Milarepa Night Quotations

Mental activity in the daytime creates a latent form of habitual thought which again transforms itself at night into various delusory visions sensed by the semi-consciousness. This is called the deceptive and magic-like Bardo of Dream.

I wrote one of my favorite songs during this time [in India]: Osho, We Your People. The words came to me while I was walking along Juhu Beach one evening - a balmy night under the stars, listening to the soft surf of the Arabian Sea. I hadn't felt so happy and content in a long time.

Osho had been speaking to a small group of people every night at his house for the past few months.

One day Nivedano, Osho's beloved drummer, walked up and said: "Hey man! Did you hear? Last night your master was talking about you again!" . I could see Nivedano was thrilled. Whenever someone in the Commune got a little extra nod from Osho, it would spread to every heart like wildfire and everyone would enjoy by association. Such was the intimacy of the Commune. At first, I thought Nivedano was just teasing, but my heart told me otherwise. I knew something amazing in the life of a disciple was happening, again. The master had smiled at me.

Shunyo and I were staying in the room right under Osho's. One night as we were going to bed, about eleven o'clock, Amrito (Osho's personal physician) knocked on our door. "Milarepa, I have a message for you from your master," he said. "I was on my way out of Osho's room, and as he was pulling up the blankets over his head to go to sleep, he seemed to suddenly remember something: 'Oh, and give Milarepa the Osho Institute of Music and Celebration. And make him its director.' "