Possession

 dear Friends

Presently I am reading a book, Zen the path of Paradox by Osho. I came across this little narrative, which reminds me of the many times I got angry with my ex-wife, when she picked flowers in the garden.

 He talks about love - God, whether we can possess it or not.

“You see a beautiful flower - a rose on a bush - and you immediately take it away from the bush. You want to possess it. You have killed it! Now you put it in your buttonhole - it is a dead flower, it is a corpse; It is just a memory and it is fading. It was so alive on the bush. It was so beautiful on the bush. It was so young and so happy and there was dance in it and there was a song around it. You killed all of it. Now you are carrying a dead flower in your buttonhole.

 And this is what we are doing in everything. Whether it is beauty, love, or God, we want to possess.”