The world of politics is basically of the instinctive level. It belongs to the law of the jungle: might is right. And the people who get interested in politics are the most mediocre. Politics needs no other qualifications except one—that is, a deep feeling of inferiority.

Politics can be reduced almost into a mathematical maxim: Politics means will to power.

Man has been trying throughout history a political strategy over women—that she is lower than him. And he has convinced the woman herself.
And the reasons given are that she has less muscular strength; her height is less. That she has not produced any philosophy, any theology; she has not founded any religion. That there have not been significant women artists, musicians, painters—that shows that she has not enough intelligence, she is not an intellectual. She is not concerned with higher problems of life; her concern is limited: she is only a housewife.

Just for one day, for twenty-four hours, change your work. Let her contemplate, create poetry or music, and for twenty-four hours you take care of the children, of the kitchen, of the house. And then you will know who is superior!
They will not leave you for a single moment; they want attention continuously—perhaps that is a natural need. Attention is food.
in twenty-four hours you will not think even for a single split second about theology, philosophy, religion.

If you understand the struggle, the fight for being superior, you drop out of the fight—you simply say, “I am myself, neither superior nor inferior.” If you just stand by the side and watch the whole show, you have entered into the second world—the world of intelligence and consciousness.
It is only a question of understanding the whole rotten situation in which everybody is caught. You have just to give a little patient observation to the whole situation: “What is happening? And even if I reach to the highest rung of the ladder, what is the point?” You are just hung up in the sky looking like a fool. There is nowhere else to go.
So anybody who becomes a president of a country or a prime minister of a country—his only prayer is that he should die at his post. Because lower you cannot go—that is insulting, humiliating; and there is no way to go higher. You are stuck; only death can release you from the dilemma.

Man is continuously trying in every possible way to be somebody higher, special, superior—but this is all politics. And according to me, only the mediocre people are interested. The intelligent people have something more important to do. Intelligence cannot waste itself in struggling with third-class, ugly politics, dirty politics. Only the third-class people become presidents, prime ministers. An intelligent person is not going to be distracted by such a desert, which leads nowhere, not even to an oasis.

What is history?
If you go and help somebody, no newspaper is going to publish the story; you go and kill somebody, and all the newspapers are full of it.

All intelligent people were simply not interested in politics or power. Their whole interest was to decide what is true, what is the meaning of life. Why are we here?

Ego is the loophole. Ego is a kind of sleep in which you can be defeated. Just for a moment a thought can come in, and that’s the end of you. The arts of judo, jujitsu, aikido—they are all similar, with only little differences, subtleties, but the basic foundation is one. And the basic foundation is that when you are fighting, you should not be there but utterly absent; then no sword can cut you.

Chanchal Singh said, “The sound can be learned easily; the thing behind it is that you should not be there. That is the most difficult thing. I have been in Japan for all these years: everything is simple, only that is the trouble—that you should not be there. And at a time when somebody is going to make two parts of your skull, at such a time you are absolutely needed there! But even at such a time you are not to be there—only the sound, with no ego behind it. Suddenly the man will forget what he is doing; he will be completely at a loss. Even his memory for a moment has slipped. He is not aware of what is happening, of what he is doing, of what he was doing. It will take a little time for him to recover. Just your ego has to be absent. That absence creates a certain change in the mind of the person, a certain kind of break, a sudden break.”

This is not the ordinary, instinctive level. You have moved to a higher level—even higher than the second. You have moved to the third level, the intuitive. Just as it can happen with swords or boxing or Eastern-style wrestling, the same can happen with intelligence on the third plane.

Adolf Hitler says in his autobiography, “Means don’t matter; what matters is the end. If you succeed, whatever you have done is right; if you fail, whatever you have done is wrong. You lie, but if you succeed, it will become truth. Do anything, just keep in mind that success must be at the end. Then success, retroactively, makes everything right. And defeat … you may go on doing everything right, but defeat will prove everything wrong.”

Buddha never went to anybody to conquer them, Mahavira never went to anybody to conquer them, Lao Tzu never went to anybody to conquer them. People came; whoever was thirsty came to them.


Drop the mind that thinks in prose;
revive another kind of mind that thinks in poetry
Put aside all your expertise in syllogism;
let songs be your way of life.
Move from intellect to intuition,
from the head to the heart,
because the heart is closer to the mysteries.


The personality is like an onion—there are many layers of conditioning and corruption, and hidden behind those many layers is man’s simple being. It is behind so many filters that you cannot see it—and hidden behind these many filters, you cannot see the world either, because whatsoever reaches you is corrupted by the filters before it reaches you.

Friedrich Nietzsche is reported to have said, “Please don’t take the lies away from humanity, otherwise man will not be able to live. Man lives through lies. Don’t take the fictions away, don’t destroy the myths. Don’t tell the truth because man cannot live by truth.”

Man is exactly like an onion. And the art consists of how to peel the onion and come to its innermost core.


The first layer is made of corrupted physical senses. Never for a single moment think that your physical senses are as they should be—they are not. They have been trained. You see things if your society allows you to see them, you hear things if your society allows you to hear them. You touch things if your society allows you to touch them.

You are moving on the road and a woman starts releasing her scent and gives you a signal of acceptance. She is somebody else’s wife; her husband is with her—the signal is there that you are acceptable. What will you do? It will be awkward, embarrassing! Your wife is walking with you and there is no scent from her body, and suddenly a man passes by and she gives the signal—and those are unconscious signals; you cannot suddenly control them. Then you will become aware that she is interested in the other man, that she is welcoming the other man. That will create trouble! So down the centuries, man has destroyed his sense of smell completely.

Even in language you can see the difference. To see means one thing; to hear, one thing; but to “smell” means just the opposite.

We listen to the words, we don’t see the face—because many times the words and the face are contradictory. A man is saying one thing and he is showing another. Gradually we have completely lost the ability to see the face, the eyes, the gestures. We only listen to the words. Just watch this, and you will be surprised how people go on saying one thing and showing another. And nobody detects it because you have been trained not to look directly into the face. Or, even if you look, the look is not that of awareness, not that of attention. It is empty; it is almost as if you are not looking.

