Thinking the noise pollution of an introvert

Thinking the noise pollution of an introvert


The equivalent of external noise is the inner noise of thinking. The equivalent of
external silence is inner stillness.
Whenever there is some silence around you — listen to it. That means just notice it.
Pay attention to it. Listening to silence awakens the dimension of stillness within
yourself, because it is only through stillness that you can be aware of silence.
See that in the moment of noticing the silence around you, you are not thinking.
You are aware, but not thinking.

Excerpts from Stillness speaks by Ekchart tolle

There is a great joy in being silent if you are not haunted by longings , anger , frustrations , love , lust or even hunger ! Some poets call it peace .It is beautiful , there are no words describing it ! Content .Some get it by doing something they truly love , Gardening , Driving , singing , painting , being with the one they love . Each person must find what they love to do . The satisfaction they get out of it is that of a lessening internal pollution .less noise and more silence it will enable them . For me its a myriad of things I love to do , Reading poetry has been one of them . I love to ride too ! Movement ! Colours , some Vibrant , some soothing ..mostly lively ! full of invigourating charm ! Life is herenow , come live and be silent so others get a chance to live too

Real Marriage ,Real Mirage

Belowmentioned question and answer is taken from Osho speeches . Ofcourse its not my opinion , i found this interesting ! and i thought it would benefit those with depth enough to understand without judgements or prejudice or pretence . Although we admire ourselves in our evolution as intelligence creatures , little intelligence is seen in the way we react to what happens to us . We are at most times impulses and our reactions are determined by our deeply embedded convictions and prejudice . For me rarely , very rarely do we see individuals with intelligence even in the little things they do , like walking , eating , drinking or even making love . They do it with such deep ecstasy that they seem to be filled with this deep fragrace which is sanctifying almost .There are many such individuals Jesus , Buddha , Krishna , Osho .I know this can be one of the most controversial topic .But read it forget it .Dont take anything personally ! Life happens ..

In a world where even brainless T V serials are ignored and sometimes appreciated , why cant we leave this little small discussion below ..alone ! Leave it if you dont like .Dont react to it too if you find this objectionable ! just a glimpse of a different thought ..thats all



Is there any such thing as a real marriage?

Sugata,
Never heard of it — real marriage? There are real mirages but no real marriage! If it is real, then there is no need for marriage. THE VERY NEED FOR MARRIAGE ARISES BECAUSE THERE IS FEAR.

If you love a person, you love a person; you can be together with the person. BUT THERE IS CONSTANTLY A FEAR THAT THE OTHER PERSON MAY LEAVE YOU, and the other person is also afraid you may leave him or her. To make the future guaranteed, so that you cannot leave, so that the other cannot leave — easily at least — marriage was invented.

Marriage was invented only because love is missing. And if love is missing, how marriage can be real? There is no need for marriage. IF LOVE IS THERE, MARRIAGE IS AN UNNECESSARY PHENOMENON. In a better world, where people will be more mature, they will be together because they love, and they will keep each other free because — one never knows — love may disappear.

And that does not mean that the love was unreal and that's why it disappeared. That too is a very wrong idea that has prevailed for centuries. WE HAVE BEEN OBSESSED BY WRONG IDEAS, AND THEY ARE CREATING SUCH TROUBLE IN OUR LIVES. And still we can't see their wrongness because they are so old and we have become so conditioned to them. If love disappears then we start thinking then it was not real.

In fact, A REAL ROSE FLOWER IS BOUND TO DISAPPEAR BY THE EVENING; only the plastic rose flower will not disappear. The real rose flower blooms, opens up, dances in the wind, in the rain, in the sun, and by the evening is gone. That does not mean that it was unreal; in fact it was so real, that's why it appeared and disappeared. The plastic flower is so unreal that it does not appear and does not disappear, it remains; it is far more permanent.
MARRIAGE IS LIKE A PLASTIC FLOWER; LOVE IS A REAL ROSE. And people are such cowards that they don't want to live with real roses. They are hankering far more after security, safety, guarantees, permanency that they are not ready to risk the real roses and they purchase plastic flowers. Of course those plastic flowers cannot satisfy you — you will remain miserable.
Just one month before, Sagarpriya wrote to me: "Osho, what has happened? I have been here for two and a half years — has something gone wrong because Bindu and I are still together?" I did not answer her question because I was afraid that if I answered it something will happen immediately. So I kept quiet — and it has happened. Now I can answer because now I will not be thought responsible for it. Now Bindu wants to escape, but Sagarpriya is not going to leave him so easily. Just to escape from Sagarpriya he wants to go for few weeks to America. Now Sagarpriya is following him; she also wants to go with him.

WE DON'T ALLOW EACH OTHER FREEDOM; WE CLING TO THE VERY END. We try every possible way. Even when everything disappears we go on clinging, we go on hoping against all hope. And the more we cling, the more we destroy the possibility of love renewing itself again.

Now if Sagarpriya can allow Bindu to go and be there for few weeks alone… He needs his own space — everybody needs it once in a while because love alone is not enough. Love is beautiful, but meditation is far more important. AND MEDITATION NEEDS A DEEP ALONENESS; NOBODY SHOULD INTERFERE. And only lovers can interfere in meditation because only lovers are so close. The marketplace does not interfere, the people who are not related to you cannot interfere, but the people who are very close, very intimate, can be a real disturbance. And they don't allow you any space. And if you want to be alone, they immediately start feeling that they are being rejected. You simply want your own space — and everybody has a need, a tremendous need to have his own space.

But now Sagarpriya will follow him; if there is any possibility, she will destroy even that. THE BEST THING IS TO LET HIM GO, TO SAY GOODBYE TO HIM in a nice, beautiful, human way, with no grudge, with no complaint, with no quarreling. If you quarrel too much, if you make such a fuss, then people will start compromising, but compromise cannot fulfill you.

Excerpts fr0m :OSHO
Walking in Zen, Sitting in Zen
Ch #15: So Lost And So At Home
am in Buddha Hall

Flowering of human consciousness

THE FLOWERING OF HUMAN CONSCIOUSNESS
EVOCATION
Earth, 114 million years ago, one morning just after sunrise: The first flower
ever to appear on the planet opens up to receive the rays of the sun. Prior to
this momentous event that heralds an evolutionary transformation in the life
of plants, the planet had already been covered in vegetation for millions of
years. The first flower probably did not survive for long, and flowers must
have remained rare and isolated phenomena, since conditions were most
likely not yet favorable for a widespread flowering to occur. One day,
however, a critical threshold was reached, and suddenly there would have
been an explosion of color and scent all over the planet – if a perceiving
consciousness had been there to witness it.
Much later, those delicate and fragrant beings we call flowers would
come to play an essential part in the evolution of consciousness of another
species. Humans would increasingly be drawn to and fascinated by them. As
the consciousness of human beings developed, flowers were most likely the
first thing they came to value that had no utilitarian purpose for them, that is
to say, was not linked in some way to survival. They provided inspiration to
countless artists, poets, and mystics. Jesus tells us to contemplate the flowers
and learn from then how to live. The Buddha is said to have given a “silent
sermon” once during which he held up a flower and gazed at it. After a
while, one of those present, a monk called Mahakasyapa, began to smile. He
is said to have been the only one who had understood the sermon. According
to legend, that smile (that is to say, realization) was handed down by twentyeight
successive masters and much later became the origin of Zen.