find it. One finds it not by running but by stopping.
And sannyas means the art of stopping the constantly running mind, the constantly desiring mind. The mind is always occupied with many places except the one place where you are, except for the now and the here the mind runs all over the world -- and that is the place, the space, where bliss is, so mind remains miserable. Mind means misery, it is synonymous with misery.
Bliss is a state of no-mind, it is synonymous with no-mind. You simply stop desiring, you stop thinking of the future, you stop being ambitious, you stop thinking of there, you relax here and now within yourself. You go on relaxing deep within yourself.
When you reach to the very center of your being beyond which there is nowhere to go, suddenly an explosion happens like a volcano erupting.
You become a fully opened lotus.
(And until he flowers man feels like a misfit, Osho went on to say to Deva Barbara.)
Man is a stranger on the earth. He is hero but he does not belong. He trios in every way to make a home, to create relationships, but everything fails. He remains homeless unless he starts looking inwards, because there is his real home. And the inner transcends the earth, the inner is not part of the earth. It is here and it is not here.
Once we know who we are in our inner world then this feeling of being a stranger disappears. You have found your home, your universe; you have found god.
Unless that happens every effort is bound to fail. All our love relationships fail, without exception; that there is any exception is just our hope. All power fails. One can have all the riches of the world and yet one remains poor. One can possess the whole world yet deep down one knows one is empty, hollow and there is no meaning in life.
It is impossible to throw away this feeling of meaninglessness, impossible to become attuned to the outside world unless you have become attuned to the inner. Once you are attuned to the inner a miracle happens: the outer is no more outer, it becomes just an extension of the inner.
Once you have seen your centre, your circumference becomes a part of it, an essential part of it. Then one lives in the world and yet the world is not in one, one lives in the world yet remains untouched by it. And that's the whole art of sannyas, to be in the world and yet not of it. I call it the greatest miracle.
[Prayer has a perfume that even others can catch a whiff of. But real prayer is scented in meditation, Osho ordained tonight.]
A prayer without meditation is false because it depends on beliefs; you have to believe in a god you know not. And how can you really pray to a god you know not? You can deceive others and yourself, but prayer cannot arise out of belief; that would be basically dishonest. And if even prayer is dishonest, what can be honest in life?
But there are millions of people in the world who know nothing of meditation and still go on praying. They are carrying plastic flowers believing that they are real roses. Hence they go on praying but their life has no fragrance of prayer. On the contrary their life stinks of all kinds of jealousies, hatreds, violence, greediness. There seems to be no fragrance at all.
My own observation is that a real religion begins in meditation. Meditation means a state of thoughtless silence. And when you are absolutely silent with no thought disturbing your silence, stirring it, the joy of such a silence is so tremendous that you are bound to thank the universe. It is impossible not to, it is impossible not to feel grateful. It is not a question of belief any more; you know the bliss, you have experienced the silence, the music of it, and out of that music your heart is full of prayerfulness: you bow down to existence.
You can call it god, you can call it truth, you may not call it by any name -- the real thing is not the object, the real thing is the subjective feeling of gratefulness. That is prayer, and out of such prayer is the possibility of great fragrance happening in your life. It will not only be experienced by you, it will be experienced by others too.
When real blessing happens you become a blessing to the world. That's the only proof that it has happened. When you are joyous you cannot contain it; joy is uncontainable. Misery is containable because misery is always limited. Even the misery people call unbearable is not unbearable; they are already bearing it! They call it unbearable but that is sheer nonsense.
No misery is unbearable but every bliss is unbearable, it is too much! The dance is so much, the song is so much, the joy is so much, one wants to burst forth, one wants to shout from the housetops, one wants to share. That's how Buddha shared his joy for forty-two years. Jesus was prevented from sharing his joy very early on but still even in those three years... his work lasted only three years, from the thirtieth to the thirty-third year of his life, but even in those three years he shared something so tremendously valuable that without him we could not conceive of humanity.
Just delete the single name of Jesus and almost the whole edifice of humanity falls down. A single man who was allowed to share his joy for three years has made humanity tremendously rich.
Meditate so that prayer can happen. And the only proof that the prayer has happened is that you will experience the fragrance and others will experience the fragrance of it. You will radiate it. You will be it and whatsoever you touch will start dancing with joy. Even dust is transformed into gold by the touch of a man who knows what prayer is.
