Next Time You Feel Angry

Compassion is an inner air conditioning. Suddenly everything is cool and beautiful, and nothing can disturb you, and the whole existence is transformed into a friend. Now there is no more enemy…because when you look through the eyes of anger, somebody becomes an enemy; when you look through the eyes of compassion, everybody is a friend, a neighbor. When you love, everywhere is God; when you hate, everywhere is the Devil.

Meditation can only be a help to that person who has come to a right understanding with his inner diseases, when he has come to understand which disease is false, which disease is wrongly identified, and which disease is not there at all – the container is empty.

don’t be too bothered and concerned with all that comes and goes;

Your inner being has relaxed. It may take time for your outer layer to relax, but the inner being has already relaxed. The cooperation is broken; now you are not identified.

He can look at his own periphery from a distance; when you hit him he can see it as if you have hit somebody else, because the center is so distant…as if he is a watcher on the hills and something is happening in the valleys and he can see it. This is the first thing to be understood.

are grounded on the periphery, a Buddha is grounded in the center.

The difference between a buddha and you is not a difference of character – remember it. It is not a difference of morality, it is not a difference in virtue or non-virtue. It is a difference in where you are grounded.

When you are at the center it sounds fascinating, you can enjoy it. When you are cool you can enjoy the whole world. When you are hot you cannot enjoy it, because you get so much into it; you are lost, you get identified. You become so messed up in it, how can you enjoy it?

This may sound paradoxical, but I tell you: only a buddha enjoys this world. Then everything sounds fascinating.

sorry for you, but I enjoy it. Now I am in a hurry, because in the other village where I am going, people will be waiting for me. If you are not yet finished, then I will pass back by the same route. You can come again. It sounds fascinating.”

Buddha was passing near a village; a few people came and they abused him very badly, saying nasty things, and using vulgar words – and he just stood there. They got a little puzzled, because he was not reacting. Then somebody from the crowd asked, “Why are you silent? Answer what we are saying!”

Buddha said, “You came a little late. You should have come ten years ago, because then I would have reacted. But now I am not there where you are doing these things to me; a distance has arisen. Now I have moved to the center where you cannot touch me. You came a little late. I am