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Say "Good Lord" and then all else will happen on its own accord

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The Art of Dying

Chapter 6

Oct 16, 1976 Chuang Tzu Auditorium

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excerpt The Art of Dying - Ch.6
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The third question:

Listening to you I feel as if I am dying, as if you are continuously pushing me farther away. You are my peak, my Everest, so beautiful and so far away and yet incredibly close. Is there anything I can do to open myself to you?

My whole purpose here is to push you toward death, to push you into the abyss of the unknown, to push you into a zero experience.

We in India call it samadhi. It is a zero experience – where in a way you are and in a way you are not; where you are empty of all content, just the container has remained; where all writing from the book has disappeared, just the book remains, empty.

That’s the real Bible, the real Veda. When all writing has disappeared and the book is absolutely empty; when all the content, all the thoughts, mind, emotions, desires, have disappeared and there is only a pure consciousness, empty of all content – this is what I call the abyss.

You say, “You are my peak, my Everest…”

Yes, that’s true, but the peak will come only later on. First comes the abyss. I am also your abyss.

Let me tell you one very, very beautiful anecdote. Listen to it very attentively, and later on when you are sitting silently at home, meditate over it.

A man went to a ranch to buy a horse, pointed at one and said, “My, that’s a beautiful pony right there. What kind is it?” “That’s a palomino,” said the rancher.

“Well, any friend of yours is a friend of mine. I would like to buy that pony,” said the man.
The rancher replied, “I gotta tell you sir, it was owned by a preacher-man. If you want the horse to move you say, ‘Good Lord’; if you want the horse to stop you gotta say, ‘Amen.’”
“Let me try that horse,” said the buyer.

He mounted and said, “Good Lord.” The horse promptly moved out and was soon galloping up in the mountains. The man was yelling, “Good Lord! Good Lord!” and the horse was really moving.

Suddenly he came to the end of a cliff, and panic-stricken he yelled, “Whoa! Whoa!” That didn’t work and then he remembered and said, “Amen!” The horse stopped right on the end of the cliff. And wiping his brow with relief, the man said, “Good Lord!”

You ask, “Is there anything I can do to open myself to you?”

Say “Good Lord” and then all else will happen on its own accord.

The Art of Dying

Chapter 6

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