The following is an excerpt
from the book "Courage" by Osho. I like
this book so much, I've already decided to give it
to family members for Christmas this year. What I've
included below is a rather short story, but full of
meaning. Over the past several years I've been wondering
about the roles of the mind and the heart in our day
to day lives. I think this passage explains it all
beautifully. I hope you enjoy it, and I hope you can
benefit from it. Please take the time to find one
of Osho's books and read it. Then check back in here
and tell us all about it. You'll be glad that you
is intellect in tune with your heart. The heart knows
how to trust. The intellect knows how to seek and
There is an old Eastern story:
Two beggars used to live outside a village. One was
blind and one had no legs. One day the forest near
the village, where these beggars used to live, caught
fire. They were competitors of course-in the same
profession, begging from the same people-and they
were continually angry with each other. They were
enemies, not friends.
So when the forest was on
fire those two beggars thought for a moment. They
were enemies, not even on speaking terms, but this
was an emergency. The blind man said to the man who
had no legs, "Now the only way to escape is that you
sit on my shoulders; use my legs and I will use your
eyes. That's the only way we can save ourselves."
It was immediately understood. There was no problem.
The man without legs could
not get out; it was impossible for him to cross the
forest-it was all on fire. He could have moved a little
bit but that would not help. An exit, and a very quick
exit, was needed. The blind man also was certain that
he could not get out. He did not know where the fire
was, where the road was, and where the trees were
burning and where they were not. A blind man…he would
get lost. But both were intelligent people; they dropped
their enmity, became friends, and saved their lives.
This is an Eastern fable.
And this is about your intellect and your heart. It
has nothing to do with beggars, it has something to
do with you. It has nothing to do with a forest on
fire, it has something to do with you-because you
are on fire. Each moment you are burning, suffering,
in misery, anguish. Alone your intellect is blind.
It has legs, it can run fast, it can move fast, but
because it is blind it cannot choose the right direction
in which to go. And it is bound to be continually
stumbling, falling, hurting itself and feeling life
That's what the intellectuals
of the whole world are saying: "Life is meaningless."
The reason why life seems to them meaningless is that
the blind intellect is trying to see the light. It
There is a heart within you,
which sees, which feels, but which has no legs; it
cannot run. It remains where it is, beating, waiting…someday
intellect will understand and will be able to use
the heart's eyes. When I say the word trust I mean
the eyes of the heart. And when I say the word doubt
I mean the legs of your intellect. Both together can
come out of the fire; there is no problem at all.
But remember, the intellect has to accept the heart
above its shoulders. It has to.
The heart has no legs, only
eyes, and the intellect has to listen to the heart
and follow its directions. In the hands of the heart
the intellect becomes intelligent. It is a transformation,
a total transformation of energy. Then the person
does not become an intellectual, he simply becomes
Wisdom comes through the meeting
of the heart and the intellect. And once you have
learned the art of how to create a synchronicity between
your heartbeats and the workings of your intellect,
you have the whole secret in your hands, the master
key to open all the mysteries.