Your ears don’t function perfectly because there is no need.
Have you seen a hare or a deer? How attentive they are, how sensitive. Just a small sound—a dead leaf stirred by the wind—and the deer is alert. You would not have noticed it at all. And great music surrounds life, subtle music surrounds life, but we are absolutely unaware of it. There is great rhythm—but to feel it you will need more alert ears, more alert eyes, a more alert touch.

So the first layer is of corrupted physical senses. We see only what we want to see. Our whole body mechanism is poisoned. Our body has been made rigid. We live in a kind of frozenness; we are cold, closed, unavailable. We are so afraid of life that we have killed all kinds of possibilities through which life can make contact with us.
People don’t touch each other, they don’t hold hands, they don’t hug each other. And when you hold somebody’s hand, you feel embarrassed, he feels embarrassed. Even if you hug somebody, it feels as if something wrong is happening, and you are in a hurry to get away from the other’s body. Because the other’s body can open you—the warmth of the other’s body can open you. Even children are not allowed to hug their parents; there is great fear. And all fear is basically, deep down, rooted in the fear of sex. There is a taboo against sex. A mother cannot hug her son because the son may get sexually aroused—that is the fear. A father cannot hug his daughter, he is afraid he may get physically aroused—warmth has its own ways of working. Nothing is wrong in being physically aroused or sexually aroused; it is simply a sign that one is alive, that one is immensely alive. But the fear, the sex taboo, says, “Keep away, keep a distance.”
All our senses are corrupted. We have not been allowed to be natural—hence man has lost dignity, innocence, grace, elegance. This is the first layer.

Because of this layer, everything that enters you has to pass this filter first. And this filter destroys, interprets, manipulates, gives new colors of its own, projects, invents—and the reality becomes garbed. When this layer disappears … That is the whole effort of yoga: to make your body alive, sensitive, young again, to give your senses their maximum functioning. Then one functions with no taboos around; then lucidity, grace, beauty, flow. Warmth arises again, openness, and growth happens. One is constantly new, young, and one is always on an adventure. The body becomes orgasmic. Joy surrounds you.

Through joy the first corruption disappears. Hence my insistence to be joyous, to be celebrating, to enjoy life, to accept the body—not only to accept it but to feel grateful that existence has given you such a beautiful body. Such a sensitive body, with so many doors to relate to reality: eyes and ears and nose and touch—open all these windows and let life’s breeze flow in, let life’s sun shine in. Learn to be more sensitive. Use every opportunity to be sensitive so that the first filter is dropped.

When you are sitting on the grass, close your eyes, become the grass—be grassy. Feel that you are grass, feel the greenness of the grass, feel the wetness of the grass. Feel the subtle smell that goes on being released by the grass. Feel the dewdrops on the grass, feel that they are on you. Feel the sun rays playing on the grass. For a moment be lost into it and you will have a new sense of your body. And do it in all kinds of situations: in a river, in a swimming pool, lying on the beach in the sun rays, looking at the moon in the night, lying down with closed eyes on the sand and feeling the sand. Millions of opportunities are there to make your body alive again. And only you can do it. Society has done its work of corruption, you will have to undo it.
And once you start hearing, seeing, touching, smelling, then you smell the reality.


if you are a communist and I am a fascist, communication stops. All belief systems are destructive to communication. And the whole of life is nothing but communicating—communicating with trees, communicating with rivers, communicating with sun and moon, communicating with people and animals. It is communication; life is communication.

Dialogue disappears when you are burdened with belief systems. How can you really be in a dialogue? You are already too full of your ideas and you think they are absolutely true. When you are listening to the other, you are just being polite; otherwise you don’t listen. You know what is right, you are simply waiting until this man finishes and then you jump upon him.

Beliefs destroy friendship, beliefs destroy humanity, beliefs destroy communion.

You can’t afford these kinds of nonsense; you have to be sensible enough to be without beliefs. Caged in your own system, you are unavailable and the other is unavailable to you.
People are moving like windowless houses. Yes, you come close, sometimes you clash with each other—but you never meet. Yes, sometimes you touch, but you never meet. You talk, but you never communicate. Everybody is imprisoned in his own conditionings; everybody is carrying his own prison around him. This has to be dropped.

tears are not manly, so men don’t cry. Now what kind of foolishness is this? Crying and weeping sometimes has such a therapeutic effect—it is needed, it is a must, it unburdens. Man goes on burdening himself because he cannot cry and cannot weep, it is “unmanly.”

Man is corrupted in one way, he cannot cry, and the woman is corrupted in another way, she starts crying and uses crying as a strategy to dominate. Crying becomes political, and when your tears are political, they lose beauty; they are ugly.

These belief systems have to be dropped. Then understanding arises; then readiness to explore, then innocence, arises. Then you are surrounded by a sense of mystery, awe, wonder. Then life is no longer a known thing, it is an adventure. It is so mysterious that you can go on exploring; there is no end to it. And you never create any belief, you remain in a state of not-knowing. On that not-knowing state Sufis insist very much, and so do Zen masters.

Remain always childlike—then communication becomes possible, then dialogue becomes possible. When two people who are in a state of not-knowing talk, there is meeting—they commune. There is nothing to hinder.


The third filter, the third layer, is pseudoreasoning, rationalization, explanations, excuses.

Now this is perfectly rational: “Why are you hollerin’ about it? You can’t swim, neither can I, so keep quiet.” But you are sitting on the bank and he is in the river; the situation is different, the context is different.
When Buddha says something, you can repeat the same thing, but the context is different. When Mohammed says something, you can repeat exactly the same thing. But it will not mean the same thing, because the context is different. And the context matters, not what you say. It is not what you say but who you are that matters.

It all depends on the context—who you are, where you are. It depends from what point of view, from what experience you speak. I use the same words that you use, but they don’t mean the same—they can’t mean the same. When I utter them, I utter them; when you utter them, you utter them. The words are the same, but because they come from different spaces, they carry a different meaning, a different connotation, different flavors, a different music.

The pseudoreasoning is just apparent reasoning, it is not knowing. It is more for the sake of finding excuses; it is more for the sake of argumentation. In this kind of deception the male mind is expert. This is the male mind’s expertise. Men have learned the art deeply. This filter is very, very strong in the male mind.

