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I am not commenting on him, I am responding. I read his words: somethingechoes in me. That is not a commentary. i My heart throbs with him, somethingparallel echoes in me, and I tell you what it is.So don't take my words as commentaries. I am not trying to explain Jesus to you,there is no need. I am simply mirroring. I am telling you MY heart. Whathappens to me when I am listening to Jesus: I am telling you that.Question 2OFTEN DURING THE LECTURE I FIND A PART OF ME WAITING FOR YOURGLANCE. WHEN YOU FINALLY LOOK AT ME, SOMETHING IN ME RUNSAWAY. THE FEELING IS LIKE BEING IN A DESERT, WAITING FOR AGESFOR SOME WATER TO COME, AND WHEN IT FINALLY RAINS, THEMOUTH SNAPS SHUT. WHY IS THIS?This is from Krishna Radha. No need to think that there is some great secret in it:it is just the woman within you. That is the way of the woman. She waits forsomething, she attracts something, she invites something, and when it comes shebecomes afraid and escapes. It is the way of all women. And unless youunderstand it and drop it, your whole life will become miserable.First you attract, and when the thing that you have invited comes to you, youbecome afraid and you escape. This hide-and-seek goes on. This has been myobservation: that the feminine mind asks for something but when it comes, youare never there to receive it. Then the feminine mind becomes a long, endlesswaiting. Every moment the fulfillment was possible but whenever it comes close,the woman becomes afraid.The woman asks for love and is afraid of love because when love comes, it bringsdeath with it. Love has to bring death because only then can you be reborn.There is no other way.I will read the question again: "Often during the lecture I find a part of mewaiting for your glance. When you finally look at me, something in me runsaway."You wait for my glance. A deep love arises in you, a waiting. But when myglance comes to you, it brings death. Then you become afraid, you escape,because you were waiting for love and the glance brings death also. It brings lovealso, but love and death are two aspects of the same glance. If I really love you, Ihave to be a death to you. There is no other way; the love cannot happen in anyother way. And when the glance penetrates you, something shrinks, escapes;something runs away, becomes afraid. Then my glance moves. Then you areagain at ease waiting for me.There is no other secret in it: just the woman. And when I say 'the woman' youshould not misunderstand me. Many men behave just like a woman.In love everybody behaves like a woman. You would like to take a jump into theunknown, but you don't want to renounce the known. You want to move on twoCome Follow To You Vol 1Osho