Then one evening, during ‘Tratak’ meditation, Osho stood up and made gesture with hands to put our energy in meditation.
In those moments, it seemed that Osho was the ocean of compassion itself. In the depth of my heart, I felt like dying. The ecstasy was too much to bear with.
After meditation, many friends shared their experiences. They also had the same feeling. There were many who felt that Krishna, Buddha, Mohammed and Jesus Christ and all the enlightened masters had joined to become one Osho.
On another evening during ‘Tratak’ meditation, many meditators were seen in a strange state of being. Their faces looked angry as if they wanted to swallow Osho. So, some friends stood up and joined their hands to prevent them from coming closer to Osho for the sake of safety.
Next evening before the ‘Tratak’ Meditation, Osho iterpreted, “Yesterday some people started to take care of me. They do not know how much harm they do by preventing the meditators from advancing towards me. The whole of meditation is to give an outlet to the suppressed feelings. And if they are prevented here in the camp also then what harm we cause is not known to us. You have come here to meditate, not to guard me. And if even one person attains to meditation and my body is left, there can be no greater happiness to me than this.” (Hearing this, there was sudden outburst of cries, sobs, and screams.)
He added, ‘All my effort is towards this. Moreover, those who move towards me are fully aware. They are not mad. To you, they may appear to be dangerous but the depth of their sublime feelings and love in moving towards me is not known to us. However, if you prevent them, then certainly you are creating a situation for them to go mad. Therefore, it is my request that from today onwards nobody should bother about my safely. Each of you will concentrate on meditation for which you have come here.’ From that day, every one tried to put lot of energy in meditation. It had been the most beautiful camp attended by me ever in which the participants were euphoric that they used to walk dancingly and used poetic language while talking.
Ageh Bharti. Blessed Days with OSHO .
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