Then there is a second type of master, who has known himself. Whatsoever he says, he can say like Heraclitus, “I have searched.” Or like Buddha he can say, “I have found.” Heraclitus is more polite. He was talking to people who could not have understood if he would have said like Buddha, “I have found.” Buddha says, “I am the most perfect enlightened man that has ever happened.” It looks egoistic but it is not, and he was talking to his disciples who could have understood that there was no ego at all.
Heraclitus was talking to people who were not disciples – just ordinary people. They would not have understood. Politely he says, “I have searched,” and leaves the other part – that, “I have found” – for your imagination. Buddha never says, “I have searched.” He says, “I have found! This enlightenment has never happened before. It is utterly absolute.”
One who has found is a master. He will attract disciples. Students are prohibited; students cannot go there by themselves. Even if they drift and reach somehow, they will leave as soon as possible because he will not be helping you to gather more knowledge. He will try to transform you. He will give you being not knowledge. He will give you more being, not more knowledge. He will make you centered, and the center is somewhere near the navel, not in the head.
Whosoever lives in the head is eccentric – this word is beautiful: the English word eccentric means off-center. Really, he is mad whosoever lives in the head – the head is the periphery. You can live in your feet or you can live in your head: the distance from the center is the same. The center is somewhere near the navel.
A teacher helps you to be more and more head-rooted; a master will uproot you from the head and replant you. Exactly…it is a replanting, so much pain is bound to be there – suffering, anguish – because when you replant, the plant has to be uprooted from the soil where it has always been. And then again, it has to be planted in a new soil. It will take time. The old leaves will drop. The whole plant will pass through anguish, uncertainty, not knowing whether he is going to survive or not. It is a rebirth. With a teacher there is no rebirth; with a master there is a rebirth.
Socrates is right: he says, “I am a midwife.” Yes, a master is a midwife – he helps you to be reborn. But that means you will have to die – only then you can be reborn. So a master is not only a midwife – Socrates says only half the thing – a master is a murderer also: a murderer plus a midwife. First he will kill you as you are and only then can the new come out of you. Out of your death, the resurrection.
A teacher never changes you. Whatsoever you are, whomsoever you are, he simply gives you more information. He adds to you; he retains the continuity. He may modify you, he may refine you, you may become more cultured, more polished, but you will remain the same: the base will be the same.