“La giovinezza è una qualità dell’essere”
Questa è una delle massime più profonde di Eraclito.
Il sole è nuovo ogni giorno. La fame è nuova ogni giorno. L’amore è nuovo ogni giorno. La vita è nuova ogni giorno.
Dire “ogni giorno” non è esatto: ogni movimento, ogni gesto, ogni momento, ogni cosa è nuova. Da dove viene allora il vecchio? Perché ti annoi? Se ogni cosa è new and can not enter the same river, and if you can not revise the same sunrise and if everything is so new and fresh, because then you get bored and die? Why not live in the light of inner harmony. Experience as a function of the mind. The mind is old.
Every sun is new, is new every morning, every new hunger, satiety each: but the mind is old.
mind coincides with the past, the mind is the memory stored. And if you look through the mind, this brings with it old age and death from all things: everything looks dusty, dirty, all because of the mind. Set aside the mind, put aside the memories! If you can put aside the memories, your wife every day is new, because it is only because of the memories that you think you've lived with this woman thirty years and know it well. Who can know anything. We remain strangers forever strangers.
How can you know a person? One can learn a thing, not a person, because one thing may be low. How can you know a person? A person's freedom. Change at any time. If you can not enter into the same river twice, as you can meet again with the same person? If even the rivers are so changeable ... awareness, awareness of the river can not be old. If you put aside the mind, if you do not look with old eyes, your wife is new, every movement is new. In this case there is a constant, continual excitement in your life, a continuing vitality.
Today you hungry, is new. And today, when you eat, this food is new, because nothing can be old in existence. The existence has not passed. The past is part of the mind. Existence is always present new, fresh, always in motion, a dynamic force, a dialectical movement, flowing like a river. If you have this insight, you'll never be bored. And boredom is more serious illness kills in depth, is a slow poisoning. Little by little you're so bored that it becomes a dead weight burden on yourself. Then the poem of life disappears. At this point, the flowers bloom and birds sing. At this point you are already buried, are already in the grave.
It is said that people die and be buried at thirty to seventy. Even thirty years is too long, this proverb is traced back to ancient times ... is not the case now, people die at twenty or so. Although this age seems too remote. Many young people, young, of eighteen, twenty, come to me saying: "We are bored." They are already aged. You've trained, you have already put up their minds. They're already dying. Die before even being young.
Remember, youth is a quality being. If you are able to see the world without mind, you'll be young forever. Even in death will be young, excited, just because death is approaching, and six very excited a great adventure, a culmination, is now opening a door to infinity.
anything is equal to itself. Everything keeps changing. Only the mind is old and dead. Being able to look at life without mind, this is meditation.
- from "The hidden harmony, speeches on the fragments of Heraclitus" by Osho -
http://www.pomodorozen.com/zen/il-sole-e-nuovo-ogni-giorno /
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