Osho on Zen Master Yoka Saying "Walking in Zen, Sitting in Zen"
Osho - I love the statement that the "man of Zen walks in Zen and sits in Zen" for the simple reason that meditation cannot be just a part of your life. You cannot make a fragment of your life meditative; it is not possible to be meditative for one hour and then non-meditative for twenty-three hours. It is absolutely impossible. If you are doing that, that means your meditation is false.
Meditation can either be a twenty-four-hour affair or it cannot be at
all. It is like breathing: you cannot breathe for one hour and then put
it aside for twenty-three hours, otherwise you will be dead. You have to
go on breathing. Even while you are asleep you have to go on breathing.
Even in a deep coma you have to go on breathing.
The people who are not aware of meditation are spiritually dead. George Gurdjieff used to say that very few people have souls -- and he is right. One is born not with a soul but only with a seed which can grow into a soul -- which may not grow. It will depend on you. You will have to create the right soil, the right climate for it to grow, to bloom. You will have to provoke the spring into coming to you so that your soul can flower, otherwise you are just a body-mind. The soul is only an empty word. Meditation makes it a reality. Meditation is the climate in which the soul happens.
Zen is another name for meditation. The word zen comes from the Sanskrit
root dhyan -- it has traveled far. Dhyan means a state of absolute
silence, of thoughtless silence, but full of awareness. Even the thought
that "I am aware" is enough to distract you from your meditation. Even
to know that "I am in meditation" is enough to destroy it.
Dhyan is the greatest contribution of the East to the evolution of humanity. Buddha himself never used Sanskrit; he used a language that was used by the masses of those days, he used Pali. In Pali, dhyan becomes jhan. When Buddha's message reached China, jhan became chan. And when it traveled from China to Japan, it became zen. But it originates from dhyan. Dhyan means meditation, but the English word "meditation" does not have that flavor, it has a long association with contemplation. The English word "meditation" means meditation upon something; there is an object of meditation.
And in Zen there is no object at all, only pure subjectivity. You are aware, but not aware of something. There is nothing to be aware of; everything has disappeared. You are not even aware of nothingness, because then nothingness becomes your object, then nothingness becomes your thought. You are not aware of emptiness either. You are simply aware; there is no object to your awareness. The mirror is empty, reflecting nothing, because there is nothing to reflect.
You have to remember it, otherwise "meditation" can give you a wrong
impression. Whenever the word "meditation" is used, immediately the
question arises, "On what?" That question is irrelevant. If you are
asking, "On what?" then you are asking what to think about, contemplate
about, concentrate on -- and that is not meditation.
Contemplation is a little vague, more abstract. In concentration, the object is more visible; in contemplation, the object is abstract. You concentrate on a flame of light; you contemplate on love. And in Christianity, contemplation and meditation have become synonymous.
Meditation should be given a new meaning, a new fragrance -- the fragrance of Zen. Concentration is of the mind, meditation is not of the mind at all, and contemplation is just in between, in a limbo. It is something of the mind and something of the no-mind, a mixture; a state where mind and no-mind meet, the boundary.
One has to reach to the absolute state of awareness: that is Zen. You
cannot do it every morning for a few minutes or for half an hour and
then forget all about it. It has to become like your heartbeat. You have
to sit in it, you have to walk in it. Yes, you have even to sleep in it.
Buddha said, "There is no question of control. I am awake, I am in
meditation. I sleep in meditation. Just as I wake up early in the
morning in meditation, every night I go to sleep in meditation. My day
is my meditation, my night too. I remain absolutely calm and quiet
because deep down I am perfectly aware. The flame of meditation goes on
burning smokeless. That's why there is no need to move."
When Buddha died he was eighty-two years old. He called his disciples together -- just as he used to when he talked to them every morning. They all gathered. Nobody was thinking at all about his death.
And then Buddha said, "This is my last sermon to you. Whatsoever I had to say to you I have said. Forty-two years I have been telling you, saying to you... I have poured out my whole heart. Now, if somebody has any question left he can ask, because this is the last day of my life. Today I leave for the other shore. My boat has arrived."
They were shocked! They had come just to listen to the daily discourse. They were not thinking that he was going to die -- and without making any fuss about death! It was just a simple phenomenon, a simple declaration that "My boat has come and I have to leave. If you have any question left you can ask me, because if you don't ask me today, I will never again be available. Then the question will remain with you. So please, be kind and don't be shy," he told his disciples.
They started crying. And Buddha said, "Stop all this nonsense! This is no time to waste on crying and weeping! Ask if you have something to ask, otherwise let me go. The time has come. I cannot linger any longer."
They said,'We have nothing to ask. You have given more than we would
have ever asked. You have answered all the questions that we have asked,
that we could have asked. You have answered questions which for
centuries will be fulfilling for all kinds of inquirers."
And he closed his eyes, sat in a lotus posture, and started moving towards the other shore. It is said: the first step was that he left his body, the second step was that he left his mind, the third step was that he left his heart, the fourth step was that he left his soul. He disappeared into the universal so peacefully, so silently, so joyously. The birds were chirping; it was early morning -- the sun was still on the horizon. And ten thousand sannyasins were sitting and watching Buddha dying with such grace! They forgot completely that this was death. There was nothing of death as they had always conceived it. It was such an extraordinary experience.
So much meditative energy was released that many became enlightened that very day, that very moment. Those who were just on the verge were pushed into the unknown. Thousands, it is said, became enlightened through Buddha's beautiful death. We don't call it death, we call it Mahaparinirvana, dissolving into the absolute -- just like an ice cube melting, dissolving into the ocean. He lived in meditation, he died in meditation.
Source - Osho Book "Walkin in Zen, Sitting in Zen"
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