• The art of meditation is the art of listening with your total being, if one can learn how to listen rightly, one has learned the deepest secret of meditation
Listening is a deep participation between the body and the soul. And thatís why it has been used as one of the most potential methods for meditation...because it bridges the two infinities: the material and the spiritual.
Whenever you are sitting, just listen to whatsoever is going on, it is a marketplace and there is much noise and traffic and the train and the plane, listen to it with no rejection in the mind that it is noisy. Listen as if you are listening to music, with sympathy, and suddenly you will see that the quality of the noise has changed. It is no longer distracting, no longer disturbing; on the contrary, it becomes very soothing. If listened to rightly, even the marketplace becomes a melody.
So, what you are listening to is not the point, the point is you are listening, not just hearing.
Even if you are listening to something that you have never thought of as worth listening to, listen to it very cheerfully as if you are listening to good music, and suddenly you will see you have transformed the quality of it. It becomes beautiful. And in that listening your ego will disappear.
This consciousness exists as each being, and nothing else exists. Live with this notion. Be sensitive to this and wherever you move, move with this mind and this heart that everything is consciousness and nothing else exists. Sooner or later, the world will change its face. Sooner or later, the whole world will be suddenly illumined and you will know that you were living in a better world. Everything is conscious.
The seed cannot know what is going to happen, the seed has never known the flower. And the seed cannot even believe that he has the potentiality to become a beautiful flower.
There was no danger for the seed, the seed could have survived for millennia, but for the sprout many are the dangers. But the sprout starts towards the unknown, towards the sun, towards the source of light, not knowing where, not knowing why.
Great is the cross to be carried, but a dream possesses the seed and the seed moves.