Real reasoning arises only when pseudoreasoning has been dropped.
What is real reason? Karl Jaspers has defined it perfectly. He says: Reason is openness, reason is clarity, reason is the will to unity. Reason uses logic and its methods and categories of understanding just to transcend them. Reason is the ultimate flowering of wisdom.


The fourth layer is emotionality, sentimentalism.
The female mind is expert at this.
It is action. Whenever you really feel something in your heart, it immediately transforms you; it becomes action. That is the criterion—your feeling becomes action. If your feeling just remains a feeling and never becomes an action, then know well that it is pseudo.

One can never go against one’s heart. If you are still going against your heart, then you must have a pseudoheart.


The fifth layer is corrupted, poisoned instincts—repression.

For example, if your sex center functions as a sex center, it is perfectly good. But people have been repressing it so much that in many people the sex center does not exist in their genitals, it has moved into the head. This is what overlapping is. Now they make love through their head—hence the great importance of pornography, visualization. Even while making love to your woman, you may be thinking of some beautiful actress, that you are making love to her. Only then, suddenly you become interested in making love to your woman. In fact, your own woman is nonexistent. It is a kind of masturbation. You are not making love to her, you are making love to somebody else who is not there.

Sex can be transformed when it is confined to its own center; it cannot be transformed from the head.

Gurdjieff was a Sufi. His whole teaching comes from Sufi masters. He introduced methods into the Western world for delineating each center and allowing each center to function in its own field.

“I think I love you.”
these people don’t know how to function from the heart directly;

When you speak from the heart, no language is needed. When you speak from the head, only language can say something; there is no other way to say it.

Watch and observe. Let the head function as reason, let the heart function as feeling, let the sex center function as sex. Let everything function in its own way. Don’t allow the different mechanisms to mix into each other, otherwise you will have corrupted instincts.
When instinct is natural, untabooed, spontaneous, without any inhibition, there is a clarity in your body, a harmony in your body. There is a humming sound in your organism.


We don’t know that anything like intuition exists—because intuition is the sixth layer. Those five layers are so thick that one never comes to feel the sixth.

If a mathematician was to do this problem, it might take three hours or two hours or one hour. Even a computer will take at least a few minutes to do it, but these people don’t take a single moment. You say it, and instantly … So in mathematics, intuition is now a recognized fact.

When reason fails, only intuition can work. And all the great scientists have become aware of it, that all their great discoveries are made not by reason but by intuition.

Buddha struggled for six years to attain enlightenment but could not. One day he dropped the whole idea of attaining. He rested under a tree, and by the morning it had happened. When he opened his eyes, he was in samadhi. But first the reason had to be exhausted. Intuition functions only when reason is exhausted.

That night she decided, “Now it is enough. I have wasted three years. It seems to be a futile search. I have to drop it.” That night she dropped it and went to sleep.
In the night she got up in her sleep; she went to her table and wrote the answer. Then she went back and fell into bed.

Intuition has no process; it simply jumps from the problem to the conclusion. It is a shortcut. It is a flash.

When all the five other layers have disappeared and you have dropped fixed ideas—because you have been taught that reason is the only door to any conclusion—when you have dropped this fixation, this reason fixation, intuition starts flowering. Then it is not just like a flash, it is a constantly available source. You can close your eyes and you can go into it and always you can get the right direction from it. If those five layers are broken, then something arises in you that can be called an inner guide. You can always go into your intuition energy, and you will always find the right advice. In the East that is what they have called the inner guru, your inner master. Once your intuition has started functioning, you need not go and ask any outer guru for any advice.
Intuition is to be in tune with oneself, totally in tune with oneself. And out of that tuning, solutions arise from nowhere.


Being is one, the world is many … and between the two is the divided mind, the dual mind. It is just like a big tree, an ancient oak: the trunk is one, then the tree divides into two main branches, the main bifurcation, from which a thousand and one bifurcations of branches grow. The being is just like the trunk of the tree—one, nondual—and the mind is the first bifurcation where the tree divides into two, becomes dual, becomes dialectical: thesis and antithesis, man and woman, yin and yang, day and night, God and devil, Yoga and Zen. All the dualities of the world are basically in the duality of the mind—and below the duality is oneness of being. If you slip below, underneath the duality, you will find one—call it God, call it nirvana, or whatsoever you like.
If you go higher, through the duality, you come to the millionfold world.
This is one of the most basic insights to be understood—that the mind is not one. Hence, whatsoever you see through the mind becomes two. It is just like a white ray entering a prism; it is immediately divided into seven colors and the rainbow is created. Before it entered the prism it was one; through the prism it is divided, and the white color disappears into the seven colors of the rainbow.
The world is a rainbow, the mind is a prism, and the being is the white ray.

These two hemispheres are constantly in conflict—the basic politics of the world is within you, the greatest politics of the world is within you. You may not be aware of it, but once you become aware, the real thing to be done is somewhere between these two minds.

It is suspected that in the beginning the proportion must have been fifty-fifty—left-handed children 50 percent and right-handed children 50 percent—but the right-handed party has ruled so long that by and by the proportion has fallen to 10 percent and 90 percent.

Now a few women are revolting, but the amazing thing is that these are the same type of women. In fact they are just like men—rational, argumentative.

Because to fight, one has to be calculative, and to fight with men you have to be like men, aggressive. That very aggressiveness is shown all over the world in women’s liberation. Women who have become part of that liberation movement are very aggressive, they are losing all grace, all that comes out of intuition. Because if you have to fight with men, you have to learn the same trick; if you have to fight with men, you have to fight with the same techniques.

Fighting with anybody is dangerous because you become like your enemy. That is one of the greatest problems of humanity. Once you fight with somebody, by and by you have to use the same techniques and the same ways. Then the enemy may be defeated, but by the time he is defeated you have become your own enemy.

The conflict is in man. Unless it is resolved there, it cannot be resolved anywhere else. The politics is within you; it is between the two parts of the mind.

What George Gurdjieff used to call the “crystallization of being” is nothing but these two minds becoming one, the meeting of the male and the female within, the meeting of yin and yang, the meeting of left and right, the meeting of logic and illogic, the meeting of Plato and Aristotle.
If you can understand this basic bifurcation in your tree of the mind, then you can understand all the conflict that goes on around and inside you.

