When Holi comes, and we sing and dance, breaking all bounds and throwing off our normal codes of conduct.
On that day we throw all our morality, rules and etiquette to the winds; for one day our river flows, breaking all disciplines.
But do you think that a river that flows for one day of the year is going to reach the ocean? And even this one day is only an apology for the real flowing;
it is just a mockery of our real selves!
Look at nature: there is Existence enjoying Holi every day, and celebrating Diwali daily.
In nature the colors flow afresh every day, new flowers open each morning.
Even before the old leaves fall, the new buds are bursting out and the new shoots are springing up.
The festival does not stop even for a moment – it is non-stop, every moment is Diwali.
Such will be the life of a religious person.
He will be festive each moment –
He is grateful that he is.
His every breath is an expression of gratitude and benediction.
He is grateful that he is.
His every breath is an expression of gratitude and benediction.
OshO
Nowhere To Go But In
Nowhere To Go But In
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