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Osho about: Getting mature instead of aging

    Maturity has a scent. It gives people a tremendous beauty and intelligence

Beloved Osho, I'm getting old too. Could you give me some golden advice for midlife as well, please?

Amrito - everyone gets old. You get old from the very first day of your life - every moment, every day. Childhood is fluid, and so is youth; only old age doesn't bring anything new, because that's the end of it! That is the special thing about old age that it brings you to rest - to the ultimate rest. But if you want to hear some golden rules for old age ... As for me, I have never been a child or a teenager, I will never grow old and never die. I only know that one absolutely unchangeable and eternal in me. But, if you enjoy it ... There are many rules for old age, because all over the world people are getting old. And many thinkers have racked their brains about what this age is all about.

    Everyone grows old. You get old from the very first day of your life - every moment, every day. Childhood is fluid, and so is youth; only old age brings nothing new, because then it's over! That is the special thing about old age that it brings you to rest - to the ultimate rest.

The first rule clearly concerns age; let's call it the first and last: "Don't make assumptions about things that you know for sure." You know very well that you are getting old; so don't speculate about it or you will make yourself even more miserable. A good rule! "Don't make assumptions about things that you know for sure." Indeed, there is nothing in life that is fixed - except death. You can guess at anything, but not about death. And old age is the door to death.

"Age is when you have symptoms instead of feelings."

"You can be sure that when a girl says no and your only reaction is relief, you will get old."

"Age is when you turn off the lights for economic rather than romantic reasons."

"Age is the time in life when you step on the spot with your career ideas."

"Age is when you can do as much as usual, but you'd rather not."

Old age is a very mysterious experience. But all of these rules come from Western thinking. In all of the literature of the East I have not yet found anyone who talks about age like that. On the contrary, old age has always been extolled there.

If your life has simply been on a horizontal line, then you have only aged; but when your life and your consciousness have run on the vertical, always up, then you have come to the beauty and glory of old age. For the East, age is synonymous with wisdom.

There are two ways: one is horizontal - from childhood to youth, to old age, to death. The other runs vertically - from childhood to youth, to old age, to immortality. These two dimensions are of completely different quality; they are infinitely different. A person who is just young, grows old and dies has only identified with his body. He did not know anything about his being, because the being is never born and never dies. It's always there - it has always been there and it always will be there. It's all eternity. On the vertical level, the child will also become a young person, but this young person will be different from the one on the horizontal level. His childhood is innocent, but from then on completely different dimensions open up to him. The youth on the horizontal plane consists only of sensuality, sexuality and all sorts of nonsense. On the vertical plane, youth is a search for truth, a search for life - it is a longing to experience oneself.

    There are two ways: one is horizontal - from childhood to youth, to old age, to death. The other runs vertically - from childhood to youth, to old age, to immortality. These two dimensions are of completely different quality; they are infinitely different.

On the horizontal plane, age means nothing but fear of death, howling and the chattering of teeth. Here the old person only thinks of the grave and of the darkness, which is getting darker by the day, he only knows himself as a skeleton. On the vertical line, age is a celebration, it is as beautiful as it can be for humans

The youth are bound to be a little foolish because they are inexperienced. But old age has had its experiences - the good and the bad, the right and the wrong - and has now reached a stage where it is no longer influenced by anything that has to do with the body or the mind. Everything is a welcoming! On the vertical plane, age holds the doors open for the highest guest to enter. It is not the end, but the beginning of a real life, of an authentic being.

That's why I keep emphasizing the difference between aging and tires. Few people are fortunate enough to ever become mature. The rest of humanity is just getting old and approaching death. Only on the vertical plane there is no death, because there it goes into immortality, into the divine. And a person who grows old in this dimension has the dignity of beauty, compassion and love.

It has been described many times ... It is reported in the Buddhist scriptures that Buddha became more beautiful with age. I call that a real miracle. Not walking on the water - any drunk can do that. Not to turn water into wine - any charlatan can do it. The real miracle is that Buddha was more beautiful in old age than in his youth, became more innocent than in his youth. That means growth. If you do not live on the vertical line, you are missing out on the great opportunity that life offers you. On the vertical line, instead of moving away from life, you are getting closer to life every day. Then your birth is not the beginning of dying, but the beginning of eternal life. Only two lines - but what a difference ...