“A thousand thanks, kind sir,” whereupon the Berliner snatched furiously at the other’s lapel and shouted, “Never mind the thanks—repeat the instructions!”
The male mind, the Berliner; the female mind, the Viennese. The female mind has grace, the male mind has efficiency.

the moment your efficiency wins over your grace, you have lost something tremendously valuable: you have lost contact with your own being. You may become very efficient, but you will no longer be a real person. You will become a machine, a robotlike thing.

The fight is not outside, the fight is within you.
And this is my understanding: unless you have resolved your inner fight between the right and the left hemispheres, you will never be able to be peacefully in love—never—because the inner fight will be reflected outside. If you are fighting inside and you are identified with the left hemisphere, the hemisphere of reason, and you are continuously trying to overpower the right hemisphere, you will try to do the same with the woman you fall in love with.

Once the relationship settles and you relax, your inner conflict bubbles up and starts being mirrored in your relationship. Then come fights, then come a thousand and one ways of nagging each other, destroying each other.

People come to me and they ask how to go deep in a relationship. I tell them, “First you go deep in meditation.” Unless you are resolved within yourself, you will create more problems than you already have. If you move into relationship, all your problems will be multiplied.

If you are outside of it, it may look like a beautiful oasis in the desert—but as you come close, the oasis starts drying and disappearing. Once you are caught in it, it is an imprisonment—but remember, the imprisonment doesn’t come from the other, it comes from within you.

If the left hemisphere of the brain goes on dominating you, you will live a successful life—so successful that by the time you are forty you will have ulcers; by the time you are forty-five, you will have had at least one or two heart attacks. By the time you are fifty you will be almost dead—but successfully dead! You may become a great scientist, but you will never become a great being. You may accumulate enough wealth, but you will lose all that is of worth. You may conquer the whole world like an Alexander, but your own inner territory will remain unconquered.

The right hemisphere is the orientation of the sannyasin, one who is more interested in his own inner being, his inner peace, his blissfulness, and is less concerned about things. If they come easily, good; if they don’t come, that is also good. He is more concerned with the moment, less concerned with the future; more concerned with the poetry of life, less concerned with the arithmetic of it.

There is a way to follow life through arithmetic, and there is another way to follow life through dreams, through dreams and visions. They are totally different.

nothing is ordinary! If you look from the right hemisphere, everything becomes divine, sacred.

The right hemisphere only makes statements about facts, it cannot give you reasons. If you ask, “Why?” it can only remain silent, there comes no response from it. If you are walking and you see a lotus flower and you say, “Beautiful!” and somebody says, “Why?”—what will you do? You will say, “How am I to know? Am I a philosopher?”

That is the problem when a man like Jesus moves in the world. The rational mind cannot understand. He was not crucified for any other reason. He was crucified by the left hemisphere because he was a right-hemisphere man. He was crucified because of the inner conflict.

A great shift is needed; that shift is the inner transformation.

Yoga is an effort to reach the oneness of being through the left hemisphere.
Zen uses the right hemisphere to go beyond. Both can be used, but to follow Yoga is a very, very long path; it is almost an unnecessary struggle because you are trying to reach from reason to superreason, which is more difficult. Zen is easier because it is an effort to reach the superreason from irreason.
Yoga is like penetrating a wall and Zen is like opening a door.

Zen people talk through stories—they have to talk through stories because they cannot create theories and doctrines, they can only tell stories.
Jesus goes on talking in parables, Buddha goes on talking in parables, Sufi mystics go on talking in parables—it is not coincidental. The story, the parable, the anecdote, is the way of the right hemisphere; logic, argument, proof, syllogism, is the way of the left hemisphere.
This story really tells what Zen is like—without defining, it indicates. A definition is not possible because Zen in its basic quality is indefinable. You can taste it, but you cannot define it; you can live it, but language is not sufficient to say it; you can show it, but you cannot say it. But through a story a little bit can be transferred. And this story really indicates, indicates perfectly, what Zen is like.

“Before you retire, teach me your trade.”

The father agreed, and that night they broke into a house together.
Opening a large chest, the father told his son to go in and pick out the clothing. As soon as the boy was inside, the father locked the chest and then made a lot of noise so that the whole house was aroused. Then he slipped quietly away.

What type of teaching is this? He had been thrown in a dangerous situation. But that is the only way to teach something of the unknown. That is the only way to teach something of the right hemisphere.
The left hemisphere can be taught in schools: learning is possible.
But there cannot be any schools for the right hemisphere: it is intuitive, it is not gradual. It is sudden; it is like a flash, like lightning in the dark night. If it happens, it happens. If it doesn’t happen, it doesn’t happen; nothing can be done about it.

Now there was no logical way to get out of that chest: it was locked from the outside, the father had made a noise, the whole house was awake, people were moving around, searching, and the father had escaped. Now is there any logical way to get out of this chest? Logic simply fails, reason is of no use. What can you think? Mind suddenly stops—and that is what the father is doing, that is what it is all about. He is trying to force the son into a situation where the logical mind stops, because a burglar does not need a logical mind. If he follows a logical mind, he will be caught sooner or later by the police because they also follow the same logic.

If you go through logic, then anybody who follows the logical method can catch you anywhere. A burglar has to be unpredictable; logic is not possible. He has to be illogical—so much so that nobody can predict him. But illogic is possible only if your whole energy moves through the right hemisphere.

How is a logical question. Hence he was terrified because there was no way—how was simply impotent.
Then an idea flashed to him—now, this is a shift. Only in dangerous situations where the left hemisphere cannot function does it, as a last resort, allow the right hemisphere to have its say. When it cannot function, when it feels that now there is nowhere to go, now it is defeated, then it says, why not give a chance to the oppressed, to the imprisoned part of the mind?

Now this is not logical. Making a noise like a cat? Simply an absurd idea. But it worked.

the logical mind needs time to proceed, to think, to argue this way and that, all the alternatives. And there are a thousand and one alternatives. But when you are in such a situation, there is no time to think. If people are pursuing you, how can you think? Thinking is good when you are sitting in an armchair.

