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a friendly attitude towards all one’s energies.

Enmity towards them does not lead to spiritual revolution

but to self-destruction.

Give my regards to all there.

You are not coming to Pune – I shall miss you.


43. Love.

You have asked me about the sense of humor.

We can talk about it in detail when we meet

but first of all:

the sense of humor should be directed towards oneself –

it is a very great thing to laugh at oneself

and he who can laugh at himself

gradually becomes full of concern

and compassion for others.

In the entire world no event,

no subject, invites laughter

like oneself.

About the truth of dreams as well

we shall have to talk in detail.

Some dreams are definitely true.

As the mind quietens down

glimpses of truth begin to appear in dreams.

Dreams are of four kinds

– those concerned with past lives,

– those concerned with the future,

– those concerned with the present,

– and those concerned with repressed desires.

Contemporary psychology knows something

about the fourth type only.

I am glad to know

that your mind moves towards being at peace.

Mind is what we want it to be,

peace and restlessness are both our own creations.

Man binds himself with his own chains

and so he is always at liberty to become free of the mind.

1967

44. Love.

What gift is greater than love?

And still you ask – What have I given?

Oh, mad one!

When love is given

there is nothing left to give,

not even the giver,

for to give love is to give oneself.

You have given yourself,

now where are you?

Having lost yourself,

now you are bound to find

the one you have been longing to meet.

Now she has been born,

and I am a witness to it,

I have watched it happen.

I can hear the music that you are going to be.

The other day, when your heart was close to me,

I heard it.

Intellect knows of the present

but for the heart the future is also the present.

1968

45. Love.

I received your letter.

The time of my birth will have to be looked up.

I think the day was the eleventh of December,

but even this is not certain.

But tell your astrologer friend not to worry;

the future will simply come,

there’s no point in worrying about it.

Whatever happens – ultimately it is all the same.

Dust returns unto dust

and life disappears like a line drawn on water.

My regards to everyone.


46. Love.

It is a long time since I received your letter,