In the west, people never thought about it. There was never any mention of the vertical line; for there they did not grow up in a spiritual atmosphere, where the real riches lie - within. Even when people think about God in the West, they think about God somewhere out there. Gautam Buddha could deny God, and I also deny God: He definitely doesn't exist. Because here we want one to turn inward. If there is a God or something like that, then you have to find him within you, you have to find him in your own eternity, in your own ecstasy. Thinking of yourself as just a machine made up of body and mind is the most dangerous notion one can imagine. That robs people of all their dignity, all of their beauty. Then they live in constant fear of death and try to suppress old age as much as possible. If you say to an old woman in the West: "You look young!", Then of course she knows that she is no longer young - but she will stand in front of the mirror for hours and see if a spark of youthfulness shines through somewhere. But she will not deny it, but will be very happy about it. Nobody in the East says to an old woman: "You look young!" On the contrary, old age is so respected and loved there that it would be a kind of insult to say to someone: "You look younger than you are." I remember an incident ... I once lived with a family who were very interested in a palm reader. They loved me and I would visit them at least three times a year and then stay with them for three to four days. Once, without asking me, they summoned this palm reader. He should look at my hands and say something about me. When I found out about it, everything was already prepared and the palm reader was sitting in my room. So I agreed: "Well, I can enjoy that too."

I showed him my hand. He looked at her thoughtfully and said: "You must be at least eighty years old." That was too much for one of the daughters: "What nonsense! What is this palm reading?"

I was no more than thirty-five then - even a blind man would have seen the difference between thirty-five and eighty. She got really angry and said to me: "This man is finished for me. What can he know?" I said, "You don't understand. Your western upbringing has made you too western. You don't understand what he's saying."

She replied: "What he meant by that? That was clear, there is nothing to argue about. He just proved how stupid he is. A young man of thirty-five - and he says you are eighty years old!" I told her a story about Ralph Waldo Emerson. One man asked Emerson, "How old are you?" Emerson replied, "About three hundred and sixty years." The man couldn't believe his ears ... and he had always thought Emerson was an honest person. What had happened, had he promised himself? Had he become senile? Or is that supposed to be a joke? For clarity, he said, "I didn't understand exactly what you said. How old ...", Emerson interrupted: "You got it right - three hundred and sixty years."

The man replied, "I can't believe that, you don't look more than sixty."

Emerson replied, "In a way, you're right. I'm three hundred and sixty on the vertical but sixty on the horizontal."

He must have been the first person in the West to use these terms 'horizontal' and 'vertical'. Emerson was extremely interested in the East and had insights that brought him closer to the seers of the Upanishads. He said, "I actually lived sixty years, you are right. But in those sixty years I have lived through so much that you would not yourself in three hundred and sixty years. I lived six times more intensely."

On the vertical line, it's not your years that count, but your experience. The whole wealth of existence is found on the vertical; not only immortality, not only the feeling of divinity, but also the first experience of love without hate, the first experience of compassion, the first experience of meditation - up to the tremendous explosion of enlightenment.

It is no accident that the word "enlightenment" has a different meaning in the West than it does in the East. In the West it is said that the dark ages of the Middle Ages were followed by the "age of enlightenment" - the age of enlightenment. There people like Bertrand Russell, Jean-Paul Sartre and Karl Jaspers are called "enlightened geniuses" and have no idea that they are messing up the word and dragging it in the dirt. Neither Bertrand Russell, nor Jean-Paul Sartre, nor Karl Jaspers were enlightened. Enlightenment does not occur on the horizontal plane. Even when he was old, Jean-Paul Sartre still ran after young girls. Bertrand Russell kept changing wives. He lived on the horizontal line for a long time, almost a century. But even in old age he still had as foolish interests as the young people. In the East it is known that the word "enlightenment" has nothing to do with genius or intellect, but with discovering your true, unadulterated nature. It means discovering God in you.

