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He makes no choice -- he does not say 'This should be and that should not be.' He withdraws himself. He simply becomes a recipient, and in that receptivity is transformation. That receptivity is trust, that receptivity is initiation into sannyas.
So from this moment forget that you have to worry about yourself. Forget that you have to carry your burden on your own shoulders. God is doing that already and doing it perfectly; there cannot be a more perfect world than there is.
This I call the religious consciousness. It has nothing to do with Christianity or with Hinduism or Islam. It is just pure religious consciousness and immense trust in the goodness of God, immense trust in existence, that it mothers us all, that we are part of it, its progenies; how can it be antagonistic to us ? Then not only does life become a benediction, even death becomes a benediction....
[A sannyasin, leaving says he has a 'crazy idea' to cultivate herbs to make sleeping potions. Osho says that all ideas are crazy, and that in actual fact God creates many crazy people but very rarely sane people.]
[A sannyasin, leaving, says: Since I've been here I feel as if I'm dreaming... everything seems blurry around me. It's as if something in me is asleep.]
You have never felt like that before?...
You are awakening! And it always happens; if you have been asleep for a long time... And everybody has been asleep for a long time and everybody has been dreaming for a long time, for many lives, so when one starts awakening for the first time reality looks as if it is a dream. Because with dreams you are acquainted and with reality you are unfamiliar. The dreams are old, ancient, and reality is new. The new always looks fragile compared to the old; the old is always solid, concrete, looks more real.
Something beautiful is happening -- I can see it: your eyes are opening for the first time. And the old mind will try to say 'This is all dream -- what are you doing here ? Go back to your old reality.' Just wait a little and soon you will see what is real and what is unreal.
There is only one criterion: the real is that which gives you silence, which
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