But when people are pursuing you and your life is in danger, you have no time to think—one lives in the moment, one simply becomes spontaneous. It is not that the boy decided to throw the stone, it simply happened. It was not a conclusion, he was not thinking about doing it, he simply found himself doing it. He threw a stone in the well and hid himself in the darkness. And the pursuers stopped, thinking the burglar had drowned himself in the well.

Details are useless as far as intuition is concerned because intuition is never a repetition. Details are meaningful as far as logic is concerned; so logical people go into minute details, so that if the same situation happens again, they will be in control and they will know what to do. But in the life of a burglar the same situation never happens again.

you have to act out of nowhere, with no conclusions inside. With no center you have to act—you have to act into the unknown from the unknown.

Zen is exactly like burglary! It is an art, it is not a science. It is feminine, it is not male; it is not aggressive, it is receptive. It is not a well-planned methodology; it is spontaneity.
it has something to do with only one thing, and that is awareness.

What happened in that moment when the boy was inside the chest? In such a danger you cannot be sleepy, in such a danger your consciousness becomes sharp—has to. Life is at stake, you are totally awake.

That’s how one should be totally awake each moment. And when you are totally awake, this shift happens. From the left hemisphere the energy moves to the right hemisphere.
Whenever you are alert, you become intuitive; flashes come to you, flashes from the unknown, out of the blue. You may not follow them—then you will miss much.

Whenever you are in such a corner that your logic fails, don’t be desperate, don’t become hopeless. Those moments may prove the greatest blessings in your life. Those are the moments that the left allows the right to have its way. Then the feminine part, the receptive part, gives you an idea. If you follow it, many doors will be opened. But it is possible you may miss it; you may say, “What nonsense!”

This boy could have missed. The idea was not normal, regular, logical—make a noise like a cat? For what? He could have asked, “Why?”

Ask women if they would like to go to the moon. They will simply be amazed—for what? What is the point? Why take such trouble? The home is perfectly good. She is more interested in the immediate, here, now, and that gives her a harmony, a grace. Man is constantly trying to prove something. And if you want to prove, of course you have to fight and compete and accumulate.

The heart is feminine. You miss much in your life because the head goes on talking; it does not allow the heart. And the only quality in the head is that it is more articulate, cunning, dangerous, violent. Because of its violence it has become the leader inside, and that inside leadership has become an outside leadership for men. Men have dominated women in the outside world also; the grace is dominated by violence.

The male mind is a troublemaking phenomenon—hence it overpowers, it dominates. But deep down, although you may attain power, you miss life—and deep down, the feminine mind continues. Unless you fall back to the feminine and you surrender, unless your resistance and struggle become surrender, you will not know real life and the celebration of it.

Zen is the way of the spontaneous—the effortless effort, the way of intuition. A Zen master, Ikkyu, a great poet, has said, “I can see clouds a thousand miles away, hear ancient music in the pines.”
This is what Zen is all about. You cannot see clouds a thousand miles away with the logical mind. The logical mind is like glass, too dirty, too covered with the dust of ideas, theories, doctrines. But you can see clouds a thousand miles away with the pure glass of intuition, with no thoughts—just pure awareness. The mirror is clean and the clarity supreme.

You can hear the ancient music in the pines—because it is eternal music, it is never lost. You have lost the capacity to hear it. The music is eternal; once you regain your capacity, suddenly it is there again. It has always been there, only you were not there.

Be here now and you also can see clouds a thousand miles away and hear ancient music in the pines.
Change more and more toward the right hemisphere, become more and more feminine, more and more loving, surrendering, trusting, more and more close to the whole. Don’t try to be an island—become part of the continent.


Intellect is a heavy thing, intelligence is more total. Intellect is borrowed, intelligence is your own. Intellect is logical, rational; intelligence is more than logical. It is superlogical, it is intuitive.

someday a ray penetrates you. It is not yours; and yet it is yours because it is nobody else’s. It comes from your innermost center. It looks as if it is coming from the beyond because you don’t know where your center of intuition is.

Every child is born intelligent, then made stupid by the society. We educate him in stupidity, and sooner or later he graduates in stupidity.

Intelligence is a natural phenomenon—just as breathing is, just as seeing is. Intelligence is the inner seeing; it is intuitive. It has nothing to do with intellect, remember. Never confuse intellect with intelligence, they are polar opposites. Intellect is of the head; it is taught by others, it is imposed on you. You have to cultivate it. It is borrowed, it is something foreign, it is not inborn.

intelligence is inborn. It is your very being, your very nature. All animals are intelligent. They are not intellectuals, true, but they are all intelligent. Trees are intelligent, the whole existence is intelligent, and each child is born intelligent. Have you ever come across a child who is stupid? It is impossible! But to come across a grown-up who is intelligent is rare; something goes wrong in between.

We really are trying to make everybody the same as everybody else, hence destroying everybody’s potential for being himself.

Intelligence dies in imitating others. If you want to remain intelligent, you will have to drop imitating. Intelligence commits suicide in copying, in becoming a carbon copy. The moment you start thinking how to be like that other person, you are falling from your intelligence, you are becoming stupid. The moment you compare yourself with somebody else, you are losing your natural potential. Now you will never be happy, and you will never be clean, clear, transparent. You will lose your clarity, you will lose your vision. You will have borrowed eyes; but how can you see through somebody else’s eyes? You need your own eyes, you need your own legs to walk, your own heart to beat.

People are living a borrowed life, hence their life is paralyzed. This paralysis makes them look stupid.

The greatest misery in life is to feel oneself stupid, unworthy, unintelligent—and nobody is born unintelligent; nobody can be born unintelligent because we come from existence. Existence is pure intelligence. We bring some flavor, some fragrance from the beyond, when we come into the world. But immediately the society jumps upon you, starts manipulating, teaching, changing, cutting, adding, and soon you have lost all shape, all form. The society wants you to be obedient, conformist, orthodox. This is how your intelligence is destroyed.

it has become almost your skin, you have lived with it so long. It will be difficult to drop because this is your whole identity—but it has to be dropped if you really want to claim your real being.

If you really want to be intelligent, you have to be a rebel. Only the rebellious person is intelligent. What do I mean by rebellion? —I mean dropping all that has been enforced on you against your will. Search again for who you are, start from ABC again. Think that your time, up to now, has been a wastage because you have been following.