So don't worry about these "rules of old age". They only apply to the horizontal. On the vertical plane, love, not rules. There you will experience that you are becoming more and more spiritual and less and less physical, that you are becoming more meditative and less and less in thought, that you are more and more divine and less and less part of this trivial, material world in which we are so entangled. On the vertical plane, you will feel your desire and your sexuality gradually disappearing; your ambition, your pursuit of power, all aspects of religious, political and national enslavement are disappearing. You are becoming more and more of an individual. And the more your individuality gains in clarity and luminosity, the more all humanity becomes one in your eyes, all differences disappear.

On the vertical plane there is valuable experience, but on the horizontal plane there is only decay. On the horizontal plane, the old person lives in his past. He thinks back to back then - those beautiful days, those Arabian nights when he was still young, and also those glorious days free from responsibility when he was still a child who ran after every butterfly. Basically, he hasn't done anything else in his entire life - well into old age.

    On the vertical line, it is not your years that count, but your experience. The whole wealth of existence is found on the vertical; not only immortality, not only the feeling of divinity, but also the first experience of love without hate, the first experience of compassion, the first experience of meditation - up to the tremendous explosion of enlightenment.

Mulla Nasruddin was walking down the street once. When a beautiful young woman came towards him, he pushed her. The woman was shocked because Mulla was already old, his hair was silver gray. The woman said: "You should be ashamed of yourself. Your hair is white, you could be my grandfather, yes you could have been dead long ago. How ugly of you!" Mulla replied, "That's right, my hair is white, but my heart is still black, jet black." This is what happens to you on the horizontal plane: your hair will turn white, but you will not become wise. On the contrary, the older you get, the more you are blinded by your desires. You know you have nothing more to expect than death and still want to enjoy as much as possible, even if it becomes difficult because you have lost physical energy. That is why sex in the elderly takes place in the head, he thinks about sex all the time. An old man has nothing more to do but think about it. And what else should he think of? He imagines beautiful women. An old person thinks about the past all the time - this is a psychological mechanism. The child thinks about the future because it has no past. It thinks of the days ahead - a whole, long life, seventy years, a long time! It wants to grow up quickly so that it can do everything the big guys do.

The old person has no future, for him the future means death. He doesn't want to talk about the future. The future makes him shudder, it means the grave. He only talks about the past.

    So instead of worrying about the "golden rules of old age", think about which platform your train is running on. There is still time to change trains. And there is always time to change trains; because every moment your path forks in front of you. You can switch, you can switch from the horizontal to the vertical.

So instead of worrying about the "golden rules of old age", think about which platform your train is running on. There is still time to change trains. And there is always time to change trains; because every moment your path forks in front of you. You can switch, you can switch from the horizontal to the vertical. That's the only thing that matters.

From: The Imitation # 27 © Copyright Osho Foundation International

The pole shift between men and women in old age

At a certain age, the polarities shift. It's a very subtle process. Every man has a woman in his unconscious, and every woman has a man in her unconscious. On the conscious level you are a woman and you are using your feminine qualities. But the more you use them, the more they wear out. The unused, unconscious part, however, remains very young and fresh. If the feminine side has been used too much, it becomes weaker and weaker over the years, and there comes a time when it is so weak that the unconscious masculine side becomes stronger than the feminine.

For example, if the feminine was the stronger part of you in the beginning, you are a woman. You were about seventy percent woman and thirty percent man. These thirty percent were suppressed, they were forced into the unconscious by the seventy percent women. The constant need for the feminine makes it weaker, and one day it falls below the thirty percent mark. Then suddenly the wheel turns and the stronger side comes and takes the helm. It becomes very strong and that surprises you because you never knew anything about it. It is the same with men - men become feminine as they get older.

Sometime around forty-nine, with the menopause, the balance in women begins to change. As soon as the monthly period ends, the balance shifts. Sooner or later you will notice how a strange being appears in you. Strange! You are confused, upset. How are you supposed to deal with this stranger? But these strangers have always existed; it was just always stuck in the basement. It just was never part of your household, it never got up.Now he suddenly emerges from the cellar, and not only that, he is sitting in the living room and wants to be in charge! And he's very strong.

