LOVE YOUR BODY AND YOU WILL FEEL A RELAXATION SUCH AS YOU HAVE NEVER FELT BEFORE.
Love is relaxing.
When there is love, there is relaxation.
If you love someone -- if, between you and him or you and her, there is love -- then with love comes the music of relaxation.
Then relaxation is there.
When you are relaxed with someone, that is the only sign of love.
If you cannot be relaxed with someone, you are not in love; the other, the enemy, is always there.
So whether the other is heaven or hell depends on whether there is love flowing in between.
Whenever you are in love, a silence comes.
Language is lost; words become meaningless.
You have much to say and nothing to say at the same time.
The silence will envelop you, and in that silence, love flowers.
You are relaxed. There is no future in love, there is no past; only when love has died is there a past.
You only remember a dead love, a living love is never remembered; it is living, there is no gap to remember it; there is no space to remember it.
Love is in the present; there is no future and no past.
If you love someone, you do not have to pretend. Then you can be what you are.
You can put off your mask and be relaxed.
When you are not in love, you have to wear a mask. You are tense every moment because the other is there; you have to pretend, you have to be on guard. You have to be either aggressive or defensive: it is a fight, a battle -- you cannot be relaxed.
The bliss of love is more or less the bliss of relaxation.
You feel relaxed, you can be what you are, you can be nude in a sense, as you are.
You need not be bothered about yourself, you need not pretend. You can be open, vulnerable, and in that opening, you are relaxed.
This same phenomenon happens if you love your body; you become relaxed, you care about it.
It is not wrong, it is not narcissistic to be in love with your own body.
In fact, it is the first step toward spirituality.”
OSHO
Source book : Meditation: The Art of Ecstasy
Chapter 6 - Moving Deeply into the Known ()
Love is relaxing.
When there is love, there is relaxation.
If you love someone -- if, between you and him or you and her, there is love -- then with love comes the music of relaxation.
Then relaxation is there.
When you are relaxed with someone, that is the only sign of love.
If you cannot be relaxed with someone, you are not in love; the other, the enemy, is always there.
That is why Sartre has said, "The other is hell." Hell is there for Sartre, it is bound to be. When there is no love flowing between the two, the other is hell, but if there is love flowing in between, the other is heaven.
So whether the other is heaven or hell depends on whether there is love flowing in between.
Whenever you are in love, a silence comes.
Language is lost; words become meaningless.
You have much to say and nothing to say at the same time.
The silence will envelop you, and in that silence, love flowers.
You are relaxed. There is no future in love, there is no past; only when love has died is there a past.
You only remember a dead love, a living love is never remembered; it is living, there is no gap to remember it; there is no space to remember it.
Love is in the present; there is no future and no past.
If you love someone, you do not have to pretend. Then you can be what you are.
You can put off your mask and be relaxed.
When you are not in love, you have to wear a mask. You are tense every moment because the other is there; you have to pretend, you have to be on guard. You have to be either aggressive or defensive: it is a fight, a battle -- you cannot be relaxed.
The bliss of love is more or less the bliss of relaxation.
You feel relaxed, you can be what you are, you can be nude in a sense, as you are.
You need not be bothered about yourself, you need not pretend. You can be open, vulnerable, and in that opening, you are relaxed.
This same phenomenon happens if you love your body; you become relaxed, you care about it.
It is not wrong, it is not narcissistic to be in love with your own body.
In fact, it is the first step toward spirituality.”
OSHO
Source book : Meditation: The Art of Ecstasy
Chapter 6 - Moving Deeply into the Known ()
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