Be unburdened. Put all aside. Regain, reclaim your innocence, your childhood. Jesus is right when he says, “Unless you are born again, you shall not enter into my kingdom of God.”

Drop all the garbage that has been put on you. Be fresh, start from the very beginning, and you will be surprised how much intelligence is immediately released.

Intelligence is the capacity to see, to understand, to live your own life according to your own nature. That is what intelligence is. And what is stupidity? Following others, imitating others, obeying others. Looking through their eyes, trying to imbibe their knowledge as your knowledge—that is stupidity.

That’s why pundits are almost always stupid people. They are parrots, they repeat. They are gramophone records. They can repeat skillfully, but let a new situation arise, something that is not written in their books, and they are at a loss. They don’t have any intelligence. Intelligence is the capacity to respond moment to moment to life as it happens, not according to a program.

Only unintelligent people have a program. They are afraid; they know that they don’t have enough intelligence to encounter life as it is. They have to be ready, they rehearse. They prepare the answer before the question has been raised—and that’s how they prove themselves stupid, because the question is never the same. The question is always new. Each day brings its own problems, its own challenges, and each moment brings its own questions. And if you have ready-made answers in your head, you will not be able even to listen to the question. You will be so full of your answer, you will be incapable of listening. You will not be available. And whatsoever you will do, you will do according to your ready-made answer—which is irrelevant, which has no relationship with the reality as it is.

Intelligence is to relate with reality, unprepared. And the beauty of facing life unprepared is tremendous. Then life has a newness, a youth; then life has a flow and freshness. Then life has so many surprises. And when life has so many surprises, boredom never settles in you.

This rose in front of him is lost in that queue, in that crowd. He cannot see it. He simply repeats; he says, “This rose is beautiful.” Those words are also not his own, not authentic, not sincere, not true. Somebody else’s voice … he is just playing a tape.

Stupidity is repetition, repeating others. It is cheap, cheap because you need not learn. Learning is arduous. One needs guts to learn. Learning means one has to be humble. Learning means one has to be ready to drop the old, one has to be constantly ready to accept the new. Learning means a nonegoistic state.

Only when you live in no-knowledge, a constant state of no-knowledge, do you learn.

Intelligence is the capacity to be reborn again and again. To die to the past is intelligence, and to live in the present is intelligence.

In fact, the intelligence of the head is not intelligence at all; it is knowledgeability. The intelligence of the heart is the intelligence, the only intelligence there is. The head is simply an accumulator. It is always old, it is never new, it is never original. It is good for certain purposes; for filing it is perfectly good. And in life one needs this—many things have to be remembered. The mind, the head, is a biocomputer. You can go on accumulating knowledge in it, and whenever you need, you can take it out. It is good for mathematics, good for calculation, good for the day-to-day life, the marketplace. But if you think this is your whole life, then you will remain stupid. You will never know the beauty of feeling, and you will never know the blessing of the heart. And you will never know the grace that descends only through the heart, the godliness that enters only through the heart. You will never know prayer, you will never know poetry, you will never know love.

The life that is lived from the head is a mechanical life. You become a robot.

Life is of the heart. Life can only grow through the heart. It is in the soil of the heart where love grows, life grows, godliness grows. All that is beautiful, all that is really valuable, all that is meaningful, significant, comes through the heart. The heart is your very center, the head is just your periphery. To live in the head is to live on the circumference without ever becoming aware of the beauties and the treasures of the center. To live on the periphery is stupidity.

the center, the master, is at the very core of your being. The master is the heart and the head is just a servant—this is intelligence. When the head becomes the master and forgets all about the heart, that is stupidity.

Remember, the head as a slave is a beautiful slave, of much utility, but as a master it is dangerous and will poison your whole life. Look around! People’s lives are absolutely poisoned, poisoned by the head. They cannot feel, they are no longer sensitive, nothing thrills them. The sun rises but nothing rises in them; they look at the sunrise empty-eyed. The sky becomes full of the stars—the marvel, the mystery!—but nothing stirs in their hearts, no song arises. Birds sing, man has forgotten to sing. Clouds come in the sky and the peacocks dance, and man does not know how to dance. He has become a cripple. Trees bloom. Man thinks, never feels, and without feeling there is no flowering possible.

observe, have another look at your life. Nobody else is going to help you. You have depended on others so long; that’s why you have become stupid. Now, take care; it is your own responsibility. You owe it to yourself to have a deep, penetrating look at what you are doing with your life. Is there any poetry in your heart? If it is not there, then don’t waste time. Help your heart to weave and spin poetry. Is there any romance in your life? If not, then you are dead, then you are already in your grave.

like adventure. Explore! Millions of beauties and splendors are waiting for you. You go on moving around and around, never entering into the temple of life. The door is the heart.

this shift has to happen: from thinking you have to go to feeling. Feeling is closer, closer to something in you that is called intuition. Thinking is the farthest point from intuition. You have been taught by others—that is tuition. Something that has not been taught to you and blooms in you, that is intuition. Nobody has taught you, no school, no university, no college; nobody has said anything about it to you, it explodes in you—that is intuition. You need not go anywhere, you only need to go inside yourself.

if you can do one thing—move from thinking to feeling—it will be enough. Then from feeling to intuition is easy. But to move from thinking to intuition is difficult. They don’t meet, they are polarities. Feeling is just in the middle. From feeling, thinking and intuition are at the same distance. If you go this way, you reach thinking; if you go that way, you reach intuition.


All that is great in science has come not through intellect but through intuition. All the great discoveries, all the great breakthroughs, have come from the beyond—from Archimedes to Albert Einstein.

Why in the bathtub? You are relaxed. And relaxation is the basis of meditation. You relax—when you relax, all tensions are dropped. Hot water, and the silence of the bathroom, and your aloneness … And now in the West, bathrooms are being made so beautiful they are almost like temples. A few people have even started making a sitting room in the bathroom! It is so beautiful—one can relax, one can meditate.

