November 2008
11.05.08 -
THE
MASKS WE WEAR
Halloween
is the official holiday of disguise. A time to act out your fantasy-self, your
wildest
dream-self.
A time to wear masks and costumes.
But
what about the other 364 days of the year? Have you ever put on an act then? You
know, trying to appear a particular way, hoping people will believe something
special about you, something that isn't real but you want it to be. Or perhaps
there's something about you that you're not comfortable with and rather than be
exposed you cover it over by putting on a
"good face."
The
answer for every one of us is yes. Whether we like to admit it or not, from time
to time or even much of the time, each of us wears a mask of one kind or
another. Sometimes it's a smile when we'd rather not. Sometimes we want to seem
knowledgeable when we don't have a clue. Or we want to look strong when in fact
we're terrified.
Masks
are part of daily life. And in some instances, like playing poker and haggling
over the price of something you really want, they are indispensable.
But
in your intimate relationships there's a catch. Whenever you choose to screen
the truth of who you are behind a mask, you make the judgment that who you are
is inadequate, incompetent, inferior, deficient or defective in some way. You
actually insist on rejecting yourself, treating yourself as unwanted.
Whenever
you express yourself and are met with rejection, ridicule, or any response that
devalues who you are, you stand at a crossroads and you have to make a choice.
You can either decide that the response is inaccurate and meaningless.
Or
you can take the rejection to heart. When you choose the latter, you vote
against yourself, agreeing that there is something wrong with you.
In
order to protect yourself you decide to change, not by developing better
self-awareness or learning to consider the source of such negativity, but by
creating a false front, one that you believe will be unconditionally acceptable
to others.
Once
you decide to relate to the world from behind a mask, you cast your vote with
those who have voted against you. You vote against yourself and decide to stay
in allegiance with those who do not want you. You twist and turn, making
yourself into whatever you believe will gain their favor, so that who you are is
thereafter determined by someone else's values, someone else's beliefs and
feelings. You become what you imagine someone else thinks you should be and you
end up without a self of your own.
And
then you wonder why you are so afraid of being found out, why, when people tell
you that they like you or love you, you can never believe them.
Living
authentically -- living true to yourself -- requires a serious choice to hold
your value on your own terms. And it requires conscious intention and practice
to move out from behind your masks.
But
only then will love be a believable gift.
Only
then can you trust that you are loved for who you really are.
Use
the following points to remember the enormous value you bring to your
relationships and to your own life -- when you are true to yourself> Then
make a commitment to cast off your masks.
1.
Masks cover your fear of feeling unacceptable. By dropping your masks, you claim
the right to a full emotional range and grow your self-respect.
2.
Your masks block any personally meaningful connection. By dropping your masks,
you reveal yourself in a manner that creates the way for genuinely intimate
relationships.
3.
With your masks in place, you remain stuck; Locked up inside. By dropping your
masks, you can tap a wide array of previously prohibited imagination and
creativity.
4.
With masks on, you always feel emotionally hungry and can never be satisfied. By
dropping your masks, your basic human need to be recognized, valued, and wanted
can be fulfilled.
5.
Your masks keep you dedicated to your past, to the original environment that did
not welcome you as you. And your masks continually perpetuate the pain you're
trying to escape. By dropping your masks, you make the courageous move to leave
the past behind, become your own person, and open to a new future.
6.
Most important, masks force you into believing the delusion that who you are
lacks value. Then you live in the fantasy that others are superior to you. And
the real you moves far beyond your reach. By dropping your masks, you set
yourself free of self-rejection -- the only real rejection there is -- and make
way for living a real and satisfying life.
Having
just read this, take a moment and look inside. Are you willing to drop your
masks, even just a little at first, and invite people to really know you?
Are
you willing to find out how people would actually respond to you? Will you agree
that their acceptance would then be more meaningful than any so-called liking
they may express for your performance?
And
if they don't like you for who you really are, why would you want to be with
them?
Life
is to be lived. And lived as fully as possible. Real love and real romance
require that we come out of hiding.
So take off your masks and come to life -- for the rest of your life.
11.07.08 -
What
is objective art?
Is creativity somehow related with meditation?
Osho:
Art
can be divided into two parts. Ninety-nine percent of art is subjective art.
Only one percent is objective art. The ninety-nine percent subjective art has no
relationship with meditation. Only one percent objective art is based on
meditation.
The subjective art means you are pouring your subjectivity onto the canvas, your
dreams, your imaginations, your fantasies. It is a projection of your
psychology. The same happens in poetry, in music, in all dimensions of
creativity - you are not concerned with the person who is going to see your
painting, not concerned what will happen to him when he looks at it; that is not
your concern at all. Your art is simply a kind of vomiting. It will help you,
just the way vomiting helps. It takes the nausea away, it makes you cleaner,
makes you feel healthier. But you have not considered what is going to happen to
the person who is going to see your vomit. He will become nauseous. He may start
feeling sick.
