onafgebroken

een onafgebroken feest
een voortdurend celebreren

van goed en kwaad
van vreugde en pijn

wil mijn leven zijn

-


True celebration cannot be according to the calendar.

That on the first of November you will celebrate.

Strange, the whole year you are miserable, and on the first of November suddenly you come out of misery, dancing... Either the misery was false, or the first of November is false - bóth cannot be true. And once the first of November is gone, you are back in your dark hole, everybody in his misery, everybody in his anxiety.

Life should be a contínuous celebration.

A festival of lights the whole year round.

Only then, you can grow up.

You can blossom.

Transform small things...

into celebration.


~osho~
beyond enlightenment
(1986) - ch.28 (1)