Scientific discovery always arises out of meditation, not out of mind. And whenever something comes from the mind, it is not science but only technology. Technology is a poor thing; it is not the insight but the implementation of the insight. Technology comes out of the mind because mind itself is a technological device—a biological technology. All machines arise out of the mind, because mind itself is a machine. But no insight ever comes out of the mind, because no computer can ever give an insight. Insights come from the beyond. Mind is just the surface of your being; insights come from the center of your being. Meditation takes you to the center.

don’t get identified with the mind. Don’t just become your mind—you are more, far more than the mind. Mind is only a small mechanism in you; use it, but don’t get identified with it. Just as you drive your car—it is a mechanism, you use it, you don’t become your car. The mind is a machine inside you, but don’t become identified with it, there is no need. That identification creates a wrong space. When you start thinking “I am the mind,” then you are in a wrong space. If you know “I am not the mind, but the master of the mind, I can use the mind,” then mind is a good machine, of tremendous value. It can create great technology.

Yoga is technology, mantra is technology, it is created by the mind. In fact the word mantra comes from the same root as mind—both come from the Sanskrit word man.

But the flash, the insight, Buddha sitting under the bodhi tree … When for the first time he became aware, totally aware, that was not anything arising out of the mind. It was not part of the mind, it was something beyond. It was something that has nothing to do with you, with your ego, with your mind, with your body. It is something pure, virgin, it is part of the eternity. In that moment when Buddha’s mind was completely at rest, the beyond penetrated him. He became a god.

when Buddha started speaking, then it was coming out of the mind, then it was part of the mind. The phenomenon itself had happened in silence, but then he had to use words. Those words belong to the mind.
What I know is beyond mind, what I say to you is through mind. My words are part of the mind, but my knowing is not part of the mind.


You have a guide within you, but you don’t use it.
You only are whenever you stop thinking. The moment you stop thinking, the inner happens. If you don’t think, everything is okay—it is as if some inner guide is working. Your reason has misguided you. And the greatest misguidance has been this: you cannot believe in the inner guide.

Intellect takes time, and while you are pondering, contemplating, thinking, you miss the moment. Life is not waiting for you. One has to live immediately. One has to be really a warrior, as they say in Zen, because when you are fighting in the field with your sword, you cannot think. You have to move without thinking.

When something comes from the inner, it comes from your navel upward. You can feel the flow, the warmth, coming from the navel upward. Whenever your mind thinks, it is just on the surface, in the head, and then it goes down. If your mind decided something, then you have to force it down. If your inner guide decides, then something bubbles up in you. It comes from the deep core of your being toward the mind.

For example, you have lost your path in a forest—try it. Don’t think. Just close your eyes, sit down, be meditative, and don’t think. Because it is futile—how can you think? You don’t know. But thinking has become such a habit that you go on thinking even in moments when nothing can come out of it. Thinking can think only about something that is already known. You are lost in a forest, you don’t have any map, there is nobody you can ask. What are you thinking about? But still you think.

Be unworried. Sit down under a tree and just allow thoughts to drop and subside. Just wait, don’t think. Don’t create the problem, just wait. And when you feel a moment of nonthinking has come, then stand up and start moving. Wheresoever your body moves, allow it to move. You just be a witness. Don’t interfere. The lost path can easily be found. But the only condition is, don’t allow the mind to interfere.

The head has to be completely exhausted; otherwise it goes on functioning, even in a dream.

If I have found my inner guide, I can look into you and feel your inner guide. And if I am really a guide to you, all my guidance will be to lead you to your inner guide. Once you are in contact with the inner guide, I am no longer needed.

So all that a guru can do is to push you down from your head to your navel, from your reasoning to your intuitive force, from your argumentative mind to your trusting guide.

For example, the mother fish dies immediately after she lays the egg. Then the father helps the egg to be fertilized, and then he dies. The egg remains alone without a mother and without a father. It matures. Then a new fish is born. This fish doesn’t know anything about father, mother, parents; she doesn’t know from where they came. But although this particular fish lives in a particular part of the sea, she will move to the part from where the father and the mother came to lay her eggs. She will move to the source. This has been happening again and again, and when she wants to lay an egg, she will come to this bank, lay the egg, and die. So there is no communication between parents and their children, but the children somehow know where they have to go, where they have to move—and they never miss. And you cannot misguide them. It has been tried, but you cannot misguide them. They will reach to the source. Some inner guide is working.

her heartbeat increased as soon as the child was killed. And the scientific instrument said that she was feeling severe pain. Then after a while everything became normal. Then another child was killed—again the change. And the same with the third child. It happened every time, exactly at the same time, without any time gap. What was happening?
The scientists say the mother has an inner guide, an inner feeling center, and it is joined to her children, wherever they are.

Wisdom comes from the innermost depth of your being, it is not of the head.

Cut your head off, be headless—and follow the being wherever it leads. Even if it leads into danger, go into danger, because that will be the path for you and your growth. Follow it, trust it, and move with it.


Does a person living through intuition always succeed? No, but he is always happy, whether he succeeds or not. And a person not living intuitively is always unhappy, whether he succeeds or not. Success is not the criterion, because success depends on many things. Happiness is the criterion because happiness depends only on you.

Crucifixion cannot be said to be a success. But he was happy. He was totally blissful—even when being crucified. And those who were crucifying him would remain alive for many years, but they would remain in misery

Those who crucified him, they lived, but their life was nothing but a long, slow crucifixion—misery and misery and misery.

For the world, ego gratification is the success; for me it is not. For me, to be blissful is success.

Be clear in the mind—don’t be success-oriented. Success is the greatest failure in the world. So don’t try to succeed, otherwise you will be a failure. Think of being blissful. Every moment think of being more and more blissful.

Buddha was a failure in the eyes of his friends, family, wife, father, teachers, society—he was a failure. He had become just a beggar. What type of success is this? He could have been a great emperor; he had the qualities, he had the personality, he had the mind. He could have been a great emperor, but he became a beggar. He was a failure—obviously. But I say to you he was not a failure. If he had become an emperor, then he would have been a failure because he would have missed his real life. What he attained under the bodhi tree was the real, and what he lost was unreal.

