I’ve been thinking about this over the last few days, and I keep coming back to experiences from my past and present which illustrate the power of love to transform. Osho once said that the relationship between a master and a disciple is like a love affair, that there is a deep connection of trust and love which is the basis of the transformation that the disciple goes through. That this is something that you feel when you meet the teacher who is right for you.
My stepfather is now 81, he too was an Osho sanyassin, one of the early ones who showed up in the mid 1970’s when one-on-one contact was still possible. He has the temperament of a hermit, and is a gifted artist. But now that he is older, he has hearing aids, three pairs of glasses and his memory is not so good anymore. He functions on checklists, stomach tablets, check; hearing aids batteries, check; keys, check... and even then sometimes he goes wrong. So in his old age he has become more and more dependent on my mother, and slowly he is yielding in different ways, surrendering, letting her take care.
Like many original Osho followers, he has a special feel to him, a kind of trust. My mother has this too, a loving and compassionate presence. They’ve negotiated the world’s difficulties and have trust in existence. It’s something I’ve seen in Buddhists too, there it often manifests as a softness, a gentleness. It’s like they have dealt with any traces of callousness, ruthlessness, coldness within their nature, and replaced it with kindness, well-wishing, empathic feeling.
Have you noticed this in your life? That those who have truly given of themselves to follow a spiritual path cannot avoid encountering love, and being transformed by it? That an encounter with a spiritual teacher you really connect with also has the nature of a loving relationship?