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maybe not. I'm not predicting for whom it will come. I'm predicting only one thing: that it will come! Your commitment should be towards love.
It is going to come, so wait... just to give it a chance. If you start telling people then you will get disturbed, they will get disturbed. Then you will create so much misery that you may lose this space that has become available; hence I say go on playing the game.
And when you know it is a game you can play it perfectly; there is nothing serious about it. It is almost as if in a drama you are playing the role of a wife. It is just acting, not even pretending; it is different from pretending. In the pretension you are also deceived.
My feeling is it will take at least a few weeks for you to be clear, and then things will become very very authentic. You will know what love is. Once you know what love is, then you will know what attachment is, because when you know the real coin you can immediately recognise the false, not otherwise. First taste the real and the unreal is revealed.
When will you be able to come back?... because you need to be here. Something has to be done still: half is done, now the creative part has to be done.
And don't destroy what has happened to you. Be watchful and careful about it. It is of great importance. This state where you are not certain what is what is a great beginning. Don't again become certain in a false way. Unless certainties arise of their own accord, wait. Whatsoever it costs pay the price and wait.
[Osho reminds her to continue meditating, and suggests that it will be helpful if she maintains contact with sannyasins living near her.]
[Another group participant says: I was wondering who I was following -- is it you or myself?]
Yourself... and even if meanwhile you are following me, that is only to reach to yourself. It is just as when you look in a mirror: at whom are you looking -- the mirror or yourself? In a way you are looking at the mirror, but in the mirror you are looking at yourself. That's exactly the relationship between a master and a disciple: the master is a mirror!
You are looking at me, but only to look
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