Chuang Tzu or a butterfly?

Chuang Tzu or a butterfly?

Chuang Tzu once dreamt that he had become a butterfly. In the morning he was very much depressed. His friends asked, “What has happened?.- we have never seen you so depressed.” Chuang Tzu said, “I am in a puzzle, I am at a loss, I cannot understand. In the night, while asleep, I dreamt that I had become a butterfly.”

So the friends laughed: “Nobody is ever disturbed by dreams. When you awake, the dream has disappeared, so why are you disturbed?”

Chuang Tzu said, “That is not the point. Now I am puzzled: if Chuang Tzu can become a butterfly in the dream, it is possible that now the butterfly has gone to sleep and is dreaming that she is Chuang Tzu.” If Chuang Tzu can become a butterfly in the dream, why not the other? – the butterfly can dream and become Chuang Tzu. So what is real — whether Chuang Tzu dreamt that he has become a butterfly or the butterfly is dreaming that she has become Chuang Tzu? What is real? Rainbows are there. You can become a butterfly in the dream. And you have become a mind in this bigger dream you call life.

Thoughts are moving so fast, that between two thoughts you cannot see the interval. But the interval is always there. That interval is you. In that interval there is neither Chuang Tzu nor the butterfly — for the butterfly is a sort of mind and Chuang Tzu is also a sort of mind. A butterfly is a different combination of thoughts, Chuang Tzu again a different combination, but both are minds. When the mind is not there, who are you — Chuang Tzu or a butterfly? Neither. And what is the state? Are you in an enlightened state of mind? If you think you are in an enlightened state of mind this is, again, a thought, and when thought is there you are not. If you feel that you are a buddha, this is a thought. The mind has entered; now the process is there, again the sky is clouded, the blueness lost. The infinite blueness you can see no more.

Between two thoughts try to be alert; look into the interval, the space in between. You will see no mind; that is your nature. For thoughts come and go — they are accidental — but that inner space always remains. Clouds gather and go, disappear — they are accidental — but the sky remains. You are the sky.

-A Bird On The wing, OSHO

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