The only thing you can do now is accept it and watch it. Don't fight him, don't try to suppress him. You did not come to suppress him.

Just become more and more aware of it and through this awareness a completely new attitude will arise in you. You will understand that you are neither a woman nor a man. Being a woman too was only part of it! Now another role has slipped over it. The rejected page has emerged. Now the defeated side has become the winner. But you're neither of them - that's the only reason why this game is possible at all. If you were really only a woman, the masculine energies would not be able to take possession of you. You were neither man nor woman. At one point the female side was stronger, so she played the main role. Now the other side is trying to take the lead. All old women are becoming more masculine - that's why mothers-in-law are so dangerous! It's a natural thing that you can't do anything about. You just have to be conscious. You have to watch and take your distance and watch the whole game. Then a third being appears, which is neither. And that's you - an observing self, an observing soul. Masculinity and femininity belong to the body, the mind follows shadows and reflections.

Deep inside, in your innermost being, you are neither man nor woman. You have to understand that fact, and once you understand it, you laugh at the whole thing.

With this understanding, all of a sudden the power of masculinity that you feel disappears. It won't make you more feminine, but it won't make you a man either. You will become something completely different. And what you really are. This is exactly what religion calls transcending, going beyond. And the human being is the only living being that can go beyond itself. That is the beauty of man: that he can go beyond man and woman, beyond this and that role, beyond good and evil, beyond morality and immorality. He can go beyond anything and get to a point where he is just pure awareness, just an observer on the mountain.

From: Dance Your Way to God, # 23
Copyright Osho Foundation International

What are the characteristics of a mature personality?

The characteristics of a mature personality are very strange. First of all, such a person no longer has a personality at all, no longer a self. He has a presence, but he is not a personality.

Second, he's more like a child, so simple and innocent. So I said that the characteristics of a mature personality are very strange, because when you use the word maturity you imagine someone who is experienced and old; he may be old, but spiritually he is an innocent child. His maturity does not consist of the experiences he has gained in life - otherwise he would not be like a child, otherwise he would not be present. Otherwise he would have experienced a lot and would have been rich in knowledge - but not mature. Maturity has nothing to do with life experiences. It has something to do with your journey inwards, with the fact that you have experienced your inner being.

The deeper a person goes inward, the more mature they become. Once he gets to his innermost center, his maturity is perfect. But at the same moment his personality disappears and there is only presence. The self disappears and there is stillness. Knowledge disappears and an innocence remains. For me, maturity is another word for realization: Your potential has been fulfilled, has been actualized. The seed has come a long journey and is now in full bloom. Maturity has a scent. It gives people a tremendous beauty and latelligence, the sharpest intelligence there is. She turns him into love. His action is love, his inaction is love. His life is love, his death is love. He is a flower of love.

The West has a very childish idea of ​​maturity. The West understands by this that you are no longer innocent, that you have got to know life from all sides and that you cannot be duped so easily, that you cannot be exploited, that you have become something of a solid rock inside - to your protection. That's a very common, very worldly definition. Certainly there are these kinds of mature people in the world. But I understand maturity as something completely different, the exact opposite. Your maturity will not make you a rock; it will make you very vulnerable, very gently, very simply.

Then a story occurs to me: A thief sneaked into a mystic's hut one night. It was full moon at the moment and he actually got into this hut by mistake. otherwise ... what is there to steal from a mystic? The thief looked around and was surprised at how empty everything was. Suddenly he saw a man coming up with a candle in his hand. The man said, "What are you doing here in the dark? Why didn't you wake me? I slept near the door and could have shown you the whole house." And he looked so simple and innocent, as if he couldn't even imagine having a thief in front of him. At the sight of such simplicity and innocence, the thief said, "Don't you know that I am a thief?"

    Man is the only living being that can go beyond itself. That is the beauty of man: that he can go beyond man and woman, beyond this and that role, beyond good and evil, beyond morality and immorality. He can go beyond anything and get to a point where he is only pure awareness, only an observer on the mountain.