With the real you will succeed in the inner life; with the unreal … I don’t know. If you want to succeed in the unreal, then follow the path of those who are working with cunningness, cleverness, competition, jealousy, violence. Follow their path, the inner guide is not for you.

ultimately you will feel that although you have won the whole world, you have lost yourself. Jesus says, “And what does a man get if he loses his soul and gains the whole world?” Whom will you call a success—Alexander the Great or Jesus the crucified?


When I look carefully …
And the word carefully means attentively, with awareness, mindfully meditatively, with love, with caring. One can just look without caring at all, and then one will miss the whole point. That word carefully has to be remembered in all its meanings, but the root meaning is “meditatively.” And what does it mean when you see something meditatively? It means without mind, looking without the mind, no clouds of thought in the sky of your consciousness, no memories passing by, no desires … nothing at all, utter emptiness.

“It becomes a lotus of paradise, it is no longer part of the earth; the extraordinary has been found in the ordinary. And this is the way of a buddha. To find the extraordinary in the ordinary, to find all in the now, to find the whole in this.

unclouded consciousness, in a state of no–mind—and one is amazed, one is in awe. A great wonder arises: How is it possible? This nazunia—and if a nazunia is possible, then everything is possible. If a nazunia can be so beautiful, Bash can be a buddha. If a nazunia can contain such poetry, then each stone can become a sermon.

When I look carefully, I see the nazunia blooming by the hedge!
Kana—I am amazed! I am struck dumb; I cannot say anything about its beauty—I can only hint at it.
A haiku simply hints, the haiku only indicates—and in an indirect way.

But that’s how our mind functions; it is destructive. It wants to possess, and possession is possible only through destruction.
Remember, whenever you possess something or somebody, you destroy something or somebody. You possess the woman?—you destroy her, her beauty, her soul. You possess the man?—he is no longer a human being; you have reduced him to an object, into a commodity.
Bash looks “carefully”—just looks, not even gazes concentratedly. Just a look, soft, feminine, as if afraid to hurt the nazunia.

“I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, little flower …
He remains separate. The observer and the observed are nowhere melting, merging, meeting. It is not a love affair. Tennyson attacks the flower, plucks it out root and all, holds it in his hand.

Mind always feels good whenever it can possess, control, hold. A meditative state of consciousness is not interested in possessing, in holding, because all those are the ways of the violent mind.

Little flower, says Tennyson, but if I could understand …
That obsession to understand! Appreciation is not enough, love is not enough; understanding has to be there, knowledge has to be produced. Unless knowledge is arrived at, Tennyson cannot be at ease. The flower has become a question mark. For Tennyson it is a question mark, for Bash it is an exclamation point.
And there is the great difference: the question mark and the exclamation point.

The unknowable is another name for God, another name for the mysterious and the miraculous. Without it there can be no wonder in your heart—and without wonder, a heart is not a heart at all, and without awe you lose something tremendously precious. Then your eyes are full of dust, they lose clarity. Then the bird goes on singing but you are unaffected, unstirred, your heart is not moved—because you know the explanation.

The trees are green, but the greenness does not transform you into a dancer, into a singer. It does not trigger a poetry in your being, because you know the explanation: it is chlorophyll that is making the trees green. So nothing of poetry is left. When the explanation is there, the poetry disappears. And all explanations are utilitarian, they are not ultimate.

God is a vibe. If you are attuned to the soundless sound of existence.

I can actually see Bash standing by the side of the road, not moving, as if his breath has stopped. A nazunia … and so beautiful. All past is gone, all future has disappeared. There are no more questions in his mind, just sheer amazement. Bash has become a child. Again those innocent eyes of a child looking at a nazunia, carefully, lovingly. And in that love, in that care, is a totally different kind of understanding—not intellectual, not analytical. Tennyson intellectualizes the whole phenomenon and destroys its beauty.

Reason is an effort to know the unknown
and intuition is the happening of the unknowable.
To penetrate the unknowable is possible,
but to explain it is not.
The feeling is possible,
the explanation is not.


You can feel direction, you cannot know it. You can know the destination, you cannot feel it. Destination is in the future. Once decided, you start manipulating your life toward it, steering your life toward it.

Future is open possibility. By your fixing a destination your future is no longer a future, because it is no longer open. Now you have chosen one alternative out of many, because when all the alternatives were open, it was future. Now all alternatives have been dropped; only one alternative has been chosen. It is no longer future, it is your past.

by deciding a destination, one loses track of the future. One becomes dead, one starts functioning like a mechanism.

Direction is something alive, in the moment. It knows nothing of the future, it knows nothing of the past, but it throbs, pulsates, here and now. And out of this pulsating moment, the next moment is created. Not by any decision on your part—but just because you live this moment and you live it so totally, and you love this moment so wholly, out of this wholeness the next moment is born. It is going to have a direction. That direction is not given by you, it is not imposed by you; it is spontaneous.

You cannot decide direction, you can only live this moment that is available to you. By living it, direction arises.

Destination is fixed by the mind; direction is earned by living. Destination is logical: one wants to be a doctor, one wants to be an engineer.

Before you leave, please, you yourself condense it into a single sentence, so we will treasure it. And whenever people who have not known you desire, we can give them your essential teaching.”
Dying, Rinzai opened his eyes, gave a great Zen shout, a lion’s roar! They were all shocked! They couldn’t believe that this dying man could have so much energy. They were not expecting it. The man was unpredictable, he had always been so, but even with this unpredictable man they were not in any way expecting that dying, at the last moment, he would give such a lion’s roar. And when they were shocked—and of course their minds stopped, they were surprised, taken aback—Rinzai said, “This is it!” closed his eyes, and died.

Direction is subtle, delicate, fragile.
Destination belongs to the ego; direction belongs to life, to being.

To move in the world of direction one needs tremendous trust, because one is moving in insecurity, one is moving in darkness. But the darkness has a thrill in it: without any map, without any guide, you are moving into the unknown. Each step is a discovery, and it is not only a discovery of the outside world. Simultaneously, something is discovered in you also. A discoverer not only discovers things. As he goes on discovering more and more unknown worlds, he goes on discovering himself also, simultaneously. Each discovery is an inner discovery also. The more you know, the more you know about the knower.

Yes, a map is not needed; great passion, great desire to discover, is needed. Then I leave you alone. Then you go on your own. Move into the vast, into the infinite, and by and by, learn to trust it.