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sannyasin says: I feel so good here... I feel so happy I'm floating away.]
You are, and I am watching. You will become more and more happy every day; there is no limit to it.
People don't know how much happiness is possible in life. They have settled for a miserable life, for no reason. It is just that they have never tasted it so they think that this is all there is. But now you are tasting something and it will go on growing.
Just remember one thing: never do anything that disturbs your happiness, because nothing is worth that. Happiness is the only thing, the only god to be worshipped. People are so stupid that they are ready to lose their happiness for any trivial thing. Somebody says something and their happiness is disturbed. Somebody has insulted them, they think somebody has insulted them -- he may not have deliberately done anything -- and their happiness is gone... as if they were just waiting for this man to insult them or say something. They were ready to throw away their happiness at any excuse. Just remember that: there is no excuse. If one is not happy, one is responsible.
And happiness is an unbounded phenomenon: the more you have it, the more it goes on growing. And fresh water is always flowing in, fresh energy is flowing in. One can live in utter bliss, one can die in utter bliss -- and that is the way a man should be. Remaining less than that is missing the whole point of life.
Things are going perfectly well. This is exactly the meaning of... Upasana. Literally it means worship; existentially it means to be so blissful that each act becomes a worship of god. Walking, eating, sleeping -- all can become worship. Only one quality has to be introduced, and that quality is of blissfulness. So go on infusing the quality of blissfulness into each act. And then the whole life becomes a worship -- a twenty-four hour worship, day in, day out. One is constantly praising god.
Only in bliss can one praise god. How can one praise god in misery? One wants to kill god when one is in misery. One is very angry; there is much grudge and complaint. But when one is really blissful and happy, ecstatic, what else is there
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