On Meaninglessness…

“Beloved Osho, … I can say that I am utterly bored and fed up with this ugly world. There is nothing that makes me feel attracted to do anything other than being with you. Beloved Master: What’s wrong with me?”

“Nothing is wrong with you. Everything is wrong with the world. … You are intelligent. You can see that there is nothing meaningful. Life is a drag, a repetition. There seems to be no adventure in it, no challenge; there seems to be no hope. … You can see that there is nothing but — finally — death. Empty handed you have come, and one day empty handed you will leave, and all that happens in between birth and death is simply tedious. …

“Particularly in this century, the greatest philosophers — Jean-Paul Sartre, Jaspers, Martin Heidegger, Soren Kierkegaard, Marcel…. on one thing they are all in absolute agreement — that life is meaningless. And if this is so, then the question naturally arises, why go on living? If there is no meaning, no significance, then what is the need to be dragged from the cradle to the grave unnecessarily? …

“One thing is missing: they have depended only on reason … they have completely forgotten the heart. They live in the mind and mind is a desert. Nothing grows there — no flowers, not even an oasis.

“The trouble is, all that is beautiful belongs to the heart, all that is meaningful belongs to the heart, all that is significant is a fragrance of the heart.

“Reason is perfectly good as far as objects are concerned; for scientific research it is the best instrument. But the moment the question arises about anything living, reason is impotent. And if you ask reason a question concerning life, love, peace, joy, blissfulness, it simply negates, as if these things don’t exist.

“Asking reason about love, meaning, significance, ecstasy is futile. Reason will simply say these things don’t exist — because reason has never come in contact with any of these things. Reason is not intentionally denying you anything, it is just not its capacity; you are stretching it beyond its capacity.

“It is good that at least in your life one thing is still significant: your love for me. … It is not from the mind that you are related to me; it is that a part of your heart is still alive with me, is still dancing, is still singing.

“And that is the great hope: your heart is not dead, you have not completely denied it. This small window is enough. If I can enter through it, I can bring the whole of paradise behind me — don’t be worried.

“Before death, I will give you the taste of life. And once you are drunk with life, death disappears; you become part of an eternal flow which knows no end. Every moment is a new discovery, every moment a new peak. Every moment you think, what can be more than this? — yet the next moment something more becomes possible. This is an unending process.

“Just let me in. And the way to help me is to meditate. Sit silently…. Life is boring — so there is no harm in sitting with closed eyes, because there is nothing to see. Sit silently, peacefully. You have looked outside and you have found nothing but meaninglessness.

“Now give a chance to your inner world: look inwards.

“And I promise you that the same eyes which have not found anything outside will find inside everything, a constant hallelujah.”

–Osho, “Beyond Enlightenment”

Life Purpose: The Wind

Who is ready for the highest, most true definition of “life purpose”?

Rev. Michael Beckwith refers to it as “The Experience of Divine or Mystic Mind,” and “The Experience of Being One with Spirit.”

In my experience, living in this state, knowing deeply that there is no past and (more important to this discussion) no future, but rather only this moment, one comes to know that any mental construct which attempts to define one’s “life purpose” over time is simply a false coin.

Because the wind shifts.

Because this moment is totally new, and not necessarily connected to the last moment.

Living in the here-now state, “life purpose” arises each moment.  A welling up inside may move me to say hello to the stranger in line at the coffee shop.  When this welling up happens, saying “hi” is living my life purpose in this moment.

I might bolt awake at three in the morning, a poem streaming through.  Writing it down is my life purpose in this moment.

And — and this is the hard part for those folks mentally dissecting their goals, visions, and five-year plans — in the moments when no welling up is happening, it is time to stop and look inside, to see what the obstacles are to feeling and allowing the ever-present presence of Divine Flow.

The work in these moments becomes seeing and bringing loving attention to these obstacles, and waiting for them to dissolve.  So that Inspiration may flow once again.

I find there are times when the Mind desperately wants to DEFINE my life purpose, to KNOW what my soul work is, and so on and so forth.  Alas, I’ve had enough mystical experiences to know that this is simply not how the Universe works.