The mystic said: "That doesn't matter, everyone has to be something. The thing is ... I've lived in this house for thirty years and I've never found anything. We can look together! Uud if we have something find, we can share it. I haven't found anything in this house, it's empty. " The thief got scared - the man seemed a bit strange, either he's crazy or ... who knows what kind of man that is? He wanted to run away, and he'd left a few things outside that he'd stolen from other houses.

The mystic had only one blanket - that was all he had - and the night was cold. So he said to the thief: "Don't go away like this, don't offend me. I couldn't forgive myself that a poor man who came to my house in the middle of the night had to go away empty-handed. Here, take this Blanket. It will be of use to you because it's cold outside. I'm in the house, it's warmer here. "

And he put the blanket on the thief. Now the thief was beginning to go completely mad! He called: "What are you doing? I'm a thief!"

The mystic replied: "It doesn't matter. In this world everyone has to be something, do something. You may steal, but what does that matter? - a job is a job. The main thing is that you do your job well, you have my blessing good job and don't get caught or you will fare badly. "

The thief said: "You are strange. You are naked and have nothing ..."

The mystic said: "Don't worry, I'll come with you! Only the ceiling kept me in the house, otherwise there is nothing here - and you have the ceiling now. I'll come with you, we will live together! And you seem to have a lot of things, that will be a good partnership. I gave you all my belongings, you can give me some of your things - that would be fair. " The thief couldn't believe it. He just wanted to run away from this house and this man. He said, "No, I can't take you with me. I have a wife and children. And what will the neighbors say if I bring a naked man with me?" The mystic said, "You're right. I don't want to embarrass you. Go ahead, I'll stay here in this house." When the thief left, the mystic called after him: "Hey, come back!" The thief had never heard such a powerful voice, it cut through him like a knife. He had to go back. The mystic said, "You should learn some politeness. I gave you the blanket and you didn't even thank me. Thank you first - that will help you later."

    The deeper a person goes inward, the more mature they become. Once he gets to his innermost center, his maturity is perfect. But at the same moment his personality disappears and there is only presence. The self disappears and there is stillness. Knowledge disappears and an innocence remains. For me, maturity is another word for realization: Your potential has been fulfilled ...

Second, if you go away, close the door! Can't you see that it's cold and that I'm naked? I don't mind you're a thief, but when it comes to politeness, I'm accurate. I cannot allow this behavior. Say thank you! "And the thief had to say thank you, then he closed the door and ran away. It was unbelievable what had happened! All night long he could not sleep. He kept thinking about it. He had never had such a strong one Heard a voice, such a power. And yet the man had nothing!

The next day he learned that this man was a great master. He had made a mistake. It was very ugly of him to break into this poor man. He didn't own anything, but he was a great master.

The thief said, "Now I understand. He's a very strange man. I've seen many people in my life, from the poorest to the richest, but never ... just thinking about it makes me think Shivers down my spine. When he called me back, I could have run away. I was completely free, I could have taken my things and run away, but I couldn't do it. There was something in his voice that pulled me back to him ".

A few months later the thief was arrested and the judge asked him, "Is there anyone in your neighborhood who knows you?" He replied, "Yes, someone knows me" - and he gave the master's name.

< p="">The judge said, "That is enough - call the master. His voice weighs as much as that of ten thousand others. What he says about you is enough for me to pass judgment." The judge asked the master. "Do you know this man?" He said: "Do I know him? We're partners! He's my friend, once he even came to see me in the middle of the night. And because it was so cold, I gave him my blanket. He's wearing it, you see? This blanket is known all over the country, everyone knows that it is mine. "

The judge said, "He's your friend? And he doesn't steal?" The master said: "Never! He can't steal at all. He's such a gentleman that he thanked him when I gave him the blanket. And when he left he carefully closed the door behind him. He's a very polite, nice fellow. "

The judge said, "If you say that, the testimony of the other witnesses who claim he is a thief is invalid. He is free." The mystic went out, but the thief followed him. The mystic said to him: "What's that supposed to mean? Why are you following me?"