Look
at the paintings of Picasso. He is a great painter, but just a subjective
artist. Looking at his paintings, you will start feeling sick, dizzy, something
going berserk in your mind. You cannot go on looking at Picasso's painting for
long. You would like to get away, because the painting has not come from a
silent being. It has come from a chaos. It is a byproduct of a nightmare. But
ninety-nine percent of art belongs to that category.
Objective
art is just the opposite. The man has nothing to throw out, he is utterly empty,
absolutely clean. Out of this silence, out of this emptiness arises love,
compassion. And out of this silence arises a possibility for creativity. This
silence, this love, this compassion - these are the qualities of meditation.
Meditation
brings you to your very center. And your center is not only your center, it is
the center of the whole existence. Only on the periphery we are different. As we
start moving toward the center, we are one. We are part of eternity, a
tremendously luminous experience of ecstasy that is beyond words. Something that
you can be... but very difficult to express it. But a great desire arises in you
to share it, because all other people around you are groping for exactly such
experiences. And you have it, you know the path.
And
these people are searching everywhere except within themselves - where it is!
You would like to shout in their ears. You would like to shake them and tell
them, "Open your eyes! Where are you going? Wherever you go, you go away
from yourself. Come back home, and come as deep into yourself as possible."
This
desire to share becomes creativity. Somebody can dance. There have been mystics
- for example, Jalaluddin Rumi - whose teaching was not in words, whose teaching
was in dance. He will dance. His disciples will be sitting by his side, and he
will tell them, "Anybody who feels like joining me can join. It is a
question of feeling. If you don't feel like, it is up to you. You can simply sit
and watch."
But when you see a man like Jalaluddin Rumi dancing, something dormant in you
becomes active. In spite of yourself you find you have joined the dance. You are
already dancing before you become aware that you have joined it.
Even
this experience is of tremendous value, that you have been pulled like a
magnetic force. It has not been your mind decision, you have not weighed for pro
and for against, to join or not to join, no. Just the beauty of Rumi's dance,
his spreading energy, has taken possession of you. You are being touched. This
dance is objective art.
And
if you can continue - and slowly you will become more and more unembarrassed,
more and more capable - soon you will forget the whole world. A moment comes,
the dancer disappears and only the dance remains.
There
are in India statues, which you have just to sit silently and meditate upon.
Just look at those statues. They have been made by meditators in such a way, in
such a proportion, that just looking at the statue, the figure, the proportion,
the beauty... Everything is very calculated to create a similar kind of state
within you. And just sitting silently with a statue of Buddha or Mahavira, you
will come across a strange feeling, which you cannot find in sitting by the side
of any Western sculpture.
All
Western sculpture is sexual. You see the Roman sculpture: beautiful, but
something creates sexuality in you. It hits your sexual center. It does not give
you an uplift. In the East the situation is totally different. Statutes are
carved, but before a sculptor starts carving statues he learns meditation.
Before he starts playing on the flute he learns meditation. Before he starts
writing poetry he learns meditation. Meditation is absolute necessity for any
art; then the art will be objective.
Then,
just reading few lines of a haiku, a Japanese form of a small poem - only three
lines, perhaps three words - if you silently read it, you will be surprised. It
is far more explosive that any dynamite. It simply opens up doors in your being.
Basho's
small haiku I have beside the pond near my house. I love it so much, I wanted it
to be there. So every time, coming and going.... Basho is one of the persons I
have loved. Nothing much in it: An ancient pond.... It is not an ordinary
poetry. It is very pictorial. Just visualize: An ancient pond. A frog jumps
in.... You almost see the ancient pond! You almost hear the frog, the sound of
its jump: Plop.
And
then everything is silent. The ancient pond is there, the frog has jumped in,
the sound of his jumping in has created more silence than before. Just reading
it is not like any other poetry that you go on reading - one poem, another
poem... No, you just read it and sit silently. Visualize it. Close your eyes.
See the ancient pond. See the frog. See it jumping in. See the ripples on the
water. Hear the sound. And hear the silence that follows.
This
is objective art.
Basho
must have written it in a very meditative mood, sitting by the side of an
ancient pond, watching a frog. And the frog jumps in. And suddenly Basho becomes
aware of the miracle that sound is deepening the silence. The silence is more
than it was before. This is objective art.
Unless
you are a creator, you will never find real blissfulness. It is only by creating
that you become part of the great creativity of the universe. But to be a
creator, meditation is a basic necessity. Without it you can paint, but that
painting has to be burned, it has not to be shown to others. It was good, it
helped you unburden, but please, don't burden anybody else. Don't present it to
your friends, they are not your enemies.
Objective art is meditative art, subjective art is mind art.
-
from The Last Testament, Volume 3, #24 http://www.osho.com
11.16.08 -
How We Continuously Reproduce Our Own Suffering
How Our Cravings and Attachments Cause Our Own Pain and Suffering: Part 2
How Thinking Can Change the Brain