Have you ever observed a small child in deep sleep? You see a perfect picture of restfulness and bliss — like Buddha in deep samadhi. Another thing that you will notice is his belly moving up and down gently. This means he is breathing rhythmically. All this disappears when in a few years he goes to school. The journey of ambition begins — to compete with other children, to come first in the class and to outshine others. The first thing that gets destroyed is good sleep and deep restfulness. A man who suffers from fear and jealousy becomes possessive — a certain staleness envelops him. A person full of love will breathe differently than a person full of fear.
In his diary, The Open Door, Osho explains: “Love is always new. It never becomes old because it is non-accumulative, non-hoarding. It knows no past; it is always fresh, as fresh as dewdrops. It lives moment to moment, it is atomic. It has no continuity, it knows no tradition. Each moment it dies and each moment it is born again. It is like breath: you breathe in, you breathe out; again you breathe in and you breathe out. You don’t hoard it inside. If you hoard the breath you will die because it will become stale. So is the case with love — it is breathing; each moment it renews itself. So whenever one gets stuck in love, life loses all significance. And that’s what is happening to people: the mind is so dominant that it even influences the heart and makes it possessive!