He replied, "I can never leave you now. You called me your friend, your partner. Nobody has ever shown me such respect. You are the first person to say I was a gentleman, a nice person. Me will sit at your feet and learn to become like you. Where did you get this maturity, this power, this strength and this way of seeing things so completely differently? "

The mystic said, "Do you know how bad I felt that night? When you left it was so cold without the blanket that I couldn't sleep. So I just sat by the window and watched the full moon, and..." then a verse came to me: 'Had I been rich enough, I would have given the poorest this perfect moon.' Thieves should learn a few things. They should let them know at least a day or two in advance when they come to see a man like me, so I can make sure they don't go empty-handed. And it's good that you reminded you of me in court because these people are dangerous, they might have treated you badly. I already offered you a partnership that night, but you didn't want to. Now you want to come with me! you are welcome to come. Whatever I have, I'll share with you. But it's not material values, it's something invisible. " The thief said: "I can feel it - it is something invisible. You saved my life, and from now on my life is in your hands. Make what you want with it, I have only wasted it. If I have you When I look into your eyes, one thing is clear to me: You can transform me. From that night on I fell in love with her. " For me, maturity is a spiritual phenomenon.

From: Beyond Psychology, # 37
Copyright Osho Foundation International

Why are most people so afraid of getting old?

Most people fear getting old because they missed life. It's not because of death ... you can't be afraid of something that you have never known and that you don't know about. You can't be afraid of death because you can't even imagine what death will be like. We usually think that as people get old, they begin to fear death and are afraid of it. But that's not true. The truth is that one who is approaching death realizes that he has missed this life. He didn't live totally, he didn't totally love, he didn't totally do anything at all. He's always been lukewarm, half-hearted, and he's always waited for tomorrow - then he'll do something generous! But morning never came. And now there is no more tomorrow, only death.

My people will not be afraid of death because they live life as totally as possible. They burn their torches of life from both sides at the same time. And before death comes, they will have tasted all the flavors of life, all the depths of life plumbed, they will have discovered the highest in life - eternal life. Then who cares about death? Once you have recognized your innermost being, there is no more death for you. Death is a lie. There are some big lies in this world. God is one of those lies. No one has ever seen God, but you need someone to protect you. You have a father fixation, so you need a Father in Heaven, and you need a Father to represent him on this earth. That father is the Pope, and then there are the smaller fathers: the archbishops, the bishops and the priests.

Two little boys, one Jewish, the other Catholic, are playing when a Catholic bishop comes by. The Catholic boy says, "Good morning, father."

The Jewish boy stands quietly next to it. As the bishop passed by, he said, "There's one thing I don't understand ... I know for sure that this man is not married. Why is he a father?" Nobody bumps into it. Everyone calls him father, but he's not a father at all. But what the boy may not know is that one even calls God "father" - and he has a son, but no wife!

They are big lies. Death is one of those big lies too, but some things are different about death. Everyone has seen death - at least everyone thinks so. But you have never seen death, you have only seen that a certain person first breathed and then stopped breathing. You haven't seen anything more. First he talked, and now he doesn't talk anymore ... But that only proves that in death you don't need to breathe and that the dead don't like to talk.

How can one conclude from this that one has seen death? At most one can conclude from this that the person who has stopped breathing may have learned what death is. I say "possibly" because most people die of fear because they are unconscious.

Very few people, those who have had an experience of meditation, an experience of awareness, have experienced the distance between themselves on the one hand and their body and mind on the other - only such people can remain conscious when death comes. Inside they are laughing, but you cannot hear it because the body is no longer functioning. They can no longer say to you: "It's really just a big joke! There is no such thing as death! What was really alive remains alive1 '

    Your potential has been fulfilled, has been updated. The seed has come a long journey and is now in full bloom. Maturity has a scent. It gives people a tremendous beauty and intelligence, the sharpest intelligence there is. She turns him into love. His action is love, his inaction is love. His life is love, his death is love. He is a flower of love.

The body was only alive because something was present in it, and this presence is now leaving it. This presence will, if it passes over to death with a wish, choose a new birth, but if it dies without a wish, it will become itself in the universal Dissolve consciousness and become one with existence.

It is not the fear of death - that fear only arises because you are not alive.

From Women's Book # 11
Wilhelm Heyne Verlag 1997
Copyright Osho Foundation International

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