Celebrate Every Moment
Life is an unending celebration. Each moment in your life is precious, revel in it. The uncertainty of life is the biggest reason for celebration, one is not sure if the next breath is there or not, so if you get it, you have got a reason to rejoice. So, each breath you take is precious, celebrate it. Look around you, you will find so many reasons to feel happy about. Kids going to school, hand in hand, Old couple sitting in a park, your mom working in Kitchen, birds flying in formation, clouds changing shapes from animal to human to abstract. You might say I don’t have time for all this, I am too busy. Just think about it, Celebration is refueling, it’s sharpening the emotional saw. It’s all about identifying and appreciating the small things, small acts of kindness, love. The very fact that you are capable to enjoy these moments is a reason to rejoice. Most people only celebrate special occasions, an achievement, a special day on the calendar, a special event. Don’t wait for occasions to celebrate, take celebrations to occasions. Appreciate each moment of life that the God has given you. Every moment of life is a gift, one whose value is beyond our perception. Even the greatest and deepest thinker in the world cannot comprehend its worth. Each moment is an opportunity that allows you to access something more precious than anything that you considered very precious. Every moment is unique, its entity with its own form and energy and distinct special slot in time. Every moment is a different facet of a person’s life. Every moment of a person’s life presents a new life experience. As you live the moment, you discover an additional side to your personality. This experience is another facet or face of you. Moments are bricks of time, a person is built moment by moment which adds a unique experience, and richness to one’s being. This building process is life-long, when moment stops adding up, building stops, and man dies. The collected pearls of moments need assimilation, which you can do when you are alone being with yourself. When you spend time with yourself, experience the beauty and tranquility of nature, among trees and flowers, or a silent room and ponder over and reflect on your experience, you absorb and assimilate. You tap into new energies, special determination, and might end up discover a special talent which was lying hidden so far. Life is a continuous series of moments; it’s really amazing to see that how effortlessly one of these moments of life just melts into the moment of death. There is no interval, there is no separation, just one leading to another. The celebration should not end even at this transition. Osho tells the story of three Chinese mystics known as ‘Laughing Saints’. They went from village to village; standing in the centre and laughing and dancing. Soon a crowd would gather and later, everyone would start laughing and dancing as well. That would change the quality of the village. Then, in one village one of the three died. The villagers gathered to see how they would laugh when they should weep. But the two alive ones were laughing and dancing! The villagers were shocked. The mystics said, “You don’t know what has happened! All three of us were always thinking of who was going to die first. This man has won; we are defeated. The whole life we laughed with him. How can we give him the last send-off with anything else? We have to laugh, we have to enjoy, and we have to celebrate. This is the only farewell that is possible for the man who has laughed his whole life. And if we don’t laugh, he will laugh at us and he will think, ‘You fools! So you have fallen again into the trap?’ We don’t see that he is dead. How can laughter die, how can life die?” Then the body was to be burned, and the village people said, “We will give him a bath as the ritual prescribes.” But those two friends said, “No, our friend has said, ‘Don’t perform any ritual and don’t change my clothes and don’t give me a bath. You just put me as I am on the burning pyre.’ So we have to follow his instructions.” And then, suddenly, there was a great happening. When the body was put on the fire, that old man had played the last trick. He had hidden many fireworks under his clothes, and suddenly there was Diwali! The whole village started laughing. These two mad friends were dancing, and then the whole village started dancing. It was not a death, it was a new life.