Question 1 Maneesha has asked: OUR BELOVED MASTER, WHAT WOULD YOU SAY IS THE ONE, MOST SIGNIFICANT ATTRIBUTE A SANNYASIN OF YOURS NEEDS? My sannyasins don't need, Maneesha, any attribute. My perception of sannyas is to be just yourself. If I say any attribute, I am imposing that attribute on my sannyasins. My sannyas is absolute freedom. With freedom of course a great responsibility comes, but that is not my business. There is a special event happening in the streets of Jerusalem, and there is great excitement throughout the city. Pontius and Mrs. Pilate are standing on the balcony of the palace, waving to the crowds below. They are watching as Jesus and the procession following him slowly make their way through the streets towards Crucifix Hill. Suddenly, Jesus stumbles and he and his cross crash to the ground. The procession grinds to a standstill. Slowly, Jesus gets back on his feet, picks up the cross, and carries on. "Pontius, did you see that?" remarks Mrs. Pilate, out of the corner of her mouth, as she continues waving with a smile plastered on her face. "Yes, dear," replies Pontius, "I'm afraid he did it again." "Well, I really don't care who he is," remarks Mrs. Pilate. "If he drops his cross one more time, he is out of the parade!" In the small hours of the morning, Paddy is crawling along the street on his hands and knees. Suddenly, he notices a large pair of boots in front of him, and looking up, he sees the outline of Police Officer O'Leary. "What is going on here?" asks the cop. "I'm just looking for a ten-dollar bill," mumbles Paddy. "Oh!" says O'Leary, "are you sure you lost it here?" "Well," slobbers Paddy, "I didn't say I had lost one. I'm just looking." Luigi gets home to Italy from his holiday in California. He is very depressed, and his friend Alfonso asks him, "What's the matter? You no like-a California?" "Mama mia!" replies Luigi. "What a nightmare! I go-a to California and stay at the Pope and Pasta Hotel in Palm Springs. In the morning, I go-a to breakfast. I tell-a the waiter, `I want two pissis of toast.' He bring-a me only one piss. "I say, `I want-a two piss.' He say, `Go to the bathroom.' I say, `You no understand. I wanna piss on the plate.' He say, `You no piss on the plate, you son-of-a-bitch!' "Later, I have-a lunch. The waitress brings me a knife and a spoon, but no fock. I tell her, `I wanna fock.' She tell me, `Everyone wanna fock.' I say, `You no understand, I wanna fock on the table.' She say, `You no gonna fock on the table, you son-of-a-bitch!' "So I go-a back to my hotel room, and there are no shits on my bed. I call-a the manager and tell him, `I wanna shit.' He say, `Go to the bathroom.' I say, `You no understand, I wanna shit on my bed.' He say, `You no gonna shit on the bed, you son-of-a-bitch!' "So, I'm-a finished. I go-a to check out, and the man at the desk say, `Happy holidays, and peace on you.' "I say, `Piss on you too, you son-of-a-bitch, I go-a home!'" Now is the time. The air is clean, you have laughed and you are ready. Nivedano... (Drumbeat) (Gibberish) Nivedano... (Drumbeat) Be silent, close your eyes. Feel your body to be completely frozen. No movement. Gather yourself in. Just like an arrow, move deeper and deeper within yourself. Soon you will reach the one-hundred-foot pole from where begins the journey into space. Take a jump without looking back. It is our space, it is our origin. You are blessed. This evening is blessed by your being a buddha, just a pure awareness. This awareness is your very nature; you can forget it but you cannot lose it. It cannot be stolen. It is your very center. To make it clear, Nivedano... (Drumbeat) Relax, but go on entering deeper and deeper into yourself. The body remains far away, miles away, the mind remains miles away. You are just a silent watchfulness, a peace that passeth understanding, a bliss that no word can express. An experience of eternity and immortality which will bring you a great feeling of dance, rejoicings, songs. Even your silence will become a song and your no-movement will become a dance. Those who have known this source have become pure love, compassion, consciousness, purity. This is your ultimate nature. Life is only a school to bring you to this ultimate nature. Those who remain unfortunately unaware of this grandeur of your being, this Everest of your consciousness, are really pitiable. Feel this moment and the silence of it because you have to carry it with you twenty-four hours. On this path there is no specific period for meditation. The whole life has to become meditation. Sitting, standing, walking; waking, sleeping, meditation continues just like a thread in a garland of flowers. It does not show up but it is there, the connecting link of each flower. All your actions, gestures, are just like flowers, but a consciousness should run through all of them. Only then the garland is a garland; otherwise it is just a heap of flowers. Let your life be a garland with a consciousness connecting every action, every movement, every mood, and it will bring a total transformation. You will be a new man. Each meditation will take away something false from you and will bring some new, fresh quality. Slowly slowly a day comes when your whole life becomes the life of a buddha. It is not far away, it is always within your reach. Nivedano... (Drumbeat) Come back. But bring with you the silence, the experience. Sit down for a few minutes like a buddha. This is your nature. As Daio said, REMEMBER, REMEMBER! He was referring to this experience of meditation: REMEMBER, REMEMBER! In twenty-four hours, whatever you are doing it does not matter, your remembrance should remain a continuity. Okay, Maneesha? Yes, Beloved Master. Can we celebrate the gathering of the buddhas? Yes, Beloved Master.
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