It was the boundless in you… “It does not matter that you did not recognize me. I am worried about you, that you have not recognized the boundless in you. And that is your true self, your true reality. Without knowing it, all your knowing is rubbish.”

The vast man in whom you are all but cells and sinews… His vast man is nothing but the universal spirit or, in other words, existence. In that vast universal spirit you are not different from each other; you are part of one whole. It is only your sleep that gives you the idea that you are separate.

The moment you are awake, suddenly an immense revolution happens. You are in the trees and the trees are in you; you are in the ocean and the ocean is in you; you are in the clouds and the clouds are in you.

That is the great ecstasy of all the mystics: to find themselves the organic unity of the whole existence. But whether you know it or not, it is the reality. You have not to create it, you have not to find it, you have just to be awake and it is yours. So simple is the method.

A man was brought to Gautam Buddha. He was a philosopher and a logician, but he was blind. The whole village had failed to convince him that there is such a thing as light. His arguments were very sharp. He said, “If there is light bring it before me, I want to touch it and feel it; or beat it like a drum, I want to hear the sound of light; or give it to me to eat, I want to taste what it is; or at least I can smell…”

Of course nobody was able: nobody has ever been able to touch light, to taste light, to hear light, to smell light. Light can only be seen. But the blind logician used to laugh. He said, “All this idea of light is for nothing but to prove me blind. You are all blind, and this light is nothing but your imagination.”

The village was at a loss. Light is everywhere, all around, but how to prove it? That man went on destroying all their proofs. In fact, there is no proof for light – except your eyes. And there is no proof for godliness – except your own being. The logicians who have been proving God are as foolish as those villagers. God has not to be proved but experienced, the way light is experienced. So all that is needed is eyes, not arguments.

When Buddha came to the village, all the villagers came with the blind man. They thought, “We are villagers, we have not been able to prove light, but the greatest man of our times – or perhaps of all times – is present; he will certainly be able to help this blind man.”