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Chapter 6: The Two Concubines

For example, whenever you are ill you become body-conscious. You are weak, you have a fever, something is wrong in the body; you become body-conscious. It hurts - you become body-conscious. When the body is absolutely okay, healthy, in a state of well-being, you are not conscious of it; not that you don’t know that you are healthy, but no self-consciousness is needed. You are simply healthy. A state of well-being surrounds you.

But in this state there is no division between the state and the knower. You are one with it. It is not that you feel well-being: you are well-being, so who will be conscious of it? There is no division, so who will know about it? Only in disease does the division come in. You are totally one with the body when the body is healthy. When the body is ill a rift happens; you are broken asunder, you are not together. The body exists somewhere, you exist somewhere else.

In meditation you are one with your consciousness, so it doesn’t function and exist as a mind. You are one, there is no division. When there is no division and unity comes in, all self-consciousness disappears. Let me repeat, because you can misunderstand it. It is not that the Self disappears, just the self-consciousness disappears.

And remember, you will not be in a state of unconsciousness; you will be perfectly aware but not self-conscious. You will be perfectly aware, fully aware, but there will be only awareness, no division - who is aware of whom; no subject, no object, simply a complete, a total state, a circle of awareness. That awareness in which self-consciousness is not, is egoless. And that awareness has a grace, a beauty, a beauty that doesn’t belong to this world. Even an ugly person will become beautiful in that state - ugly as far as the criteria of this world go, but suffused, illuminated with something from the beyond. The body, the shape may not be beautiful, but it is filled with some unknown grace. And then you forget the body; the grace is so much that you simply cannot attend to the body - you feel the grace.

All saints are beautiful. Not that their bodies are always beautiful, no, but they are filled with some unknown bliss which touches you, a grace which fills the milieu around them. They carry their own climate and, wherever they are, suddenly you feel the climate has changed. And that is such a tremendous force that you cannot look at their bodies; their bodies simply disappear, their bodilessness is so much.

Your body is seen because the bodilessness is not there. You are just the body; nothing is illuminating it from within. You are an unlit lamp, so only the lamp is seen. When the light comes you forget the lamp; when the light comes out of it then who bothers about the lamp? And if the light is so much, you cannot even see the lamp.

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