Prayer is sheer magic -- but it comes only out of meditation, never otherwise. Hence here my insistence is on meditation, not on prayer, because I know prayer is inevitable. If meditation happens prayer is inevitable; if prayer is there fragrance is a natural consequence.
So I don't teach prayer, I don't teach service to humanity, because I know that meditation is all that is needed. Once meditation is there everything follows in its own time, in the right time. Prayer comes and out of prayer service to humanity -- that's its fragrance.
[Name and fame are props for your ego but rocks on your essence. If you're bright you don't have to waste your life before you realise it, Osho told a Dutchman, Veet Ruud.]
We are taught from our very childhood to make a name in the world, to become famous, wellknown, successful, a prime minister or a president, a Nobel prize winner -- but somebody special, somebody. Every child is poisoned with the idea of being somebody and the reality is that we are nobodies. And the reality is tremendously beautiful! Just to be a nobody brings such joy and such ecstasy that one cannot even imagine it. Fame brings nothing. It is a very stupid game, very childish and immature.
I was reading a memoir about Somerset Maugham. He loved his nephew very much and they were very intimate friends. When Maugham had become very old his nephew came to see him. Maugham had purchased a very beautiful palace with a very big garden and lake and antique furniture and a big library. The old man had at least ten servants -- he was alone -- and he was rich and world-famous.
One day his nephew saw him sitting in the garden very sad and he asked "Why are you looking so sad?" Maugham said "I always feel sad when I look at the palace, the garden, the lake -- I always feel sad: all this I have attained, but for what? I wasted my whole life. Soon I will die. Death is not very far away -- I can hear the knock on the door. I am getting older, weaker, every day. It is only a question of days or, at the most, months." And in fact he died within two or three weeks.
He said "I am always worried -- I will not be able to take with me anything out of all my possessions and I wasted my whole life for them. So my life has gone down the drain. All these possessions and I cannot carry a single thing with me, so what is the point of it all? That makes me sad..."
All famous people have felt it. If they are intelligent they feel it sooner, if they are mediocre they feel it a little later, if they are utterly stupid they may not feel it at all -- it all depends on how much intelligence they have. A really intelligent person need not become famous to feel it; he can see the whole thing is stupid.
And that is the only requirement for being a sannyasin: be intelligent and see clearly -- because all the time that is wasted is wasted forever, you cannot reclaim it. So see clearly and put your energies in a certain direction in which you see that something can be really achieved. And my definition of real achievement is that which cannot be taken away by death. Anything else that can be taken away by death is not a real achievement but only a pseudo achievement, toys to play with
Become a nobody from this moment and enjoy your nobodiness and the freedom that it brings. Become anonymous and see the joy! -- there is no worry, no anxiety. Because there is no ego you don't feel hurt. Nothing can hurt you. Somebody can insult you and you can stand there watching and enjoying it because there is nobody inside you to feel the hurt, there is nobody to be wounded. You can enjoy and laugh.
The day a man can enjoy and laugh while he is being insulted he has really attained something, he has become part of eternity. He has entered into the world of the immortals.
[To another Wolfgang Osho talked man's state of disgrace.]
Man has become awkward for the simple reason that he has become self-conscious; self-consciousness is very destructive to grace. That's why if you are talking to a friend you talk gracefully, but if you are talking to a great audience, if thousands of people are listening to you, you lose all grace. You become awkward, you start perspiring, you start trembling, you forget everything.
In fact it is said that the mind starts working the moment you are born, up to the moment you die, except in those few rare moments when you face an audience. In those moments it stops working; suddenly a gap arises. And the more prepared you are, the more is the possibility of a gap, because the very preparation shows that you are afraid, that you are trying to cover up, pretend.
What happens to actors on stage? Why do they lose grace? The same person is so graceful talking to his friends. Nothing has changed, it is the same, he can talk in the same way. But now he starts forgetting, he starts saying things which are not supposed to be said and everything becomes clumsy.
Wild animals are graceful because they are not self-conscious. All animals are graceful because they are not performing, they are simply living their lives. They are not worried how they look. It is only man who is worried about how he looks, how he is appearing to others, whether they are appreciating him or not. All these worries destroy his grace. And bliss happens only in a state of grace.
The second thing that the wolf represents is loyalty. It is a loyal friend. You can trust it, you can rely upon it, it never deceives, never cheats. It's devotion is total, its commitment categorical. It will die but it will not deceive. And these are the qualities of a sannyasin too: gracefulness, loyalty, love, trust, commitment.
If these things are there bliss is not far away. Bliss is bound to happen, it is inevitable.