When Jesus was up before Pontius Pilate on charges of sedition -- capital charges, by the way -- the subject of Truth came up.
Pilate, a very well educated and intelligent man, was intrigued;
"What is truth?" he asked.
I think he really wanted to know.
Jesus just held his gaze and remained silent.
That always struck me as odd.
For a man who, for three years, had such a lot to say,
This was his big moment.......
The scribes were paused, quills raised in quivering anticipation
To catch every nuance of every quotable note;
This was the moment;
This was holy scripture in the making!
[Had it happened today, the cameras would have been rolling, and the TV stations would have been taking live feeds to a breathlessly watching world.]
Jesus said.....
[nothing].
Was the Christ being insolent?
Had he had a gutful?
After a night of pure emotional and physical hell,
Had he dropped the ball?
No.
He was answering The Question -- What is Truth?
In the most profound way possible.
Truth is not something that can be put into words.
The truth of anything can only be found
In pro-found silence.....
In whatever thoughts, feelings, a-hah's and whatever else comes up,
Shared or alone.
Whatever you are aware of over there in your space,
That is your truth.
What I'm aware of going on over here in my space
Is my truth.
All that is going on in and around both spaces
Is Part of The Truth.
Osho said
"If you can get it, get it.
If you can't get it, I'm sorry."
Be patient.
Be aware.
You will get it.
I cannot tell you when,
But you will get it
In experience,
Willingly or not.
Don't look for it with language.
Language, like its parent, the thinking mind, is limited and limiting.
Anything definitive and finite
Cannot contain the indefinable and infinite.
There are things in heaven and earth
For which language and intellectual discourse simply will not suffice.
Love and Truth are one of them.
If you want to know the truth....
Shut up
And listen.
Be aware,
Be available.
Have your experience.
In the deeper silence
Truth speaks.
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