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and then I can read both you and your poem.
40. Love.
I received your letter on my return.
I welcome this birth of determination in you.
Such strength of will alone
takes us to truth.
Our deepest powers are aroused by it,
the unorganized energy becomes organized
and then there is music.
What tremendous energy exists in this atom of self!
But it can’t be known without utter intensity of will.
You must have seen rocks
that even the strongest chisel cannot break,
and yet the sprouting shrub or plant
slips cracks and crevices through it so easily!
When the tiniest seed is filled with determination
to push through and reach the sun,
even the hardest rock has to give way.
So a weak seed wins over the mighty rocks!
The tender seed breaks through the hardest of rocks!
Why? Because no matter
how strong and powerful the rock,
it is dead,
and because it is dead it has no will.
The seed is tender,
it is weak,
but alive!
Remember, where there is will there is life
and where there is no will there is no life.
The seed’s will becomes its power,
and with this power
its tiny roots sprout,
enter the rock and spread out,
until one day they break the rock.
Life always wins over death.
The living force within has never been defeated
by the dead obstacles without – and never will be.
41. Love.
Your letter was received with joy.
When the heart thirsts so much
for truth,
for peace,
for religion,
one day you come face to face with the sun
which dispels all life’s darkness.
Thirst!
Pray!
Strive!
Wait!
A journey of a thousand miles is covered
step by small step,
so don’t lose heart.
Vast distances can be covered one step at a time
and an ocean filled drop by drop.
My regards to all.
I shall be coming soon now.
The rest when we meet.
42. Love.
Your letter has arrived.
You ask me about sex.
That energy too belongs to God
and through meditation it too can be transformed.
No energy is bad but there can, of course,
be wrong use of energy.
When sex energy flows upwards
it turns into brahmacharya (godly behavior).
It is good that you are becoming detached from it
but that isn’t enough.
You have to go through it to transform it,
rejection just leaves you arid and dry!
It is true you are not alone in your sex life
but sex is not essentially of the body at all
but a modification of the mind.
If the mind is completely transformed
it affects the other person too,
and one who is related so intimately
is quickly affected.
Until we meet, keep in mind that:
there should be no calculated ill-will towards sex –
cultivated detachment is useless.
Stay aware whilst making love,
be a witness in this situation;
if one can stay
in a state of meditation and right-mindfulness
then the sex energy can be successfully transformed.
We shall talk more about this when we meet.
Brahmacharya is a complete science in itself
and many doors to bliss open on that path.
Still, the very first thing is
a friendly attitude towards all one’s energies.
Enmity towards them does not lead to spiritual revolution
but to self-destruction.
Give my regards to all there.
You are not coming to Pune – I shall miss you.
43. Love.
You have asked me about the sense of humor.
We can talk about it in detail when we meet
but first of all:
the sense of humor should be directed towards oneself –
it is a very great thing to laugh at oneself
and he who can laugh at himself
gradually becomes full of concern
and compassion for others.
In the entire world no event,
no subject, invites laughter
like oneself.
About the truth of dreams as well
we shall have to talk in detail.
Some dreams are definitely true.
As the mind quietens down
glimpses of truth begin to appear in dreams.
Dreams are of four kinds
– those concerned with past lives,
– those concerned with the future,
– those concerned with the present,
– and those concerned with repressed desires.
Contemporary psychology knows something
about the fourth type only.
I am glad to know
that your mind moves towards being at peace.
Mind is what we want it to be,
peace and restlessness are both our own creations.
Man binds himself with his own chains
and so he is always at liberty to become free of the mind.
1967
44. Love.
What gift is greater than love?
And still you ask – What have I given?
Oh, mad one!
When love is given
there is nothing left to give,
not even the giver,
for to give love is to give oneself.
You have given yourself,
now where are you?
Having lost yourself,
now you are bound to find
the one you have been longing to meet.
Now she has been born,
and I am a witness to it,
I have watched it happen.
I can hear the music that you are going to be.
The other day, when your heart was close to me,
I heard it.
Intellect knows of the present
but for the heart the future is also the present.
1968
45. Love.
I received your letter.
The time of my birth will have to be looked up.
I think the day was the eleventh of December,
but even this is not certain.
But tell your astrologer friend not to worry;
the future will simply come,
there’s no point in worrying about it.
Whatever happens – ultimately it is all the same.
Dust returns unto dust
and life disappears like a line drawn on water.
My regards to everyone.
46. Love.
It is a long time since I received your letter,
you must be tired of waiting for a reply.
Still, patient waiting has its own joy.
On the path to God,
timeless waiting is the true sadhana.
Waiting and waiting and waiting.
And then,
just as a bud blooms,
everything happens by itself.
You are coming to Nargol, aren’t you?
My regards to all.
47. Love.
I was glad to receive your letter.
Truth is unknown,
and to know it one has to die to the known.
Once the banks of the known are left behind
one enters the ocean of the unknown.
Be brave and take the jump!
Into emptiness, the great emptiness!
Because that’s where God lives.
Love to all,
or to the only one!
For only the one is.
He alone is.
He is in all.
He is in all and in the emptiness also.
48. Love.
I have your letter and your question.
Wherever I is there is a barrier;
In fact, the I-attitude is the one and only barrier,
so sleeping, waking, sitting, walking –
always be aware of it;
see it,
recognize it
and remember it
wherever and whenever it comes,
for recognition spells its death.
It is not the truth
but just a dream,
and as soon as one becomes aware of dreaming
the dream vanishes.
Dreams cannot be renounced –
how can you give up that which is not?
To be aware of it is enough.