Tale 85 : One Hundred Tales For Ten Thousand Buddhas
I stay for five years at my home in Bombay with my father and my old grandmother. I continue my…
Life is here and now!
One Hundred Tales For Ten Thousand Buddhas – this is a essential book. There exists no other quite like it. It is a collection of living moments with the living Buddha. It is not some events remembered and then adorned with reactions. These are tales vitally alive.
These tales are a great gift for all of us – those who have sat with the living Master and those who haven’t. It is a book for all seekers. It is also a book for those who are not actively seeking, but surely have the same longing – the longing for a taste of that love which has no bondage.
Ma Dharm Jyoti lived and travelled with Osho in the very early days when Osho left being a professor at universities, and traveled around India giving talks and gathering thousands around him. These are the tales of those days.
They are written in the present tense because, as Jyoti says, that’s how they come to her. And, as the writing was happening, she was reliving them with many tears. When this happens, there is no room for the mind. These tales come from the very being, from the very heart source.
Jyoti was walking with Osho in the twentieth century, but to me these moments transcend time. It could not have been Lao Tzu, Buddha or Jesus. Though the outer conditions and manifestations would vary, the essence of the Awakened Ones is one. And this is where there is no individuality, only universality. And only the universal transcends time.
The simplicity with which they are written is representative of the simplicity of those moments. Jyoti shows us the ease with which Osho transformed any moment of discomfort. The key seems to be to accept the situation, whatever it is. The love and the caring of the Master is unfathomable to the mind. She points out so delicately how Osho never wanted anyone to feel guilty. What a phenomenon! It boggles the mind which is constantly judging and imposing guilt wherever and whenever possible.
While reading these tales, the moments become alive and I was living them – so powerful, so full of life energy. Jyoti tells us that one day, Osho put His foot on her heart centre. I felt that foot for three days.
The phenomenon of Buddhahood is so incomprehensible to the mind. These simple little vignettes are the closest I have ever seen to conveying the fragrance of emptiness.
Ma Satya Priya
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