Chapter 9: Belong to the Transcendental
But this belief does not change the object, this belief does not change the objective dimension. He did not believe because he could not see; now he has seen so he believes - but the God remains in the objective world, the God remains a thing. I am not happy with Krishna for doing this. It should not be done. It is conceding to a foolish disciple’s desire. The disciple needs to be changed from his dimension; he should be made more subjective.
But we remain - we go on changing forms but we remain the same.
I have heard:
The funeral was over. Still sobbing, Goldberg, the new widower, followed his late wife’s sister into the waiting limousine. As the big car passed through the cemetery gates the sister was horrified by Goldberg’s hand which was slowly but passionately creeping up her leg. With her body still wracked with sobs of bereavement, she screamed,
“Goldberg, you monster, you fiend, you animal! My sister is not yet cold in her grave. What is the matter with you!”
In a voice shaking with emotion, Goldberg replied, “In my grief do I know what I am doing?”
People remain the same in their grief or in their other moods - they remain the same, they don’t change the dimension.
So this is the first thing to understand: you need a shift from the objective to the subjective. Meditate more and more with closed eyes about your emotions, about your thoughts. Look deeper into the inner world, the world that is absolutely private to you. The objective is public; the subjective is private. You cannot invite anybody into your dreams, it is not possible. You cannot say to your friend, “Tonight come into my dream,” because the dream is absolutely yours. You cannot even invite your beloved who may be sleeping just on the same bed, who may be sleeping just by your side, you may be sleeping hand in hand. But you dream your dreams and she dreams her dreams. Dreams are private. The subjective is the private; the objective is the public, the objective is the marketplace. Many people can watch one thing, but many people cannot watch one thought; only one person can - the person to whom the thought belongs can watch it.
Remove your consciousness more and more towards the private. The poet lives a private life; the politician lives a public life. Mahatma Gandhi used to say that he didn’t have any private life. That means he must have had a very poor life. A private life is a rich life. The politician’s life is there to be watched by everybody: on the TV, in the newspapers, in the street, in the crowd. The politician only has a public face. When he goes home he is nobody. He loses all face.