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The Art of Dying: Talks on Hasidism

The Art of Dying: Talks on Hasidism


Item Code: IDJ579

by Osho

Paperback (Edition: 2005)

Tao Publishing Pvt. Ltd.
ISBN 8172611080

Size: 8.3" X 5.8"
Pages: 291 (Black & White Illus: 11)
Price: $23.00
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From the Jacket:

Once you know what life is you will know what death is because death is also part of the same process.

Ordinarily we think death comes at the end, ordinarily we think death is against life, ordinarily we think death is the enemy.

Death is not the enemy. And if you think of death as the enemy it simply shows that you have not been able to know what life is. - Osho

If you really want to live you have to be ready to die. Who is afraid of death in you? Is life afraid of death? It is not possible. How can life be afraid of its own integral process?

Something else is afraid in you. The ego is afraid in you. Life and death are not opposites; ego and death are opposites. Life and death are not opposites; ego and life are opposites. Ego is against both life and death. The ego is afraid to live and the ego is afraid to die. It is afraid to live because each effort, each step towards life, brings death closer. - Osho

Osho speaks on classic Hasidic stories compiled by the Jewish philosopher, Martin Buber - a great tradition of laughing saints and wonderful stories.

Death and life are two polarities of the same energy, of the same phenomenon - the tide and the ebb, the day and the night, the summer and the winter. They are not separate and not opposites, not contraries; they are complementaries. Death is not the end of life; in fact, it is a completion of one life, the crescendo of one life, the climax, the finale. And once you know your life and its process, then you understand what death is. - Osho

"In a language simple but yet profound, the master Osho indicates the art of 'dying' by learning how to live in the here and now, the eternal life." - Livres Hebdo, France.

About Osho:

OSHO DEFIES CATEGORIZATION, reflecting everything from the individual quest for meaning to the most urgent social and political issues facing society today. His books are not written but are transcribed from recordings of extemporaneous talks give over a period of thirty-five year. Osho has been described by the Sunday Times in London as one of the "1000 Makers of the 20th Century" and by Sunday Mid-Day in India as one of the ten people - along with Gandhi, Nehru and Buddha - who have changed the destiny of India.

Osho has a stated aim of helping to create the conditions for the birth of a new kind of human being, characterized as "Zorba the Buddha" - one whose feet are firmly on the ground, yet whose hands can touch the stars. Running like a thread through all aspects of Osho is a vision that encompasses both the timeless wisdom of the East and the highest potential of Western science and technology.

He is synonymous with a revolutionary contribution to the science of inner transformation and an approach to meditation which specifically addresses the accelerated pace of contemporary life. The unique Osho Active Meditations are designed to allow the release of accumulated stress in the body and mind so that it is easier to be still and experience the thought-free state of meditation.


OSHO'S WORDS are multifaceted, multidimensional, multilayered. Working with his words as an editor is a profound learning experience as, of necessity, one must go over and over his words to ensure on rereading the words for perhaps the fourth or fifth time, I suddenly realized a different meaning, a deeper significance.

I was fortunate enough to be one of the editors in the early Pune days, when we were just embarking on the daunting task of trying to transpose Osho's spoken words into a printed form so that more could share in his awe-inspiring truths - and irreverent jokes! Osho himself was deeply interested in the whole process, and gave loving and perceptive suggestions at every stage: from the editor's efforts to aptly convey his verbal message, to the graphic designing and photography, to the quality of the paper used, and to the initially difficult but ultimately very rewarding task of cajoling the local Indian printers into upping their standards to meet our more Western specifications. In those days much of the printing was done using the letterpress method - the painstaking insertion of individual alphabetical letters with tweezers, into a wooden form!

Of the many wonderful and revealing experiences I had working so closely with Osho on his books, one of the most endearing concerned this one, my favorite, The Art of Dying.

Having just completed the editing, I set about writing an introduction for it but finally gave up after a number of attempts; I had written introduction for the three previous books and was temporarily dry of inspiration. I therefore asked a beloved friend, Swami Anand Devesh, to write something. He was prompt with his masterpiece and I thankfully handed it to Nirvano, Osho's caretaker, to give to Osho, wiped my brow and started on the next book.

But then Osho asked that I also write an introduction. So I drew my inspiration from the recent death of one of our beautiful sannyasins, Vipassana. This was perhaps the most profound, the most 180-degree-turning experience I have had as a disciple of Osho. With Vipassana's death, Osho lovingly but firmly showed us a completely different perspective of death. Centuries of conditioning fell away as we joined Vipassana in her ultimate experience. Here, in this beautiful volume, Osho talks about the art of dying - and the art of living - and the reader's perceptions of death will also be forever altered.

I handed in my effort but when it was returned I was given both introductions which were now almost indecipherable under a sea of red ink corrections - like an English teacher's markings on the essay of a very bad student!

By dint of many crossings-out, rearrangements and insertions of words, sentences and paragraphs, Osho had combined Devesh's and my writings, with his own additions, into his own literary creation! This is what you are about to read. I put Devesh's and my name to the piece, but I should have added the third, the most important - Osho.

AS EVERYONE KNOWS, death is something that happens to other people: strangers, foreigners and dogs. Not conceivably to oneself. This book may make it conceivable to admit mortality. It may even make the prospect exciting, enticing - not to the point of jumping under a bus, but to the point of relaxing into acceptance of an inevitable. And life, thus unladen of dread, may seem more enjoyable.

These are ten of the daily discourses of Osho given at his commune in Pune. Five are based on Hasidic stories, five are his answers to questions put by his followers.

Osho's discourses switch monthly from religion to religion, mystic to mystic: from Sufism to Tao, from Buddha to Heraclitus. Jainism to Hasidism, Jesus to Chaung Tzu. He is at home in all these traditions, since he is standing at the point where all converge. This month he is wearing his rabbi's that. I once heard him say to an American boy nervous of joining his parents in Israel and of what they would say to his acquisitions of an Indian guru: "Tell them that I am an old Jew!" At that moment, with his gleeful laughter and the boy's relief, it was entirely credible.

Osho is a self-confessed authority on jokes of every kind. His 'thing' about jokes has become a well-loved joke in itself!

One of his jokes I have always remembered is, in summary, as follows:
There were once three laughing monks who used to travel from village to village. In each village they would sit in the marketplace and laugh, and before very long everybody would be gathered around them, bellies shaking and tears running with the intensity of their laughter.

Then one of the monks died and a tremendous crowd came to be present at the burning of his body. Somewhat shocked at the fact that his two fellow monks were still laughing, people began to prepare the body to be put on the funeral pyre.

The two monks interceded, however, saying that their friend's dying wish was that his body should be left dressed in the clothes that he had always worn.

The reason for his request was soon understood. As the flames licked the pyre and the clothes started to catch, tremendous explosions were heard and from the pyre arose the most wonderful fireworks display ever seen! The monk had hidden fire crackers in the folds of his garment before he died! And his two fellow monks and all the people laughed and laughed and laughed.

When Osho tells this joke he can never refrain from giving a satisfied little chuckle of his own - for that, I think, is his feeling about death.

He gave us a similar sort of joyful shock when the death of one of his sannyasins occurred here in Pune last year. She was a singing, laughing, dancing person and at her death we sang and laughed and danced. By the river, under the stars, the flames form the wood pyre burning her physical body reflected the flame-colored robes of the crowd encircling her, and the energy arose in one great, amazing, celestial fireworks display.

For the first time for all of us, we saw death perhaps a little as Osho sees it - death, a time for celebration!


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